Chapter 8 Liam
Had he fully thought this through? Maybe not. Was he going to let that stop him? Fuck no.
Ayden’s eyes were burning flames as Liam stepped closer, pressing the incubus back toward the bed behind him. A trail of warm pressure sent tingles up his spine as something slid up his thigh and around his waist, pulling him closer—Ayden’s tail. The one that had been inside him.
“Fuck, you’re hot,” Liam said, pressing his palm to the skin of Ayden’s chest that was emitting heat like a furnace.
Ayden smirked. “I don’t have any spare energy to hide my true nature.”
“Good.”
Sliding a hand up Ayden’s chest, Liam kept moving it higher until it was parting his hair to stroke over his horns.
The demon’s hands shot out, gripping his hips with tight pinpricks of…
oh… he had talons, too. Did he always have talons?
Liam shivered as they scratched along his skin with the perfect pressure, responding by gripping Ayden’s curved horns tighter and using them to pull him in for a kiss.
Ayden’s low groan sent a shot of need through him, but his kiss was surprisingly gentle, brushing and teasing until his lips parted on a gasp. That was when the demon’s tongue came out to play—his forked tongue—flicking out to trace along his lips before pressing inside his mouth to explore.
The world spun in a blur, and Liam found himself flat on his back on a soft fur blanket.
His demon dropped down to loom over him, a hand on either side of his head, and the tip of his heavy erection hanging down to brush against Liam’s thighs.
Moaning, he used the grip he still had on Ayden’s horns to pull him into another kiss, arching his hips up to try to find the friction he was desperate for.
“That’s it, pet. So good for me. I want you desperate and begging.”
“I want you inside me already,” Liam snapped.
Ayden smiled, using his hand to pin Liam’s wrists to the bed as he pressed searingly hot, biting kisses down his chest before sucking one of Liam’s nipples into his mouth.
He was still adjusting to the sensation when Ayden took his dick in a slightly too-lax grip and started jerking him, slow and loose.
It took him longer than it should have to realise the demon didn’t have any hands free to be doing that.
Pushing against Ayden’s restraint, Liam lifted his head up so he could see the way Ayden’s tail had coiled around his length.
“Fuck! More.”
“You like watching, pet? We can do that.”
Another room-spinning motion and Liam found himself perched on Ayden’s lap on the side of the bed, his back to the demon’s chest and his knees spread wide as he faced the nearby mirrored wall.
“So pretty,” Ayden murmured, nuzzling into his neck from behind as his fingers found their way to continue the sensuous torture of his nipples that his mouth had been doing earlier.
Ayden’s cock was nestled between his balls, pressing up between his thighs to throb right next to Liam’s.
The demon was so much bigger that their tips were at the same height in this position.
Reaching down, Liam wrapped a hand around them both, stroking them together.
The more aroused he became, the more aware he was of the lust emanating from Ayden, his returning strength magnifying the sensations they were sharing.
“Fuck, I want to take my time with you, but I don’t know how much longer I can hold off,” Ayden growled, mouthing at his neck and sparking a dull ache as he sucked a deep bruise there. “Stand up and lean forward, hands on the mirror.”
Liam’s breath came in sharp pants as he did what he was told, bracing his forearms on the nearby mirror and arching his back in a deep bend he knew would give his demon a show.
“Perfection,” Ayden whispered behind him.
With his taloned hands gripping tight to Liam’s hips, Ayden buried his face between his cheeks, his long, flexible tongue teasing around his rim as his tail wrapped tight around his cock and balls.
The sound Liam let loose could only be described as an anguished whimper as Ayden worked him over.
He would’ve come the second that amazing forked tongue breached his hole if that damned tail wasn’t acting as a cock ring.
“Please,” Liam gasped.
“You can take it,” Ayden told him, his tongue snaking back inside him a moment later, delving until Liam was pretty sure it was at least five inches deep.
“Need you inside me.”
“I am inside you.” Ayden sounded far too smug for someone who needed this to come back from near-death or whatever his energy draining had meant.
“I need your cock inside me,” Liam snapped.
“Just my cock?”
Glancing down, Liam groaned as he noticed the tail wrapped around him was pulsing and swelling. It was also starting to spark like a fire, and each place on his sensitive skin that the tiny flashes of magic landed became a node of pulsing pleasure on his body.
“Anything. Everything. Please,” Liam begged.
The grip on his cock loosened, and it took everything he had not to orgasm untouched without it holding him back as he spun to face his demon.
Ayden was still sitting on the side of the bed, but he shifted back to lie in its centre as Liam watched, his proud cock pointing straight up at the ceiling like gravity couldn’t touch it.
“If you want me, come ride me, darling. You’re in control,” Ayden said.
Liam watched as Ayden’s tail moved to wrap around his own cock several times, like a vine. It made Ayden’s already impressive length even thicker. And ribbed. His tail was also still sparking, and Liam could only imagine what that would feel like inside him.
