Chapter 38 #2
“I will hear you repeat everything you said last night.” Leviathan snarled, his movements quickening.
His hand tightened so hard on his leg Cullen felt a dull ache start to throb through him, as if the bone was in danger of being crushed.
“If you can’t remember it, you’re going to have a very rough day.
” He circled his hips as he spoke, pressing deeper.
Cullen whipped his head back with a scream, his body throbbing with pain and need.
“H-hang on…” Leviathan’s teeth came down on his neck again, just scraping against his skin this time.
Cullen whimpered and struggled in his hold, trembling as he was slammed against the wall again and again.
Pressure was building in him steadily, making him gasp and moan, his breathing growing ragged.
“Tell me you like it here.” Leviathan breathed, his tongue tracing the shape of his ear. “Tell me you like me.”
“Stupid…obsessed…” He inhaled shakily as Leviathan bit down on his ear. “Bastard…”
“Yes.” Leviathan purred against his skin. “And you like it.” He gave a harsh thrust that had Cullen giving a shuddering cry, his body trembling viciously and the words pouring out of him before he could try to stop them.
“Yes!” He choked out. “Yes, I like it!”
“And you like this too.” He whispered, circling his hips again.
A harsh groan tore its way out of Cullen’s throat. “Yes.”
A quick, breathless laugh popped from Leviathan. “You liked being chased.”
His face grew warm and tears of shame started to flow. “Yes…” He whimpered as he pressed against his stomach again. “It’s too…”
“I liked chasing you too.” Leviathan murmured, his hand slipping around to his stomach.
Cullen shuddered at the hot press of his fingers, at the impatience to be touched.
“I would chase you to the ends of the earth, Cullen.” His mouth came down on his throat again, his lips hardly more than a gentle brush.
His tongue pressed against the spot; Cullen shuddered. Leviathan’s hand slid a little lower and, to Cullen’s shock, he felt something flick against him where his palm covered.
“W-what was–”
It flicked against him again and Cullen gasped, trying to turn his head to look, to see what Leviathan was doing to him.
His hand dipped lower and Cullen cried out in shock as something warm and wet sank down on his cock. “Levi!” He gasped, swiveling to meet his gaze.
The smile that grew on the demon’s face shot terror down his spine again.
“Surprise.” He murmured.
Something wet flicked against his cock, making him gasp and moan, his mind whirling at the sensation. The strangely familiar sensation. A tongue. Whispered that quiet, reserved voice in his mind. He has a mouth on his hand and your cock is buried inside of it.
He should have been disgusted. Should have been shuddering in revulsion and cringing and pushing away from the touch… But fuck, it felt good. Just as good as having Leviathan's actual mouth on him. It was messed up and terrifying but…fucking hot, too.
His body, wound tight and burning as if he were coated in fire, clearly thought so too.
“I knew you’d like this too.” Leviathan murmured, sounding a bit dazed. The tongue on his palm roved over his cock, licking and twirling and–
Cullen let out a shuddering gasp as his body tensed and bucked, his head whipping back to Leviathan’s shoulder as his hips bucked forward, sealing his hand between his groin and the wall.
The mouth on the hand swallowed, pulling him deeper as he emptied himself into it, and Cullen flinched, oversensitized.
“P…put me down…” He mumbled, swallowing to clear his throat. “You’re too deep…”
“We’re not done yet, pet.” He murmured. “What else did you say?”
“I-I don’t remember…” His voice broke. “Please…”
“You like it here.” Leviathan whispered back, ignoring his pleas. “You’re happy here. Say it.”
“No…”
He snarled and angled his hips before pressing deep again. Cullen let out a weak scream as he slammed into that sensitive spot inside of him, his cock quickly growing hard again as Leviathan pressed and pressed and–
“I’m happy!” He cried, clutching at Leviathan’s arms and thighs, anything he could reach while he was pinned like this.
Slowly, Leviathan drew back, taking the pressure off that sensitive place inside at the same time that he removed his hand from his cock.
Cullen sucked in a trembling breath and repeated, “I’m happy… here.” His legs shook. “I like it…”
“Good.” Leviathan whispered. And then he was moving again, his thrusts quick and hard, pressing Cullen up against the wall.
He whimpered and groaned, short grunts of pain and pleasure escaping him as Leviathan pounded into him, his cock angling to hit that spot again until Cullen was seeing stars and clawing at the wall to keep himself grounded.
“Cullen.”
He twisted his head to the side with a soft whimper and Leviathan slammed his mouth down on his, his tongue diving deep into his mouth. Cullen moaned into the kiss and slid an arm up, grasping desperately at
Leviathan’s hair as their movements grew brutal and quick. A breathy curse left his lips and Leviathan snarled, one hand tightening on his thigh while the other curled around his waist and squeezed.
“Mine.” Leviathan breathed into the kiss. “You’re mine…say it.” Cullen could have sworn it was a plea, that Leviathan’s gaze was soft, despite the harsh touches, the forcefulness.
The words came before he could stop them, his voice cracking a bit as it came out.
“I’m yours.” He breathed, his fingers gripping tighter into his hair.
“I’m yours.” Leviathan slammed his mouth down on his, a soft groan tearing from him as he shuddered and pressed closer, his cock throbbing inside of him.
Cullen winced at the wetness that spread inside of him, his mouth falling open with a soft gasp as Leviathan began to move again, pumping into him more slowly than before.
The sudden gentleness sent Cullen over the edge with a soft cry, his body jerking before it settled against Leviathan’s, his head falling back to his shoulder again.
The world quieted around them, nothing but the soft sounds of their breathing, their heartbeats.
“Let’s go back to bed for a little bit.” Leviathan whispered against his throat.
Cullen hesitated for a split second before mumbling a quiet agreement.