Page 28 of Honey Heat
Even if he wasn’t, Ethan wasn’t stopping. He wanted to be claimed so badly his body ached for Lucio.
“I’m fine.” His voice came out steadier than he felt. “Just a little sore.”
Lucio’s gaze traveled over him, taking in the fading bruises across his torso. Rather than pity, his eyes held heat, appreciation. “Hermoso,” he murmured, leaning down to press his lips to a bruise on Ethan’s collarbone.
The gentle touch sent electricity through him. Ethan arched, seeking more contact, more pressure, more of everything Lucio was offering.
He wanted it all.
“Wait,” Lucio said, pulling back. “Your hands. Your ribs. We should—”
“Don’t you dare stop.” Ethan reached for him with bandaged hands. “Please.”
If his mate stopped, Ethan just might become homicidal. He’d never wanted anything as much as he wanted to have sex with this gorgeous creature.
Lucio studied him for a long moment then nodded. “Lie back.”
Oh god. This was it! Ethan was about to finally lose his V card.
He complied, sinking into the pillows as Lucio moved over him, careful to keep his weight off Ethan’s injured body. He lowered his head, trailing kisses along Ethan’s jaw, down his throat, and across his chest. Each touch sent sparks racing across Ethan’s skin.
“So beautiful,” Lucio murmured against his stomach, fingers hooking into the waistband of Ethan’s borrowed pants. “Can I?”
Ethan nodded, lifting his hips to help as Lucio slid the pants down his legs. Cool air kissed his heated skin, making him shiver. He should have felt exposed, vulnerable, but under Lucio’s appreciative gaze, he only felt wanted.
His mate stood to remove his own pants, and Ethan’s mouth went dry at the sight of him fully naked. His body was a work of art, all lean muscle and smooth skin, his arousal evident and impressive.
“Like what you see?” Lucio asked, a hint of teasing in his voice.
“Very much.” Ethan couldn’t tear his eyes away.
Lucio rejoined him on the bed. His hands were gentle as they explored, mapping every inch of Ethan’s body with reverent touches. When his fingers trailed down Ethan’s stomach, lingering just above where he needed them most, Ethan bit his lip to hold back a sound of frustration.
“Patience, cariño,” Lucio whispered, his breath warm against Ethan’s ear.
“Can’t help it,” Ethan replied, voice strained. “I want you too badly.”
Something flashed in Lucio’s eyes, primal and possessive. He captured Ethan’s mouth in a searing kiss that left no doubt about his intentions. His hand finally wrapped around Ethan’s cock, stroking with firm, steady pressure.
Pleasure coursed through Ethan, making him gasp against Lucio’s mouth. He tried to reach for him, to return the touch, but his bandaged hands made it difficult.
“Let me take care of you,” Lucio said, guiding Ethan’s hands back to the pillows. “Just feel.”
Ethan surrendered to the sensations as Lucio worked his way down his body, leaving a trail of heat wherever his lips touched. When Lucio’s mouth replaced his hand, taking him deep in one smooth motion, Ethan’s back arched off the bed.
“Lucio,” he gasped, the pleasure almost too intense to bear. How had he missed out on this for so long? Ethan was going to embarrass himself by coming too soon, but he wouldn’t be able to help it. He’d never in his life felt anything this… fantastic. Amazing. Incredible.
Lucio hummed around Ethan’s cock, the vibration sending another jolt of pleasure up Ethan’s spine. His tongue worked magic, teasing and tasting, bringing Ethan to the edge before backing off just enough to keep him from falling over.
No!
Just when Ethan thought he couldn’t take anymore, Lucio pulled away. His lips were slick, eyes dark with desire as he moved back up Ethan’s body.
“Why did you stop?” Ethan sounded seconds away from a meltdown. He’d never experienced a blowjob before, and he hadn’t wanted his mate to pull away.
“Got something even better for you, cariño. Turn over for me,” he whispered, helping Ethan roll onto his stomach. “This way will be easier on your ribs.”
Unsure why Lucio wanted him on his stomach, Ethan complied, anticipation making his heart race. He felt Lucio’s weight shift on the bed, then his mate was back, pressing against him, the heat of his body a brand against Ethan’s body.