Liam licked his lips, hesitating. Could he even take that thing? “Umm… lube?”
Ayden put his hands behind his head, making his abs and biceps flex.
The demon knew exactly what he was doing when he lay like that.
It was sending Liam’s arousal through the roof.
All those sexy muscles on display. The gentle arrogance that made him feel just the right kind of dirty. He would happily worship at that altar.
“You’ll be fine, pet. My saliva is better than any of your human lubricants.”
Liam put one knee up on the bed, then the other, crawling closer. Pausing by his knee, Liam leaned over to press a kiss to his inner thigh, tracing his tongue up the length of his leg.
“Mmmm… cold.”
“Only because you’re so damn hot,” Liam murmured.
Continuing his travel up his demon’s body, he nuzzled into the join where his thigh met his groin, drawing in a deep breath of his fiery scent.
Tiny flashes of light blinked across his vision now from whatever was going on with Ayden’s tail.
A spark drifted and fell on his ear, right in the spot that made him tremble when a man bit down on it, and his eyes rolled with pleasure.
Ayden’s balls were high and swollen right before him, and he couldn’t resist drawing one into his mouth, letting his tongue swirl a path along the smooth, hot skin before repeating the move with the other.
Ayden’s legs shifted, and his body tensed. “Liam, if you don’t hurry up, I’m going to lose it.”
Liam glanced up at Ayden’s face, smirking, before he used his tongue to trace the line of Ayden’s tail where it wrapped around his cock.
Pleasure danced across his taste buds in a way he’d never experienced before from the sparks, but his demon was done waiting.
Strong hands dragged him up Ayden’s body until he was poised on all fours above him.
The move meant his cock and balls were right in range for those little sparks of pleasure from Ayden’s tail, and Liam threw his head back with a shocked cry as need flooded through him.
Reaching back, he took hold of Ayden’s cock and pressed it to his hole, pausing with the tip pressed to his soft rim as the sensations started overwhelming him.
“Liam, please,” Ayden gasped, voice strained.
Sitting up on his knees, Liam slowly lowered himself down Ayden’s thick, hard length, crying out in pleasure each time another ridge of his tail slipped past his rim.
Ayden was right: his saliva must be magical because there wasn’t a single hint of pain as Liam took every inch of him down to the base.
Lifting up until only the tip of Ayden’s cock and tail were inside him, Liam dropped back down, losing himself to the rhythm of riding his demon, his incubus, his mate.
Ayden’s hips were thrusting up to meet his every move, magnifying his pleasure as that tail hit every spot inside him that made him scream and then some.
Strong hands lifted and held him on the next thrust, and Liam whined in complaint.
He needed to move. His distress was short-lived.
Ayden held him close as he manoeuvred them until the demon was kneeling on the bed with Liam straddling his lap.
Perfect. The incubus could drive into him at the perfect angle now, plus his horns were right there to pull him into another kiss.
“Fuck yes, pet. Stroke them just like that,” Ayden said, throwing his head back in pleasure as Liam rubbed his hands up and down the smooth surface of his horns.
“Next time, you can fuck me on my hands and knees, use my horns for leverage to pull me back onto your cock over and over again until we both come.”
Holy shit. Liam’s brain malfunctioned at the dirty images Ayden sparked with his words. “Fuck. I’m close,” Liam gasped.
Ayden pulled him in, letting Liam rub against his sexy-as-fuck abs as he kept pounding into him. “Need to bite you. Need to make you mine,” he growled, his fiery scent growing stronger as the flames in his eyes grew even more pronounced.
Tilting his head to the side to expose his neck, Liam grabbed one of his horns and used it to pull Ayden’s mouth to his throat. “Do it.”
Sharp teeth sank deep into his skin, but the pain barely registered against the symphony of pleasure that detonated inside him at the same time.
More cum than he’d ever felt shot from his cock, painting Ayden’s chest and neck, and he could feel spurt after heated spurt inside him as Ayden finally pulled his mouth free with a roar.
They both trembled in the aftermath, and it was then that Liam felt a sensation like a million tendrils of gentle flames wrapping tight around his soul, encasing him in warmth and protection.
Somewhere deep inside, he could feel Ayden’s essence, cradled where it would be safe, where Liam would keep it safe.
Ayden pressed a gentle kiss to his temple, his cheek, his lips. “No regrets?”
“Only that I’m too tired to go again,” Liam said, eyes already struggling to stay open.
“That’s normal for humans after bonding. Your mortal body is transforming. But if you’re sad, I can wake you up with my cock in the morning.”
“Yes, that. I want that.”
He was so tired he barely noticed Ayden’s cock and tail slip free, or the gentle way he wiped him down with a warm cloth after. The sensation of his fierce determination to care for him lulled him right off to sleep.