"I do want to make you feel good," I said. "I love you."
"I know," he replied, and that gorgeous, seductive smile was back. "I want to make you feel good, too. And … I'm excited to feel what you can do to me. Please." He shifted his body, pulling the remainder of the robe off, and then arched his back a little, exposing himself to me. "Don't hold back."
I didn't. No longer able to withstand my desire, I sank down onto him, sliding my mouth and hands all over his smooth, pale body, probing his mind to see exactly what felt good and where he wanted to be touched. He felt so good under my mouth, and I felt I could continue pleasuring him like this forever, but suddenly, he pushed me away and rolled us over.
"That's not fair," he complained with a little smirk. "I want to see you, too." He began to strip me of my clothes, running his hands over my skin and smiling as he did so. "You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen," he whispered. Then he bent his head to my chest and began to trace the line of my torso with his tongue, and then down, lower, until I could barely think from the pleasure. Before I could process what he was doing, he had undone my trousers and dragged them off of me.
Hale made a low, pleased noise when he saw me fully erect and wanting him, and I barely had time to remember Draeden's warning—that anyone who saw me would want to put their mouth on me—before Hale was doing just that. His mouth was warm and wet and firm, and it was obvious he knew exactly what he was doing. He was moaning a little, too, and with my magic, I could sense that he was enjoying it almost as much as I was.
I had never felt so out of control before, my body convulsing and jerking under Hale's mouth, completely separate from my mind. Part of me was terrified and wanted it to stop, sure my body couldn't withstand this much intensity … But it felt so amazing. I couldn't stand the thought of Hale ever stopping. I just wanted to lie like this forever, my hips bucking as waves of intense, almost painful ecstasy swept through my body.
Unfortunately, it couldn't go on forever, and Hale drew me out of his mouth before I had the chance to climax. "Come now, Marcus, darling," he teased, smiling at me as he licked his lips. "Don't be selfish. I have to have something for myself." He sat up and slid closer to me, and I was almost overwhelmed by how gorgeous he was, how smooth his body was under my hands, how soft his lips felt as he kissed me.
Then, suddenly, Hale broke away from me, and I sat up a little to see him reaching for a small bottle on the night stand. He uncorked it easily, and then his hands were sliding deftly over me, the sensation intensified by the addition of a soft, warm oil.
Our eyes locked, and he smiled a little, and then moved to straddle me. He began to slide himself downward, and suddenly I could feel his opening pressing against me. I could still feel what he felt, I realized, and what he felt right now was … desire. Desire so strong it nearly took my breath away. I couldn't possibly deny him this one moment longer, not when he needed it so …
Moving on an instinct I didn't even know I had, I began to slide inside of him. I moaned as I did so, the feeling intense and overwhelming. I reflexively tightened my fingers on his hips, and leaned forward over him. I hoped it didn't hurt him—no, I knew it didn't. I knew exactly how good it felt for him. He was rocking his hips, sliding on and off of me, and he tightened around me as his pleasure intensified. I begin to drive into him, slowly at first, and then quicker and harder.
"Hale!" I hissed, and he shook his head, sliding his hands down my back, digging his fingers into me. His head was thrown back, a look of exquisite pleasure on his face.
"No, no." He bit his lip, moaned, and then cried out again, and then again, louder, "Oh! Oh, yes! Yes, there!"
I forced more pleasure into him, almost recklessly, wanting to see how intense I could make it. His body was hot and tight around me, and our movements soon became frantic and desperate. A moment later, Hale cried out and I felt his body begin to shudder. His orgasm surged through me, and I moaned and thrust into him once more, before my mind released his completely, and I felt nothing but heat and light and Hale around me.
After a moment, I loosened my grip on Hale and slid downward to rest my head on his chest. We stayed that way for a long time, until I finally had the strength to sit up. I pulled Hale up with me kissed him gently.
"I'm going to take you away with me," I said when we eventually broke apart. "We can travel the world, and you can see everything you ever wanted. Would you like that? Will you come with me?"
Hale smiled, his eyes bright and blue and beautiful, and hugged me again.
I knew before he said it what his answer would be.
Fin
About the Author
J. K. Pendragon has always had a deep appreciation for both fantasy and sex, so when she discovered that she could combine the two, she immediately got to work writing smutty fantastical stories. She currently lives in Canada with her girlfriend and her cat, where she attempts to change the world, one gay sex scene at a time. She also loves to answer questions, and get comments and feedback. You can reach her at the email address [email protected].
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