Chapter 52 #3
He grabs my chin and forces my mouth open. Not that I needed any real force to do so, because I want what he’s giving me. He doesn’t spit. No, he opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue. My cum draws in a line down it, and right into my mouth.
“Swallow,” he croons.
I do. Tasting myself from his mouth just does all the right things to my submission to him.
“Good boy, Lucifer, coming for me.” His fingers draw across my cocks and torso. One look tells me I’ve made a mess. “You taste so fucking good, little deviant, and you’re going to feel just as phenomenal.”
I’m still catching my breath from that orgasm when he steps into me, his hand grabbing my ass and spreading me wide. “I’ve missed my hole.” He lathers said place with what I assume is my cum, before pushing a finger inside of me.
My moan rumbles in my throat, which is only intensified by his groan of anticipation. “I forgot how tight you are…” He brushes his mouth against mine. “But I didn’t forget how much you love my cock fucking you.”
He turns me around before grabbing onto my throat. My chest presses tight against the tiles as his hard torso leans against my back.
“You want me deep inside you, don’t you, Lucifer?”
I nod viciously. “Yes, yes, that’s what I need.”
His finger dips deeper and my hands move to the wall. “I love giving you what you need, want, and desire. You’re mine to give everything to.”
The absence of his fingers inside me follows the sound of him spitting, and soon, a thick pressure right at my ass. The cool press of the piercing at the tip of his cock disappears as he pushes inside me.
My hand slams against the wall as I groan through the pain and pleasure it causes me.
I love pain, especially when it’s him that gives it to me. He isn’t small, and it doesn’t matter I’ve not had him in so many years; I heal, and like every time we’d do it before, I don’t adjust to him.
But I want it. I want him, and every glorious inch of his cock he pushes into me reminds me of the fool I was for running away.
“Fuuuck, you’re taking me so godsdamn good, baby.”
My forehead rests against the wall for only a heartbeat before he catches my chin and drags me back to him.
That’s when he completely bottoms out. His hips meet my ass and the needy sounds I’m making only seem to drive him further.
The grunts he gives me in return do the same, sinking their claws deep into the center of me.
“Having you whimpering for my cock inside you, Lucifer, is such a glorious sound.” He pulls back ever so slightly and thrusts into me. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
Then he’s truly fucking me. He doesn’t hold back, and it’s exactly what I want; him dominating me here, because there’s no one I’d rather bend for than him.
He sucks and bites on my shoulder, each thrust harder than the last. The hand that isn’t wrapped around my throat drags down my abs, then up to my nipples, where he pinches hard, making me buck my hips into his movements.
He shifts just slightly, and that’s when he slams against the soft spot inside me. The one that grabs my stomach and ties it into knots. It sends a warmth rolling through my hips, and fuck, it makes my legs feel ready to crumble.
“Kayn—”
“Fuck, that’s it.” He changes his hold, one hand coming to grab onto my hair and his other against the wall beside mine. “I’m going to fill you with me while I consume what’s mine, little deviant.”
There’s no hesitation as his fangs sink into the apex of my shoulder. The instant draw of my blood into his mouth has me clenching around him. On instinct, my hand had shoots up to his hair, but not to pull him away. I drag him deeper into me, my skin, my body; all of me.
I can feel Kayn pulsing inside me as he groans against my skin. He’s close, but fuck I’m already there again. It takes no more than two hard thrusts against my prostate to bring me to my second orgasm.
He bottoms out once more, and a pressure I’ve missed has me holding my breath.
“Godsdamn,” he says just as he pulls away from feeding from me. “I’ve missed filling you with my cum.” He throws his hips forward once more, a very pleasurable sound accompanying the motion.
I can’t help but grin. His life force flows aggressively into me, like it’s missed being consumed. The outdoors—trees, fresh vegetation, clean air—all wash over my palate. That’s what Kayn is to me: fresh life and freedom.
I’m feeding, and I don’t normally talk while doing so. He tastes so good, but when I had him and Amarah… that was a dream. They blended so beautifully together it was as if they were created to be combined and I want more of it.
More of him.
More of her.
Bloody Beyond, I want us for eternity.
Kayn then slowly pulls out of me, and he turns me back to him. He drags us both under the falling water before pressing his mouth to mine briefly. “I do love you, Lucifer.”
I smile, and encircle his torso. “I love you too, Kayn.”
He chuckles. “Thank you for not being like Xera.”
My brow pops, confused.
“I definitely needed to hear you say it.”
He kisses me then, not letting me linger on anything but the taste of him.