Chapter 3
Phoenix’s tongue laves over the shell of my ear, lazy and wet as he curls the tip of it down to my lobe, sucking it into his mouth, pinching the flesh between his teeth. I’m still overtop of him, my cock buried deep inside his arse, his legs wrapped around my back.
I’m spent, my breathing coming hard and fast, but his cock bobs back to life between our hard bellies, our sweaty chests flush, his cum between us. He still smells of charred flesh, and I don’t mind the smell on him. I have inhaled far worse in the last twenty-seven years of my life, but it overwhelms his own scent, and I like that much more. Sweet apples, rich birch.
“More,” he whispers directly in my ear, his tongue dipping in, curling up over the cartilage, hips rocking as he rolls himself on my dick.
Cock hardening, still inside of him, I rock into him slowly as my erection builds. He groans, biting down on the sensitive skin beneath my ear, my hand slipping between us, long fingers curling around his thick length, I pump him hard, fucking into him, his teeth sunken in the side of my throat. My nose runs along the length of his shoulder, lips parted, wet against his warm skin.
Blood and ash paints my tongue as I swirl it across his collarbone, dipping into the hollow of his throat, lap the flat of my tongue up the length of his neck, nipping the point of his chin. Then our mouths come together, his tongue a long, luscious roll into my mouth, my teeth dragging up its length, sucking on the tip.
His blonde ringlets stick to his sweat slicked forehead. Rich chocolate eyes heavy-lidded, he holds my gaze, arches his neck, an invitation.
My free hand palms his Adam’s apple, fingers and thumb closing over the sides of his throat. I increase the pressure of my hold as I fuck him harder, his arse squeezing me in a vice grip. His pretty eyes roll back, cheeks flooding pink, his lips part as if to find air, and I smile, dropping my lips to his. Licking his top lip, then the bottom, tongue dipping just inside to taste him.
I squeeze his neck tighter and tighter, applying just the right amount of pressure for him to pass out, my heart hammering against my ribcage, his own beating faster against mine. My hand fists his cock, corkscrewing up and down his length as I fuck him harder.
“Come for me, Nix,” I rasp, his body tightening, tightening, “come now.”
His eyes flare open, pupils blown, he comes. Cum spurts between us, spilling over the curl of my fingers, catching the underside of his jaw, my chest, a droplet landing on his chin. I dip down, lapping it up, short stubble rough on my tongue, as I map my way back to his lips, pushing the taste of him into his own mouth.
I groan as he clenches around me, my hand releasing his throat, he gasps deep, sucking in air. Arching up into me, his heels digging into the flex of my glutes. He arches his neck, curling his spine, squeezing even tighter around me, and I’m fucking him harder. The wooden headboard smacking off of the white plastered wall.
“Fuck, Phoenix, tighter. Jesus, fuck, Christ, I’m coming,” I groan, eyes squeezing shut, curled fists digging into the mattress.
I arch back, still fucking into him, filling him with the last of my cum with sharp little flexes of my hips.
“Good boy,” Nix praises, a slight curve to his pillowy lips, parted where he looks up at me, his chest heaving in sync with mine.
I shiver at his soft tone, dipping down, licking up his throat, biting into his bottom lip, his tongue rolls over my top lip, pushing into my mouth as I release the bite of my teeth.
“You took me so well,” I whisper against his lips. “And you will again, so many more tim-”
“Get up. Flint, you’re with me,” Blaze says from the door at my back, my eyes narrowing as my cock kicks, Phoenix tightening around me once more.
I am going to murder him.
“I swear to fuck, if you interrupt us one more time, I’m going to carve your balls from your body, set them on fucking fire and feed them to you, you fucking prick,” I snarl, all without glancing over my shoulder at him, holding Nix’s mirthful dark gaze instead.
“Your night for fun is over. Work starts now, get the fuck up,” Blaze spits, slamming the door shut, his footfalls heavy as he stomps away.
“This is about the girl,” Phoenix says lowly, licking up the inside of my bicep, puckering his lips on the cap of my shoulder, nipping gently with his teeth as he leaves his mark.
A headache building in my temples, I blink, sleep non-existent for the last two days, and now I’m hauling my arse out of bed before the fucking sun’s up.
“I’m not going to play with her without you,” I slide my lips over his mouth.
“I know,” his words a soft caress, eyes heavy lidded, peaceful, ready for sleep, he looks like a fucking angel.
Pulling my still hard cock out slowly, my cum trickling out of him, I kiss his lips, his legs uncurling from around my back, feet flat to the mattress, knees falling to the sides. I sit back on my haunches, staring up the length of him. Weeping cock, long and thick and hard, curling in towards his belly, firm muscles wrapped in tight golden tanned skin. His chest inflates, breath held as my eyes drag over his pecs, up his throat, Adam’s apple bobbing, to his deeply carved cupid’s bow, lips pink and swollen, until my eyes find his. Rich chocolate brown, warm and inviting, soft, innocent. Phoenix is a fucking cherub, angelic.
I love you.
I want to tell him, my heart thudding extra hard, but it’s not something we say, it’s not something that seems to fit us in any way, no matter that it’s been just like this, us, for years.
His supple pink lips tip up into a lazy smile, as though he heard me, knows.
“Be good,” I say softly as I shift to sitting, hanging my legs over the edge of the bed.
“I don’t know how to do that,” he whispers as I turn my back on him, dipping down to grab my discarded black joggers.
I huff a laugh, threading the stretchy cotton up my legs, lifting my hips to pull them up, I turn my head over my shoulder, admiring his beautiful body all sprawled out, languid and satisfied.
“Try for me, Cherub,” I wink at him, standing, pushing my feet into trainers, pulling a black t-shirt over my head. “And I”ll reward you when I’m back.”