Page 41 of The Nephilim's Touch
“He doesn’t need to. I’m glad I could help,” Van says.
The tiny kitten gingerly steps off Sparkle’s hand and slowly grows into a boy no older than seven.
“Thank you, Van. Momma was going to clip my nails and I don’t like it.” Ferris shakes his head so hard he topples over.
“It’s okay. You were so good for me, but you need to go home. Let your momma clip your nails, okay? It’s easier when you’re human.” Van rakes his hand out as if he had claws, making Ferris giggle while he shrinks back into his kitten form.
Ferris meows a few baby sounds before Sparkle lifts him to his chest. “I know you hate getting your nails clipped, but it’s for your own good. And the good of momma’s floors.” He pats his little brother on the head. “Thank you again for finding him, Van.”
“My pleasure.”
Sparkle walks away and I take Van’s hand. “We can get you a kitten if you want. I don’t mind.”
He shakes his head. “I think I just…” He stops to think a step. “I wanted to be needed.”
“Ineed you,” I whisper so softly I’m not sure he heard me until he lifts my hand to his lips and kisses.
Comfortable silence hangs between us on our walk to the apartment. As soon as we’re through the door, I yank him down for a sloppy kiss. “Please, I need you.”
“Whatever you need, Gabe. I’m yours to command.”
“Bedroom. Naked. Now.”
Van’s eyes light up and I chase him to my—our—room. We leave a trail of clothes. My hurting feet are forgotten when I push him back against the bed.
“Fuck me,” Van says.
“Plan to.” I walk around to grab the lube from the nightstand. “If you?—”
Van flips to his stomach and pushes out his ass. “Yes, please.” He’s so eager I can’t help the laugh.
“Good. It’s been a long night and I need to bury myself in your ass before passing out.” I don’t know why, but it’s what I need.
Van moans into the blanket. I admire his ass. It’s shapely and round. Perfect. “Spread your cheeks for me.”
He reaches back and does as I ask. I lean in and swipe my tongue across his ass.
“Mmmmm. You taste so good, Van.” I press my nose to him and lave at his hole, savoring every moan that comes from my demon’s throat.
“Fuck. Gabe. You suck dick like a champ, but damn. Your ass eating skills are off the chart.” Van pushes back and I moan while I suck and slurp.
“You’re so good, Van. So perfect with your ass spread open for me.” I press a finger to his hole and just tease him. He writhes on the bed, leaving pre-cum dripping from his cock.
“Fuck, and you called me a tease,” Van pants out. He grips the other side of the mattress. “Fuck me.”
I snap the lube bottle open. I’m not even touching him and he moans.
My cock is so hard while I stroke it, dribbling lube down Van’s crack. I lube myself before using my cock to spread the slick material over his hole.
He’s begging and pleading. “I need your cock in me now, Gabe.” He spreads his ass again.
“Such a good little hole.” I line up with his hole.
Van sucks in a breath when I press into him. He’s so relaxed I slide right in.
“Holy fuck, don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”
“Don’t plan on it.” I drag out slowly, loving the feel of him around my cock. “So good, Van.”
