Chapter 29 #2
“Well, I discovered I don’t like to chase you.
I’d rather spend my time shoving my cock into your ass, beautiful.
” Not letting him respond, I kicked the door open, pulling him in with me.
Without hesitation, I softly shoved him onto the bed, pressing my pointer against his chest. “Lie down and spread your legs. I want to see you ready for me.”
Dropping himself onto the bed, he placed his foot against the mattress and slid himself back. With one shift, he fell to his elbows, holding my gaze as he parted his thighs. The seven rungs came into view on the underside of his cock, and a moan immediately rolled from my lips.
“Is this what you wish to see, Mr. Harveil?”
“You on my bed looking like that? Yes, and I want to chain you here so you’ll never fucking leave. I like the expression on your face. The one I create.”
Tongue flicking against his silver canine, he smirked. “Then chain me here. I dare you.”
Pressing my knees into the mattress, I leaned forward until my stomach pressed against the comforter.
Hooking my arms around his thighs, I hauled him to my face.
With a swipe of my tongue against his balls, I glanced up at him.
“I don’t need chains to keep you here. You’ll choose me, because I’ll have you writhing, Lev, just like last time. ”
Legs tensing, his lips parted slightly. “Mmm… Fuck—”
Not giving him time to process, my lips pressed against the crown of his cock, and in a second, I took all of him until my mouth rested flush against his groin.
His back arched, head slamming back against the pillows as his fingers dove into my hair.
Chest hitching, he cried out in pleasure, trembling beneath my hold.
“Fuck, Matthew. Fuck.”
Shoulders rolling with my gag, I breathed through my nose as I bobbed my head up and down, working him in the back of my throat. Saliva coated every inch, and I basked in the sounds coming from him. It only heightened my desperation to see him unravel.
When my tongue darted out to swipe against his balls once more, a sharp whimper was my reward.
His knees attempted to touch as he tried to scoot away from me.
Pressing his palms against the comforter, he hoisted himself up to a partial seated position.
“G-God… Fuck. If you keep… I’ll… Fuck. I’ll cum… ”
Attentively lapping along his piercings, I sucked once more before pulling away with a deep groan. “Fuck, you’re addicting.” Resting on my elbows, I met his stare. “Mmm, first time getting your cock sucked properly?”
He grumbled, dropping back against the mattress. “Yes… Christ.”
God, his sexual innocence was detrimental to my sanity.
Shifting lower, I pressed my hands on the underside of his thighs, lifting him slightly. “What about down here? Ever been licked, fucked with a tongue?”
His breath shuddered, shoulder blades creeping toward each other. “N-No… No, I haven’t… The women I’ve slept with… They were never into… ass stuff.”
Biting back my laughter, I positioned myself at his entrance, blowing a stream of air onto it. “So I get to be the first here, too? Infect you to the point no one else will ever deliver?”
Hips bucking, he thrashed slightly, toes curling on themselves. “Mmmph! Fuck. I guess… Yes. Yes, you will…”
Tightening my grip, I spread his cheeks as I grunted. Flattening my tongue, I swiped against him, swirling twice, as I rimmed him with the full intention of making him squirm. When he did just that, I chuckled against his skin, repeating the same actions.
“Oh… Oh… S-Shit…” Each rasped breath he released only encouraged me further, his fingers clawing at the mattress in search of reprieve.
Pulling back slightly, I gathered a mouthful of saliva before spitting over the wet skin. Before it trickled onto the bed, I thrusted into his hole with my tongue, using my spit to coat the inside of his ass.
His back arched from the bed once again, a symphonic moan the call for my continuation as his palms slapped against my wrists. “Mmm! O-Oh… God. Fucking hell, M-Matthew!”
Curling my tongue to brush against his walls, I did it once more before shifting away, quickly meeting his stare. “Beautiful, if you thought I wouldn’t ruin you, you’re mistaken. Look at your legs trembling, and my cock isn’t even inside you. You still want it? Want me to fuck you?”
Holding my gaze with hooded brows, the plea-filled whine he uttered was like music to my ears. “Yes… Please. I need your cock.”
Switching my position to rest on my haunches, one palm pressed into the bed while the other rested by his chin. “Spit.”
His lips pursed, a trickle of saliva dropping into my palm to form a thick puddle. “I-Is that enough?”
“Perfect, love.”
Bringing it to my erection, I lathered it across my shaft in slow, languid strokes. Maintaining eye contact, my tongue darted across my bottom lip. “Mhm, you coated me so well.”
“I need…” His hips bucked with the words. “...I need you.”
Positioning myself at his entrance, I glided in an inch. “This time we’re going at my fucking pace. Do you understand?”
He gasped, nodding as his hands twisted deeper into the mattress. “Y-Yes… Understood.”
Digging my nails into his sides, a shuddered exhale left me as I flicked my eyes to his olive green hues. And on my inhale, I rammed into his ass, my balls slapping against him.
Instinctively, he released the fabric entangled in his fingers, hands slapping against my back. Nails ripping into my skin, he carved the entire length of my spine, only stopping once he reached the base of my neck. Gripping my locks, he pulled me toward him, our lips clashing in a heated kiss.
