22. Fenric #3
“Lirion!” Fenric growled between clenched teeth. He squeezed his eyes shut and put all his concentration into holding back the orgasm steadily building. “Didn’t anyone teach you not to play with your food?”
The wicked man chuckled and tightened his grip around the base of Fen’s dick as if he just knew Fen was on the verge of coming. “Did you know that with my skill and magic, I can make you come several times tonight?”
“And if you kill me, my friends might not be as willing to help you with your problem,” Fenric snarled, his eyes popping open.
Lirion licked his lips and Fenric shuddered. He was balanced on the goddamn edge.
“Then next time,” Lirion promised.
Yep, the incubus was going to kill him with sex, and Fenric was sure it was going to be glorious.
Lirion stopped stroking him to lick and kiss his way down Fenric’s body. Fenric tried to relax and enjoy the feel of those lips as they moved down his happy trail and gave his dick some serious attention.
When Lirion finally straddled him, Fenric was happy to note that sweat glistened on Lirion’s skin and his face was handsomely flushed.
Those beautiful eyes were blown wide, the black pupils swallowing up the ocean blue.
Lirion made quick work of stretching his hole and slicking himself up with the oil he’d grabbed at some point.
A moan escaped the incubus, and Fenric became desperate to hear more and much louder.
It wasn’t enough that Lirion had gotten him this turned on.
He wanted Lirion to be as desperate and turned on as him.
Sex was only fun when both people were lost to the heat and passion.
“Ready?” Fenric asked, his husky voice shaking slightly.
“So ready,” Lirion bit out as he straddled Fenric and sank down onto his cock, taking him deep into his scorching tight heat.
Fenric’s brain melted but his eyes didn’t move from Lirion’s face as he watched a look of pure bliss fill his features.
The ecstasy was unmistakable, his eyes heavy lidded as he started rocking.
Fenric couldn’t recall anything ever feeling so amazing.
He didn’t know if this was incubus magic or simply the magic of Lirion.
He thrust upward, moving with Lirion, reveling in the slap of damp flesh.
The scent of sex and something sweet that was all Lirion filled the air.
The bed groaned and squeaked under them, but he didn’t give a damn.
Let all of Bjornkill hear them and be jealous.
He never wanted this to end. It didn’t matter that they were going to be fucking for the next several months. This moment was too perfect.
But the last of his stretched control was burning up too fast. The tight tingle at the base of his spine was becoming so sharp.
“Lirion!” he barked, trying to give him some warning.
The incubus grabbed his head with one hand and slammed their mouths together in a desperate kiss that shredded all hope of fighting back the orgasm.
Fenric’s control shattered and he shouted into Lirion’s mouth as he thrust up, burying himself in Lirion’s tight ass.
Lirion gave a hoarse shout as he came hard the next second.
Fenric registered that the man could come from his ass alone and then just let himself be sucked into the afterglow.
Even with them doing it at this easier pace, sex with an incubus was clearly a completely different experience. Fenric had never felt this mellow or satisfied with sex before in his life. Damn, no wonder people paid good money for an incubi courtesan.
Hm? Oh, Lirion was collapsed on his chest, snuggled in and damn near purring. Wait, was cuddling a thing for him?
“Cuddling something you need?” he asked, his voice husky.
“Absolutely,” Lirion murmured, his arm tightening around Fenric’s waist briefly. “It’s like a fine dessert. Afterglow is delicious.”
Fenric wanted to just accept this and go back to lying there like a limp noodle, but his bullshit alarm was going off. He had a feeling Lirion was playing with him.
“That was bullshit, wasn’t it?”
Lirion sniggered against his chest. “Sexy Eyes, your ear for bullshit is finely tuned.”
Fenric pushed at his shoulder—not hard, but enough to show his exasperation. “You bastard.”
Still sniggering, Lirion lifted himself off and smacked a kiss against Fenric’s mouth, eyes sparkling. He really did look better, flushed and healthy.
“Thank you for being willing to cuddle, at least. I’m off to my room. Join me if you find the energy for round two.”
“You say that like you didn’t just drain me dry.” Fenric groaned. “Asshole. Go away.”
Lirion chuckled, not denying the accusation. He scooped up his clothes and walked naked to his own room, not a care in the world about being seen. Then again, the man had nothing to be ashamed of. His ass alone was a work of art, still wet from Fenric’s release. Fenric’s cock twitched at the sight.
Seriously shameless, that one. Fenric could tell the next few months were going to be very interesting.
Was it bad that he was looking forward to it?