Page 34 of Heart Shaped Wreckage
“I… wow…” I could not believe that this was happening in what appeared to be an enchanted forest in the middle of God knew where. It was hot, even if we did have a quest to finish and a mad angel breathing down our necks.
He held up his hand, and fire danced around it. “Something happened. I understand more than I did before. I now know that I can do it, and I know that I can do more if I try. It’s crazy.”
“This whole thing is crazy.”
“Are you taking that shirt off or not. I’m fucking naked with a hard on and an ass that wants you to do some filthy things to it. Please?”
“I like it when you beg,” I growled and tore the shirt from my body before throwing it onto the ground.
“Pants. Please take off the pants.” He begged.
“I feel like I should tell you some things first before we…”:
“Shut up and fuck the living daylights out of me while we actually have a chance. We could die in twenty minutes, you know. I want to know this. I want to know you.”
“Are you sure? We have nothing to…”
“I’m a witch, and I remember something else that I can do. As soon as I fell on top of you, I knew I could do it. I wouldn’t call it a memory, but I remembered it. Magical lube! We’re made of magic, aren’t we, my fallen angel.” He winked at me and waited.
“You knew.”
“I guessed. Actually, it makes this even hotter if you want to know the truth. But now you’re the beast that lives within you just as much. My werewolf.”
“I’m a…”
“Jesus.” He fell to his knees and started undoing my pants. My mind spun. He knew I was a fallen angel, but he didn’t know the complete truth.
He pulled at my pants, and my hard cock bobbed up and down. “I mean, I did see it in the shower, but this is sooooo much more.”
Before I could even think, his mouth was around the head of my cock, and his tongue swirled around my uncut helmet. He pressed his tongue into my foreskin, and I grabbed him by the back of the head and held him in place. God… he was so fucking good… His mouth was wet, and he tightened his lips around my shaft and slowly slid down.
His hands grabbed onto my ass, and he pressed me against him. My cock slid into his mouth, and I panted as he slurped it inch by inch. I hit the back of his throat, and he tried to pull me in deeper before sliding back and forth in a frenzy.
He popped me out of his mouth and licked at my balls. “You taste like the wild,” he moaned before sliding his mouth back down my shaft and burying his nose in my dark pubes.
I grabbed his hair and slowly started pistoning in and out of his mouth. His moans were loud, and they urged me on. I left my cock buried all the way to the hilt before slowly pulling it free and slapping his open mouth with it.
“Fuck, I want this so badly,” he begged. His eyes were lusted over in a way that I had dreamed about from the first moment I saw him.
I slammed my cock back into his mouth and used him for my pleasure. Bruising his lips with my cock and his moans spurred me on.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted him.
“You have that magic lube at your disposal.”
“Ask and you shall receive.” He laughed and pressed his hands together. He then put one of them on my cock and stroked it. It glistened with slickness. “Hold on.” He reached back, and I knew what he was doing. He was wetting himself, lubing his hole up for the pounding I needed to give him. There would be time for love if we survived. Right now, we were in the throes of lust, as if Eros himself had cast a spell on us. We were denizens of the woods, making love for the horned god in a ritualistic frenzy.
I pushed him backward, and he easily toppled over onto his back. “I want you to see me as I fuck you. I want you to know how much I… want this.”
He stroked my furry chest and tweaked my nipple. “Yes, please, Heath. Please do it now. Make me forget. Make me forget everything but you.”
I threw his legs over my shoulder and pressed forward. His hands stayed glued to my muscular chest as they roamed over my body. I pressed the tip of my cock against him and slowly pushed it inside his tight hole.
“God, your… fucking tight.”
“Oh, I can take it. I promise,” he moaned.
I pressed another inch inside, and his moans grew louder. “You sure. I know it’s fairly…”
