Page 31 of Wreaking Havoc
Sascha had already decided to trust him with his body when it came to healing. He supposed he’d have to trust him with the rest when it came to sex. Trust him not to let this thing between them grow too big for Sascha to handle.
He opened his mouth to speak, various pleas running through his head.Please don’t hurt me. Please don’t draw me in just to push me away. Please don’t crush me like a bug when you leave.
But Sascha couldn’t say any of that. So he said the next best thing.
“Take out your cock,” he ordered, making his tone as imperious as he could. “I want to see it.”
Kai flashed sharp teeth. “As you command.”
He lowered his trousers—the soft material much easier to manage than Sascha’s denim—and pulled out his cock.
And holy. Fucking. Shit.
Sascha swallowed, his mouth watering. “You really commit to a color scheme, don’t you?”
Kai’s cock was… Well, first of all, it was fucking huge. Had Kai really said if they weren’t on blasted sand, Sascha would be riding him right about now? Yeah, fucking right. That thing wasnotgoing to fit. No way, no how. Size queen card revoked. License expired.
And the size wasn’t the only difference from a normal human dick. It was blue, for one. A deeper blue than the rest of Kai’s skin, darkening to an angry violet at the bulbous tip. And it was…ribbed?
Sascha shuffled closer. Yep, those were ridges running along the length of it, like it had rings around it.Ribbed for my pleasure, he thought, with just a touch of hysteria.
And those ridges were pulsing in time with the beads of fluid leaking out of the head. The very large head.
Yeah, that thing is never fitting inside me.
“It will fit,” Kai told him silkily, alerting Sascha to the fact that he’d spoken out loud. Kai’s hand was circling the base, like he was offering his cock up to Sascha as a treat. There was no hair there—no body hair anywhere, Sascha realized.
“Howwould it fit?” he asked, more than a little mesmerized.
“Come closer,” Kai crooned.
Sascha dropped onto his hands, hovering over the monstrosity.
“Touch me.”
Sascha raised a hand and brushed it over the fluid beading from that dark, leaking cockhead. He gasped. “It’s…thick,” he murmured, rubbing his thumb and forefinger together.
Kai’s precum was a different texture than a human’s, thick and viscous, almost like…
“You havelubeleaking from your dick,” Sascha accused.
An amused rumble emanated from Kai’s broad chest. He arched a dark brow. “How else would one mate?”
Of course. How else?
Sascha brought his finger to his mouth. In for a penny, in for a pound. He licked gingerly. Smoke and… He licked again. Spice? Whatever it was, it made his lips tingle.
A low growl had his eyes darting back to Kai’s. They were glowing even brighter than before. “Why don’t you taste it from the source, Sascha?”
“I was getting to that,” Sascha told him, a little peevish. He was usually better at seduction than this, but it wasn’t every day he was confronted with demon dick, okay? He deserved a little grace.
He lowered his head and licked at the tip, keeping eye contact with Kai all the while. Oh yes, definitely spicy. He closed his eyes and licked again, smacking his lips a little. They were tingling so much now they were verging on numb.
“You toy with me.”
Sascha opened his eyes, narrowing them at Kai. “Just getting my bearings, hot stuff.”
He hid his grin as Kai mumbled the wordshot stuffto himself.
