Page 37 of Daddy's Christmas Elf
“Then let me take what you want to give me, Grey. Let me take it all.”
A handful of words, said on a soft breath, wrenched open the dam.
Eli’s gasp turned into a cry as Grey thrust hard against him, his cock dragging over his own, sending an explosion of heat through every molecule of his body. Eli hitched his legs higher as he met Grey thrust for thrust. Chasing down the need for contact, connection, for skin on skin that was so much more than physical craving, their bodies writhed on the velvet-soft rug as rivulets of sweat ran over Eli’s skin.
“Eli.”
Everything was contained in that one murmur of his name. All the care, all the concern, everything to make it right and good for him. Eli’s heart opened, laid bare it was an offering for this man who stared down at him and promised to keep him safe.
“Let me make everything good for you, Eli.”
Grey’s voice low and gruff as he wrapped his hand around both of their cocks, sliding from the base to the tip, to the base again. Grey’s hips rode Eli as his palm rode their furnace-hot, crushed together shafts, as with his free hand he pushed his fingers, holding him still as he raided his mouth.
Eli was as hungry for the kiss as Grey. Urgent hunger consumed Eli, demanding all the kisses and more as he rocked his hips, pushing his burning, aching cock through the tight tunnel of Grey’s fist, wet and slippery with their combined juices.
Desperation mounted in Eli. Desperation to come. Desperation to hold back. Desperation to let this perfect moment with this perfect man last forever. He needed more, needed to get closer to Grey, needed to crawl under his skin, needed to feel their release, the release that was mounting for both of them as their hard and relentless rhythm began to stutter.
Slipping a hand between their sweat-soaked bodies, Eli’s palm joined Grey’s wrapped around their squeezed together cocks. Grey arched back, just a little, just enough for Eli to gaze in open mouthed wonder at the tunnel their hands made, at the red, swollen, slick heads of their shafts, pumping into and out of their fists, jacking harder and faster.
Eli cried out as his balls tightened. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, Grey, I’m—”
“Let yourself go, little elf. I’ve got you, I won’t let you fall.”
Grey’s words, heard through a fog of lust and longing, desire and need, and so much more his numb brain couldn’t grasp, were the push that sent him tumbling over the edge.
Eli’s body stiffened and stilled as his orgasm raced through and burst from him, as streams of creamy cum shot from him, hitting his stomach, his chest, flooding both their hands. Grey’s shouted out curse sliced through the room before the first wave of Eli’s climax had finished thundering through him, as Grey’s hips shuddered and stuttered as he came, his release mixing and melding with Eli’s own.
Grey collapsed on top of Eli, his breath hot and ragged on Eli’s neck. With their chests pressed close, their hearts hammered as one.
“Gr—” It was as far as Eli got, as Grey stopped him with a kiss. Eli closed his eyes, his arms snaking around Grey’s damp body, holding him tight, holding him close, welcoming his weight, as their hearts beat in a perfect, steady rhythm.
CHAPTERNINETEEN
Grey rolled onto his back and turned his head to gaze at Eli.
His little elf was staring up at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling. Like his own, Eli’s body glistened under the lights cast by the dying fire and from the soft lamplight. With his bruised, puffy lips and wide, glazed eyes, Eli looked thunderstruck. He also looked sated and fucked, but more than that, with his loose limbs and the soft flush washing over his skin, he looked content.
A sudden thrill, smug and swaggering, ripped through Grey.He’ddone this to Eli,him. Because he’d given Eli exactly what he’d needed, whether Eli had realised it or not.
Grey’s heart clenched… Hadn’t it been everything he’d needed, too?
My little elf…
“Grey?”
Eli’s quiet voice sounded as though it was it was coming from miles away. But it wasn’t its faintness that caused concern to ripple through Grey, it was the edge of worry tinging Eli’s voice. Grey frowned; whatever was wrong, it was for him to put right.
“Hello.” Grey smiled and his heart almost burst through his ribcage when Eli smiled back, gazing at him through soft eyes.
“That was…” Eli’s brow puckered slightly, and Grey studied him as Eli tried to put the pieces together of what had happened, which had been so much more than sex. “That… It…”
“Was amazing and incredible? Confirmation I am indeed a fully certificated sex god?”
Eli blinked at him before laughing, and Grey joined in, glad to blow away the charged air that had settled around them. For now, in this moment, all Grey wanted was to make what came next easy and light, with no place for doubts.
“Oh, it was okay. I suppose. Or maybe quite nice.” Eli’s face was deadpan but the twinkle in his incredible eyes was unmistakeable. Eli scooted in and wrapped himself around Grey.
Grey’s heart rate spiked as Eli nuzzled in close, anchoring himself against him.
