Page 46 of Sweet Surrender
He greedily took in that big, broad chest. His thick pecs and small tight nipples. His softly defined abs and fuck, that flushed, dark purple dick, with three ridges circling just underneath the head. The thought of how those ridges might feel inside him had Saint clenching in anticipation.
The way Knight was looking at him, eyes hooded, teeth sunk into his lower lip, made Saint feel incredibly sexy. It made him want to arch, to preen.
Knight cupped the full globes of his ass and used it to lift him up the bed to meet his mouth. Saint grunted, grabbing onto his shoulders for balance, while he burned with newer, higher levels of desire than he’d thought possible.
Knight cradled the back of his head, then dropped forward, his wings easing their momentum until Saint was lying on the sheets on his back once more.
He once again trailed kisses down Saint’s throat, his shoulder, then to the sensitive little buds on his chest. Saint cried out, arching into the heat of his mouth.
That feel good, little bunny?Knight spoke into his head, reminding him they were still telepathically linked.
“So fucking good.” Saint was almost sobbing. “Don’t you fucking stop.”
Knight sucked hard, then scraped his teeth along the sensitive peak, nearly sending Saint flying out of his skin. His hand flew up to Knight’s head, intending to grip his hair but found the solid curve of a horn instead.
Knight made a harsh noise, his hips jerking into the bed. Saint tugged on the horn, and Knight groaned again. Behind him, Saint could see Knight’s tail flicking sharply in the air, his wings arched high and wide.
Does that feel good, angel?Saint tugged lightly on the horn for emphasis.
Fuck. Yes. So fucking good. Angel?
Is that okay? Can I call you that?
Saint made a noise of surprise when Knight moved up abruptly, taking his mouth in a deep kiss.
His red eyes burned when he pulled away to meet Saint’s eyes. “I love it.” Saint couldn’t be sure, but it felt like Knight was blushing, which made Saint blush, too.
He arched when Knight dipped his head again, pushing his chest further into the wet heat of Knight’s mouth as he sucked and laved at his sensitive nipples, switching from one to the other until they were both throbbing and begging for mercy.
Then he kissed and sucked at Saint’s soft, round belly, going lower and lower until he was swallowing Saint’s entire dick whole.
“Holy shit!” Saint cried, his second hand flying to join the first, gripping Knight’s other horn. Knight growled against his dick, sending his hips jolting up at the vibrations. “Fuck.”
Yes, Knight hissed into his head. He threw Saint’s legs over his shoulders like they weighed absolutely nothing, his cheeks hollowing sinfully around his prick.Fuck my mouth.
Yes, please, Saint thought in response, his dick jerking. Gripping his horns for leverage, he began to rock his hips, fucking his dick into that plush, wet mouth. He glanced down, his lower belly quivering when he met the bright red glow of Knight’s eyes in the darkness.
“Oh God.” Knight began to bob his head, moving in time with Saint’s thrusts. His forked tongue slid up and around Saint’s shaft, concentrating on the sensitive underside. “Oh fuck, yes,” Saint rasped, his toes curling. “Fuck. Just like that. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
They kept up the eye contact until Saint was shaking and practically flooding Knight’s mouth with pre-come. He was arching, almost yanking Knight’s horns when the demon abruptly pulled off his needy length.
“No, fuck—” Saint’s hips thrust uselessly. The difference from the heat of Knight’s mouth to the cool air on his saliva slicked dick had him stiffening impossibly harder. “Oh fuck, Knight,please—don’t you fucking dare—”
Knight laughed huskily, going even lower, taking both of Saint’s tight balls into his mouth.
Saint fell back against the pillows, letting go of Knight’s horns so he could grip the sheets instead, his hips lifting into his demon’s mouth, his heels digging into his back, against his wings. “Oh fuck,Knight.”
Knight used the opportunity to slide his hands underneath Saint’s hips, cupping his ass and keeping him elevated off the bed as he moved his head even lower.
Can I?Saint could hear his desperation even through the link.
Please, please, please,was Saint’s frantic response.
The first touch of that slick tongue against his asshole nearly had Saint coming untouched. His dick leapt against his stomach, leaking clear fluid all over his belly, all the air driven out of his lungs.
Knight licked repeatedly at his hole, his tongue so slick and long and firm it didn’t take long at all before Saint’s hole had softened and opened up. Then Knight lickedintohim, thrusting his tongue inside, getting Saint wet and sloppy in seconds.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Saint was babbling, back to gripping Knight’s horn with his right hand, hips rocking into his mouth.
