Page 166 of Pulse Zero
They descend, aiming at the target I gave them. Cool shadowhands land on my ass cheeks and spread them. When something warm and wet sweeps over my hole, I have a similar reaction as Reese did.
“Fuck! Was that a fucking tongue?”
He smirks at me over his shoulder. “They were jealous.”
I’m fucking obsessed with the way he can make them feel however he wants. Maybe it’s only an illusion, but it’s a very effective one.
My mouth returns to Reese’s hole, eating him like I’ll never be fucking satiated. Meanwhile, the shadow tongue seems to copy my own, mirroring its movements. My tongue licks over Reese’s hole, and the shadow’s does the same to mine. I push my tongue inside Reese’s ass, and…
We moan at the same time.
While I keep exploring his ass with my tongue, the one inmyass feels as though it grows bigger, going deeper, until I’d be willing to bet that it’s the identical twin of Reese’s cock. It starts to thrust in and out of me, phantom hands gripping my hips tight. I haven’t found out if the shadows can leave bruises, but the thought makes me want their marks on me as much as I want Reese’s.
I get so lost in it all that it’s not until I feel my balls draw up tight when I realize we’ve both sunk so low to the mattress so I can grind my dick against the sheets.
And no one’s stopping me…
With the shadow cock fucking my ass, my dick getting all the friction it wants, and my tongue buried inside Reese’s hole, I fucking cum. Even as I spill onto the sheets, I don’t stop eating him. As the peak hits, I turn my head and sink my teeth into the globe of his ass, grunting as my balls empty.
“Did you just…”
He sounds disappointed, and I can’t help but grin at that as I release his flesh.
“Don’t worry, Reese.” I massage his ass as I take several seconds to catch my breath. “Give me a few minutes, and I’ll have my cock in your ass.”
He groans as he rests his head back down.
“Fucking brat,” he mutters. “Gonna edge you twice as long next time for that.”
“Not allowed. This is my free pass.”
I didn’t lie because after several more minutes of eating his ass and the shadows slowly, gently teasing my sensitive prostate, my dick is hard and ready to fucking go again.
By the time I get my head out of his ass—no laughing right now, Case—his hole is soaked with so much saliva I probably wouldn’t even need lube. But, then again, I don’t think he’s ever been fucked before.
“Lube.”
The shadows obey my hoarse and breathy command, throwing open the drawer of the nightstand and diving inside to grab the bottle, tossing it on the bed. I snatch it up, pop the cap, turn it over, and…
“Oops.”
Reese hisses as a flood of cool oil spills down his crease.
“Sorry.”
“You don’t sound sorry.”
“I’m really not.”
I shove two fingers in his ass, spreading the lube around and stretching him open.
“Fuck, Cason,” he moans.
That’s hands down the best sound I’ve ever heard in my fucking life.
“Have your shadows ever been here?” I ask as I slowly work in a third finger while I drench my cock in lube next. There are still shadows in my ass, but they’ve settled into a slow, steady rhythm that lets me concentrate.
Maybe it would be ridiculous for me to be jealous if he says yes. And maybe I shouldn’t have even asked. But while the shadows may belong to Reese, Reese belongs tome.