Groaning into him, my tongue swept across his top teeth as I worked my way further into his mouth. Everything about him was perfect, and his taste was narcotic—a fucking addiction. Lapping over his molars, I kept my rhythm, relentless strides meant to claim. This wasn’t like last time.
No.
This time?
I wanted to fucking obliterate him until he couldn’t walk.
Snaking my hand behind his neck, I pulled away to press my forehead against his. “God, my little fox, you’re fucking squeezing the shit out of me. You’re being such a good boy, riding my cock as if you’re desperate to be ruined.”
“Ruin me,” he breathed, clinging to me. “Ruin me, my raven. Fuck me until nothing remains, for I am yours.”
“F-Fuck.”
Increasing my speed, Lev shifted upward with the force, nearly cracking his skull against the headboard. Thrusting him down onto my cock at the same time to keep him from hurting himself, his back arched, legs shaking as I found that spot he loved.
His head found my neck, gasped breaths falling from him as his nails continued penetrating my flesh. “Close… I-I… Shit, Matt…”
Huffing, I continued, milking every sound he offered me. “Good boy. Fuck, I want you to wrap your fingers around your cock and pump yourself while we cum.”
He swallowed, nodding as another whine slipped from his throat. Reaching down, his palm met his erection, and he began stroking himself with the same rhythm I drove into him. Head tipping back, his eyes rolled as his bottom lip quivered—two key signs of his incoming climax.
Leaning down, my tongue flicked against his nipple, running over the piercing before giving it a gentle tug with my teeth. And that simple action, that intentional touch, was what sent him over the edge.
Seed spurting from his cock, he covered both of our stomachs in his essence. His heavenly moan became my undoing as he tightened around me, my hold on my self-restraint vanishing completely as I filled his ass with everything I had.
“Mmm… Matt…” Lev panted, his sweat-laden body slackening against me as he sank into the mattress.
Groaning, I slowed my thrusts, memorizing his face frozen in pleasure as I rode my high to its completion. Pulling out of him, my inhales were shaky as I stroked my thumbs against his hipbones. Once my breathing was steady, I quickly slipped from the bed and headed into the bathroom.
I returned with ointment and a damp towel, gliding it over his stomach before tending to mine. Shifting his leg to the side, I carefully cleaned my mess from his ass, and I winced at the detriment I’d caused him.
“Fuck… I’m sorry.”
“Hm?” His half-asleep reply brought a soft smile to my lips. “Come… Come back… Snuggle…”
Tossing the dirty fabric into the laundry basket, I lathered a generous amount of cream over his entrance before replacing the cap and setting it on my nightstand. Lying beside him, I hauled my little fox against my chest, enjoying the heat of his body pressed against mine.
“Lev?”
Lazily stroking his fingers through my chest hair, a soft huff of air was his answer. “Mmm?”
“You… You called me your raven, yours.”
He nodded, nuzzling himself closer. “Mhm… Meant it. You… and me… I want it… I think I want it forever.”
Canine sinking into my lower lip to keep my smile from spreading, I traced light patterns against his arm with my nails. “Perfect. You and me, little fox.”
Tucking himself as tight as he could, the question came from him so soft, so innocent, that it ignited that desire within me to keep him safe tenfold. “S-So… Does that mean… you will be mine? My boyfriend, I-I mean…”
Boyfriend.
I’d never maintained a relationship in my life, but for him? For him, I wanted to try. No… I wanted… wanted it to last.
“Yes, Lev. I want you to be my boyfriend, too.”
A happy hum-filled giggle rolled from him. “Okay… Good. I don’t want you to leave… Please. Don’t leave.”
Swallowing, I wasn’t sure it was a promise I could rightfully fulfill. While I was relocated to the States, there was no telling when or if I would need to be deployed back overseas.
As if he could read my thoughts, Lev spoke again, the exhaustion deepening his voice. “Quit… Leave the military… You’ve served your time, and after what happened… you shouldn’t be there anyway… Besides… I can take care of you. I want to take care of you…”
I had served over ten years, and with Thorne no longer active, it left me alone on deployments. Levander was right. My service was at its end, and retirement sounded lovely. Being a Mafia housewife?
Now that sounded interesting.
Pressing a kiss to his forehead, I dipped my chin. “Alright. I’ll leave.”
He lifted his head, and he turned to look at me through a groggy mist. “Wait… The military? Really?”
“Mhm. Anything for you,” I whispered, brushing back strands of red. “Now get some sleep, okay?”
His half-hearted smile evoked an emotion I couldn’t quite label, and the utterance that followed had my heart fluttering. “Thank you… For staying…”
Settling himself back against my chest, he curled in even tighter, and it only took a couple minutes before his breaths softened. Closing my eyes, it wasn’t long before his rhythmic inhales lulled me to sleep, and there wasn’t a place I’d rather be.
God, Thorne was going to give me so much shit for actually listening to him, and just this once, I’d tell him he was right.