Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 100086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
To make a man like Corvus yield to me, allow me inside him, is such a turn on my whole body throbs with the need to rut and come. One day I will cream his tight ass. He’ll be begging for it. For now, I’m too busy enjoying his muscles hugging my cock to care.
His breathing is fast, and as I sink deeper, the back of his head hits my shoulder. The instinct to flee from discomfort makes his body twitch, but he’s not even trying to push me away, and instead reaches back with one hand pulling me closer, as if he worries I might go too easy on him and pull out. Loud, dull huffs are stifled by my palm as he fights for breath, still so very tense yet eager to please.
He’s like a vice—almost too tight, but also inviting like the sweetest fucking embrace I could ever get. His fuckhole is perfect, and I want to drive into it for the rest of the night. Too bad I’m just a man and can only take so much of this indulgence.
A chuckle leaves my lips when Corvus licks my palm.
The touch of his hot, wet tongue goes straight to my balls. “You trying to make me come first for once?”
I groan and speed up my thrusts in a frantic race to come. My world shrinks until it’s just me and him. He lets me inside with utter abandon, his cologne mingling with sweat. We’re rutting like two animals, but he’s so much more than just a hot piece of meat. Each thrust, every gasp brings us closer.
I squeeze my arms around him like a constrictor. His frantic heart beats against my chest, as if this isn’t just sex. He’s letting me hold his life in my hands, and it’s a privilege I wouldn’t ever abuse. He deserves the best, and so I will give him everything he needs.
And right now, that’s a drilling.
His whimpers get louder as I speed up, chasing the promise of delight already developing at the base of my cock. Corvus has relaxed around me now, but as I kiss his neck, hands trailing up and down that hot, needy body, the tight channel narrows around me, making me stutter out of rhythm.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck… you c-can’t…” He does it again, and again, milking me so hard tears well up under my eyelids, and I can’t stop myself. I never lose it like this. I pride myself on making my bottoms come first, but it’s too late.
I squeeze him so tightly I can only hope I’m not breaking his ribs, and ride his ass like a madman. Others might be fooled by his cold stares and curt speech, but I have the power to turn him into a lusty beast, so very pliant and eager for everything I can give.
He feels so damn good in my arms—all sturdy flesh and need—and when he starts pushing back to meet my hips halfway, my brain boils. The wave that’s been building up inside me finally washes over me with the subtlety of a freight train, and I thrust into Corvus, so very impatient to fill up his sweet fuckhole.
“You like that? You like knowing that you made me lose control too?” I rasp and start jerking him off roughly while my thrusts slow to a lazy rhythm. I want to feel him tremble with orgasm while we’re still connected. “You have no idea how much I love being inside you,” I whisper into his ear now that I’m able to think with a bit more clarity. “Your hole was made for my dick. A snug fit, but you can take it. Not everyone can. Do you love feeling me come inside you?” I ask and slide my hand to his chin so he can speak.
Or struggle to for that matter, because I’m jerking him off fast and hard, as though it’s revenge for the way he’s forced an orgasm out of me. I stroke his dripping slit with my thumb, ready for his spunk any second now.
He lets out a whine, gasps, then speaks, riding my still-hard cock as he fucks my hand. “Oh fuck… yes… Dalton…”
I tighten my hold on his dick, and that’s all it takes. He comes apart in my arms while I’m still floating in the pleasure of my own orgasm. He is my dream come true when his cock twitches, drizzling cum all over my hand, asshole tightening on my dick. Corvus trembles, making those delicious needy whimpers. If anyone else heard him, they’d probably need to die, but not me.
I get all of him, and now I wish I had put a ring on his finger.
“Say you’re mine,” I murmur.
Corvus rests most of his weight on the wall, and I follow him, unwilling to let him go yet.