Page 56 of Hellhound AU

Milo pulled back, looking outraged. “I’m not clumsy!” he argued, but he couldn’t keep a straight face and started giggling again.

“Nope, of course not,” I agreed.

“Did I ever tell you my first kill was an accident?” Milo asked.

I belly laughed at that, somehow not the least bit surprised. “You would be an accidental assassin.”

Milo’s eyes lit up at the sound of my laugh. “You don’t laugh much, boo. I’m gonna change that.”

“You’ve already changed a lot of things,” I said as I looked at him. “All for the better.”

“I love you,” Milo said, reaching up and giving me a kiss.

“Love you, too,” I answered.

We leaned in toward one another, kissing again, but less frantic this time. Our lips melded together gently, our arms wrapped around bare skin. We licked and nibbled at one another, and I thought how fucking lucky I was to have found Milo.

Eventually we made our way into the bedroom, and I pulled off my pants and then reached over to pull down Milo’s pants, getting on my knees to slip them off his feet. His cock was hard and glistening in front of me, and I couldn’t resist a small taste. My tongue darted out to lick at his precum, and I moaned at the flavor.

“You taste so good,” I murmured, then I swallowed him down, practically gagging myself on his cock. I swallowed around him, working my tongue and my throat and making Milo groan in pleasure. My own cock was hard and leaking, but it was too enjoyable to have my hands on Milo’s hips as I worked his cock.

I didn’t get far before Milo was backing up, his breath coming fast. He dragged me up to him and kissed me, the heat and energy almost frantic.

“I want you, Rowan. I want you in every way possible,” Milo murmured against my lips. “Let me fuck you while your tail works me open, and then I want you to fuck me and knot me. Can we do that, boo?”

I was dragging him over to the bed and pulling lube out of the nightstand before he was even all the way done with his question, and he giggled at me again. I smiled, loving the sound of Mio’s laugh.

He was clumsy and a terrible baker, and he got into impossible situations, but he had a pure heart and so much love to give. I was so fucking lucky, and I knew it.

I reached a hand back to prep myself, but Milo stopped me. “Let me, boo. You lay back and relax for now, okay?”

I nodded my head, laying on the bed and stuffing a pillow underneath my ass to elevate it. I spread my legs open, baring myself to Milo, and he moaned at the sight of me. He clicked open the lube, spreading some generously on his fingers, and then he was gently caressing my hole, the glide and wetness making little tingles spread throughout my body.

Milo bent down and sucked my cock into his mouth at the same moment a finger penetrated me, and I jerked at the sensations coursing through me. He kept his mouth light and teasing against me, just licking and occasionally bobbing up and down. His finger worked inside me, and then he pulled out and inserted two fingers, the pressure stronger but still pleasant.

With two fingers in, he found my prostate, pressing lightly against it. I gasped, and he murmured, “How’s that, boo?”

“Amazing. But I want you inside me,” I murmured, gasping again as his fingers pressed against that spot. “Please, Milo.”

Milo’s head came up off my dick, and he made me gasp one more time before he pulled his fingers out. I watched through hooded eyes, grabbing both my legs and holding them back as he coated his dick in lube. Then he was over me, pressing into me, the burn and stretch making me gasp.

He went to pull back, but I grabbed onto his shoulders, keeping him in place. It stung but there was also pleasure, a feeling of fullness, and I didn’t want him to stop. “Please, Milo,” I said again.

He leaned down and kissed me, and his teeth nibbled at my lips as he slid deeper inside me, slowly but surely finding his way in until I was full of Milo. Full of my mate. My dick jerked at that thought, and I grabbed Milo more tightly, breathing heavily. He stayed inside me, letting me get used to the feel of him, gently kissing my lips.

I shifted my hips, and it was Milo’s turn to gasp. “You ready?” he asked me, supporting himself above me on his arms.

I nodded my head, because I was always gonna be ready for Milo.

With that, his pace picked up, his hips thrusting in and out of me. It felt blissful, and my cock was hard against my stomach, but Milo was leaned up enough that it got no friction. I made a sound suspiciously close to a purr, and Milo angled his hips differently, hitting me just right. My head fell back in a rush of pleasure, and Milo kept his thrusts just like that, pounding against my prostate.

The pleasure was intense, but I couldn’t forget I had a job to do, too. I felt my demon tail uncurl from my back as it slowly reached out. It caressed Milo’s hip before finding its way to his ass. I’d forgotten the lube, but I let my tail slide in between us, gathering some up from Milo’s dick and making him moan in pleasure as my tail wrapped around the base of his cock while he fucked me.

Once it was slick, I reached back, gently stroking the tip along Milo’s hole, letting him get used to the sensation. His hips were a steady thrust, and pleasure was cascading through me. I never wanted the feeling to end, and yet I wanted to bring the same pleasure to Milo.

I grabbed Milo to me, dragging him down for a kiss and giving myself a moment so I didn’t come. Then I let my tail slowly penetrate Milo, the tip swirling around until it found that smooth, walnut-like gland inside him. Milo’s hips jerked, his thrusting going out of rhythm, and I chuckled against his lips.

“You’re gonna kill me,” he murmured against my lips.