Page 43 of Galen
“All except for Bellamy and Alastair. Bell is pansexual, and Al is bi.” Galen buried his face in the crook between my neck and shoulder. “I’d rather not talk about my brothers right now. They’re too much of a hard-on killer.”
I snorted. And then the more I triednotto laugh, the more I did. Was I giggling because I was nervous? Probably.
Galen grabbed my chin. “Fuck. You’re adorable.”
His mouth crashed against mine in a bruising kiss. I sensed the gentle part of this night was almost over. I glided my hands along the cords of muscle in his arms, totally feeling him up. He brushed his tongue against the seam of my mouth, a teasing lick, before reaching for the lube.
The pop of the cap opening sent a rush of heat straight to my dick. He settled back between my legs and slicked his shaft. Anticipation had me wiggling a little beneath him. Fuck. I prepared myself for what I hoped to be one hell of an orgasm. God knew I needed it.
When Galen positioned the thick head of his cock at my opening and pushed forward, I sucked in a breath. He was definitely the biggest I’d ever had. The thorough prep helped though. He stopped his advance and softly kissed me before easing in a little more. The sting eased as my body drew him in deeper.
“That’s it,” he said as a small moan escaped my lips. He lowered his head and grazed his teeth along my neck, drawing his hips back before snapping them forward. “You feel me stretching you wider?”
“Mhm.” I dug my fingertips into his lower back.
Galen rocked into me, slow at first. He lifted my ass off the mattress and braced a hand on the wall behind my head. He held my weight like it was nothing. Which… yeah, was a massive turn-on. I emitted another moan, then pressed my lips together to try and suppress them.
“Simon?” He thrust into me a little harder. “Don’t hold back your moans. I want to hear them.”
“Only if I can hear yours too,” I said, breathless. I hated when guys were quiet during sex. I wanted them loud and expressive. I wanted to know they were enjoying it.
A smile tugged at his lips.
The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room as he increased his tempo. Even if I wanted to hold back my moans, I wouldn’t have been able to. Grunts left his lips as he took me hard. I was glad the bed didn’t have a headboard. Otherwise, it might’ve put a hole in the wall.
“Galen,” I whimpered, arching my back.
He dropped his face to my chest and secured an arm behind me to hold me up. I slid my hands down his upper back, then paused when I felt… something. Slits in his shoulder blades, one on each side. Curious, I traced the edge before smoothing my finger inside.
Galen gasped as his body jerked.
“Is that…?”
“Where my wings are,” he said, trembling as he parted his lips. “Fuck. Touch me again.”
Was it an erogenous zone?
I dipped my finger back into the slit, and he groaned deep in his throat, his hips snapping faster. I then did the same with the other shoulder blade. The sounds leaving him… god. My arousal shot to another level. Precum beaded at my tip, and I ground up against his rock-hard abs as he continued pounding my ass.
The added friction brought me closer to release. My pulse quickened, and it felt like my heart would explode from my chest.
“Your ass is so fucking perfect,” Galen growled. My fingertips brushed against the feathers of his hidden wings, and his eyes rolled back. “More.”
When he nudged my prostate, I shuddered and pressed my face against his neck. I wasn’t going to last much longer. And judging by the intensity of his groans as I finger-fucked the insides of the slits in his shoulders, I doubted he would either.
My orgasm built and gathered in my base, encouraged by his thick cock hitting my sweet spot over and over again.
Galen growled and thrust faster, and then I was coming apart beneath him. He joined me seconds later, his cock pulsing inside me as he came. His teeth clamped down on my neck, and I arched up into him with a gasp. It triggered a second orgasm, and I whimpered uncontrollably in his arms.
Afterward, I slumped to the mattress and tried to catch my breath.
Galen nuzzled my chest before pulling out and getting off the bed.
“Where are you going?” I asked.
“To shower. Then to bed.” He never fully removed his pants before we fucked, only shoved them down low enough to release his cock. He tucked himself back inside them before grabbing his shirt off the floor.
“Oh.” My brains had pretty much been fucked to smithereens, so it was taking me a moment to process everything. “You can stay for a while if you want.”
