Page 16 of The Shadow Prince's Ruin
Sylvan moans and squeezes my ass, but he’s not intent on stopping me in any way. Hewantsto be my toy, my hot, wet fucksleeve.
And I want him to be that too.
Who would want a treasure like him for only one night? He might be mad, but I’m certainly not.
“Suck it. Gently, really savor how I taste. I want you to remember it in detail, so you can imagine it even when you can’t take it in your mouth, no matter how desperate you get,” I whisper, watching him hollow his cheeks.
And fuck, yes, his warm, smooth mouth feels so perfect around my dick. In an ideal world, I would never pull myself out and remain forever encased by this pillowy comfort.
Every now and then as he sucks, he looks up into my eyes as if to ask if he’s doing it right, and if that isn’t just precious, I don’t know what is. I see no reason to spare him praise when he’s being such a good boy.
“Ah… That’s it, keep your mouth nice and open for me,” I say as I push my cock in deeper, getting him used to the sensation. I let out a grunt every time he sucks harder, letting him know how much I appreciate his horny mouth. Judging by the way his gaze slides from my face and down my body, I’m confident he’s enjoying the show too. Still, I ask.
“You like what you see, hm? You like a big, muscular dude who could fold you like a pretzel and split you open? I know boys like you. You’re just dying to satisfy me as many times as I want.” I babble, pushing in harder. I stop the moment his throat convulses around me, and withdraw gently before he can choke.
Damn, he’ssohot.
He lets out an incoherent whimper that only spurs me on. Despite the tears pooling in his lovely eyes from the strain of taking my dick, he’s not tapping me to pull away or signaling for it in any way.
No. He wants me to fuck his mouth. He’s been waiting twenty-five years for this after all. For a big fat cock tickling his tonsils.
I rock my dick into him at a steady pace and reach back to find his cock not only hard but twitching at my touch. There’s a pool of wetness from all the pre-cum he’s been dripping on his stomach.
“That’s how horny you are?” I ask, barely squeezing his cock, because I don’t want him to come yet. “Painfully stiff just from sucking my dick? Can you taste my juices already?”
I let go of him when his cock twitches in my hand, desperate for release. Too bad. I want him hot and needy when he takes my load.
Locking my eyes on his, I bring my damp hand to my lips and lick his pre-cum off. Damn. It’s so smooth to the taste. “You better get me off, or I’ll never let you come,” I whisper and make another push with my hips, this time, I don’t immediately withdraw after hitting his gag reflex, and when he squeezes mythighs, I shush him in a gentle voice. “Breathe. I know you want to let me all the way in. You want to bury your nose in my pubes and close your lips around the base as I plow in,” I add, massaging his neck as he coughs, blinking away tears.
And still, no pushback.
I want to keep him.
He makes a few needy moans of confirmation and I sense him shifting under me as he slides his hands to the small of my back. He’s so aroused he can’t stay put, so I need to ground him.
I grab the sides of his head and drill into him. Slowly at first, but then, as he gets used to the pressure at his throat, I go faster. Every time I drag my cock over his soft tongue, a shiver of pleasure goes down my spine. Lust pools in my balls when I watch my dick stretch his lips.
“That’s it. You’re gonna be so good at this,” I rasp, stroking his pointy ears with my thumbs. “You’ll take my load twice a day, won’t you?” I tease as I speed up my thrusts into his hot mouth.
His hum sounds like confirmation but also travels up my shaft, and all the way to my insides as I ease him in. Hot vapor fills up the space between my ears instead of brains. “I’ll play with you whenever I want, and you’ll be too into it to stop me,” I say, shivering at the plunging noise inside his throat.
Fuck. He is irresistible. I want that collar off and to really make himmyboy.
“We’ll be driving down the road, and I’ll just pull your head down if I feel like it,” I fantasize out loud and he whimpers in response, but I’m going for it now. I’m fucking his face in earnest, holding onto his ears and taking no prisoners.
I’ll be coming in his mouth and making sure he swallows every last drop. My heart beats faster with every second, and I feel so alive. I feelfree. For the first time in five years I feel truly in charge. Anything I did behind bars was a pale shadow of my newreality. My wings were clipped and claws cut off. I’ll never allow it again.
Tears roll down his cheeks, but he’s holding onto my ass for dear life and clearly doesn’t want me to pull away for more than the inch that allows him to breathe. I smile and pet his head as I ride his face, ready to let go of shame and all the bad things that happened in the past. This is my lucky day, and I will make something out of the chance it offers.
My balls smack his chin, and the heat that’s been cooking inside them rushes up my shaft, erupting inside Sylvan’s mouth.
“Swallow. Take it,” I order him, focused on his messy features.
His eyes go wide, and he chokes a little but doesn’t push me away. He takes a deep breath through his nose, and after the initial shock, he sucks and swallows like he was made for it. I grunt in bliss as I make a few last thrusts, filling his mouth with more cum every time. It feels like letting go of years of pent-up rage and resentment. I thought I’d moved on after a year or two in the can, but I only sense the true relief now.
“You like that?” I rasp. “A full belly of my cum…” I smile in satisfaction and pull out a little so my cockhead still rests on his tongue.
I let go of his pink ears, leaning over him as he swallows what I gave him despite the tears running down his cheeks and the mess of saliva on his chin.
