Chapter 49
Chapter
Forty-Nine
Konrad’s hard prick throbbed in his hand. Wraith opened his mouth wide, gaze fixed on the head. His tongue darted out and stretched, trying to reach Konrad’s dick.
Konrad leaned forward, moving his cock closer to Wraith’s mouth. As soon as he could reach, Wraith’s tongue swirled around it. His hands clutched Konrad’s hips, tugging him closer. His eyes fluttered shut.
Wraith licked up and down the length. He slurped and moaned, as if it was the greatest delicacy he’d ever tasted. Then Wraith sucked the length into his mouth.
Konrad groaned. He gazed down at Wraith with his mouth full of cock.
His dark hair, which had been so neat earlier, now resembled a tangled mess.
His robe had slipped off one shoulder, bundling over the silver corset and showing pale skin.
His robes also lay gathered around his waist, obscenely exposing his naked thighs and hard cock.
Wraith took more of Konrad’s length into his mouth. His cheeks hollowed.
“Fuck. That feels so good.” Konrad rocked his hips, cock sliding in and out of Wraith’s mouth. “I wish you could see yourself like this.”
Wraith’s plump lips stretched. He bobbed his head.
“You look so debauched.” Konrad thrust faster. His balls pulled in tight. He could feel his orgasm already approaching. But he didn’t want to spill like this.
With all the willpower he had, Konrad stepped away, removing his cock from Wraith’s incredible mouth.
Wraith’s fingers on Konrad’s hips gripped tight, trying to pull Konrad back. “No. Please. Konrad. I need you to come in my mouth,” he pleaded. “Please. Don’t deny me this. I need. I burn.”
“Shh. It’s okay.” Konrad stroked Wraith’s cheek.
Wraith turned to kiss the palm. Then he grabbed the hand and sucked Konrad’s fingers into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the digits.
Breathing heavily, Konrad said, “Wraith, I’m going to fuck you now.”
Wraith released Konrad’s fingers from his mouth. “Yes,” he hissed.
Konrad knelt on the floor, between Wraith’s spread thighs. He gripped Wraith’s hips and tugged him down and into place. Then he hooked Wraith’s legs over his shoulders. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”
Wraith dropped his arms behind him over the back of the settee. He lay before Konrad, like an offering to a dragon god.
Konrad gripped his cock and angled it towards Wraith’s hole. He felt the tight ring of muscle clench against the tip. Konrad shoved forward, filling Wraith with one deep, powerful thrust. They both cried out.
Immediately, Konrad begun fucking Wraith, shoving into him hard and fast. He couldn’t hold back. Wraith cried out with each thrust. His shouts of pleasure rang out over and over as Konrad shoved into him.
Konrad grunted as he plunged into Wraith’s hole. “Fuck. You’re so tight. So hot.”
“Konrad!” Wraith’s face scrunched up. Then he shouted. His body arched. Cum spilled from his dick, splattering across his robes. The muscles around Konrad’s cock tightened, squeezing his length.
Konrad kept shoving forward, kept fucking Wraith as he came. He clutched at Wraith’s hips.
“Keep going! Keep going!” Wraith’s voice echoed in the small room. “Please keep going!” He sobbed.
Konrad did not need to be asked. He pistoned his hips, filling Wraith repeatedly. Wraith threw his head from side to side.
“I wonder how many times you can come in one night?” Konrad growled.
Wraith blinked up at him, eyes unfocused and pupils blown wide. “I—” Then he cut himself off as Konrad angled his hips, aiming for that magic spot inside Wraith.
Wraith screamed, and Konrad knew he hit it.
“Oh. I’m about to—” Wraith shuddered as another orgasm hit him. His dick twitched as cum spilled from the slit. It was only a trickle this time. Wraith’s inner muscles convulsed, and Konrad groaned.
Konrad kept thrusting, Wraith’s muscles milking him. Wraith writhed and whimpered on his cock whilst Konrad deliberately kept nailing Wraith’s prostate over and over.
Konrad hunched forward as he stuffed Wraith with his dick. “Do you think you can come again?”
“I don’t … I don’t know,” Wraith said weakly. “I’m not sure I can manage it.” He lay slack on the settee, as if lacking any strength. But one part of Wraith still jutted proudly up.
“Let’s see.” Then Konrad wrapped his hand around Wraith’s rigid length whilst he pounded Wraith’s arse.
“Oh!” Wraith closed his eyes. “Oh!” He grabbed at the settee, knuckles going white as he held on. His whole body arched as Konrad plunged into him.
“Konrad— I— Oh gods— I—can’t—I—” Wraith screamed as his cock throbbed in Konrad’s hand and he came once more.
Konrad released his hold on Wraith’s dick. He gripped Wraith’s hips and fucked Wraith, hard and fast. He leaned forward, almost bending Wraith in two as he kept shoving deep, snapping his hips, chasing his own orgasm.
The settee jolted across the carpet as Konrad unleashed his strength, fucking into Wraith. His balls slapped against Wraith’s arse. His gut tightened. Konrad threw back his head. He shoved deep one more time and shuddered as he filled Wraith with his seed.
They didn’t move. They just held still, both breathing heavily. Konrad felt a little dizzy. He leaned forward and kissed Wraith’s sweaty brow.
Konrad may not like a lot of things about necromancers. But he could definitely get on board with this common use of aphrodisiacs.