Page 68 of Sweet Surrender
Not hard enough?Knight sped up, going harder, faster, until the bed began to rock with his motions. The obscene sound of their bodies slapping nearly drowned out the sound of Saint’s cries of pleasure.That good enough? Am I hitting it right, little rabbit?
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Knight husked out a laugh. He adjusted his position, one hand on Saint’s upper back gently pushing until he was lying flat on the bed, head twisted to the side on the pillows. He straddled Saint’s hips, holding onto his shoulders for balance, then roughly began to pound him into the mattress.
Saint was practically drooling, a muffled cry escaping his lips with every thrust. He looked gorgeous like this, brown skin flushed with heat and sweat, spread out underneath Knight, his fleshy ass cheeks dancing with each slap of Knight’s hips.
The constant strokes against his prostate and the pressure of the mattress on his sensitive, leaking dick seemed to be enough. Saint came with an almost anguished sounding cry, seizing up inKnight’s arms, clutching at the pillows for what looked like dear life.
The scent and sight of it was enough to tilt Knight over the edge, too. He didn’t stop thrusting as he came, gasping raggedly, shaking as he filled Saint up until it squelched, wet and messy between them.
They collapsed in a sweaty heap, panting hard.
Stay, Saint sent before Knight could ask. Knight sighed, gently kissing between his glistening shoulder blades.
It took several moments before they caught their breaths. Saint made a pleased little noise as Knight slipped out of him. He made another noise when Knight lifted his hips and buried his face between his cheeks, lapping at his used hole.
He gripped the pillows, whimpering, rocking weakly back into Knight’s mouth as Knight licked up every drop of his release. Neither of them got hard again, all fucked out, but the scent of pleasure was still thick in the room, both of them enjoying the act of Knight cleaning him up with his mouth.
Knight gently dropped his hips when he was done, feeling Saint’s deep sigh in his own chest. He moved to his side, and Saint shifted, shuffling into his arms, hand sliding up into his hair to pull him down for a kiss.
“So … this means you’re my boyfriend, yeah?” Saint whispered shyly, his hand cupping Knight’s face, thumb gently stroking his cheek.
“I should fucking hope so,” Knight teased.
Saint grinned and kissed him again. Knight rolled them over, his wings spreading wide, blanketing the bed. Saint laughed into his mouth as Knight pressed him against the mattress, losing himself completely to the meeting of their lips.
The scent of his happiness—oftheirhappiness—mingling in the air, was like paradise.
“Where’s our dog, by the way?” Knight asked when they pulled apart for air.
“Sharing custody of the dog, already?”
Knight laughed.
“I went to check on him after you left to ... complete the mission, and he was gone. Guess he got tired of waiting for me to open the door. I’ll have to make it up to him tomorrow.”
“We’llhave to make it up to him.”
Saint grinned again. He looked up, meeting Knight’s eyes. “You can help other people, right?” he whispered seriously. “Make other contracts? I just—I don’t want you to feel indebted or obliged to me. Or trapped.”
Knight had to kiss him again. “I won’t,” he whispered. “But yes, if it’ll make you feel better, I can make other contracts.”
“Okay. Good. And you still have your community in Hell.”
Knight paused. “Ah.”
Saint blinked. “Knight.”
Knight tried not to laugh at the suspicious tone. “Remember how I told you the nicquiris were the exact opposite of a sect? And I was afraid that if I asked for something else, I’d lose them? Well, I was proven right. I got caught coming from the mortal realm, and the unofficial leader banished me.”
“Oh, fuck, Knight. I’m so sorry.” He pressed a tender kiss to Knight’s collar bone. Knight felt the soft press of those lips like a brand on his soul. “Does that mean you can’t go back to Hell at all?”
“Not at all.” He snorted. “Ammon doesn’t have that kind of power, though I’m sure he wishes. I can go back any time. I’m just not a part of his community any longer.”
“Fucking asshole.” Saint huffed, throwing his thigh over Knight’s hips. Knight cupped the swell of his ass, pulling him closer. “Well, then,” he said, placing another gentle kiss onKnight’s jaw. Knight felt that one burn through him, too. “You’ll just have to make a new community here on earth, won’t you?”
His heart felt so fucking full. “I guess I will.”
