Cooper shook his head furiously. “I—I can’t. Too soon.”
“You can,” Chaos insisted, clasping Cooper’s hands with his own as he fucked into him furiously. “Whatever I want. Whenever I want. Come for me, and I’ll fill you up so nicely.”
He put his lips to Cooper’s neck, then pressed his sharp teeth in—not enough to break the skin but a threat all the same.
That did it.
Cooper yelled out, his whole body trembling as his release shot between them, coating their stomachs.
“Yes,” Chaos breathed, his tail stiffening as his nodules swelled and then emptied into his shaft, shooting all his spend into Cooper. “Yes, yes, yes.”
He ground against Cooper’s hips, shuddering against him. Breeding his perfect, loyal summoner.
Not truly, sad as it was. There could be no hatchlings between human males and demon males, not even chaos demons. But it was fun to tease anyway. Cooper liked it, Chaos had learned—to be a little frightened when he was aroused.
And Chaos was very good at being a little frightening.
When Cooper’s shaking and trembling and little gasping sounds eased, Chaos withdrew, rising onto his hands and grinning down at him. “How was that?”
Cooper slung an arm over his eyes, as if to escape Chaos’s gaze. Chaos let him this time. “I can’t answer,” Cooper groaned. “I’m dead. You killed me with your demon dick.”
“Is that human speak for a very good job? Very good, very gentle, very human sex?”
“Sure. We’ll go with that.”
Chaos got to his knees, sitting back and spreading Cooper’s thighs so he could watch his spend trickle out of that poor, puffy hole.
Cooper didn’t even try to fight it. He just relaxed his legs into Chaos’s hold and let him do what he wanted.
Chaos grinned. Yes, he was growingveryfond of mating.
13
Cooper
There were feathers on Cooper’s pillow. Two of them, to be exact. Shiny and black and soft-looking.
He blinked, trying to clear the bleariness from his vision. Actually, now that he was seeing them up close, the feathers weren’t pure black like he’d thought before. There were threads of iridescent blue and purple weaving through them, glimmering in the morning light.
Huh. Cooper hadn’t known Chaos could shed his feathers at all. Maybe it only happened when he was…excited. Which he certainly had been last night. Excited and enthusiastic and about a thousand miles out of Cooper’s league, sexually.
After fucking Cooper into the most powerful orgasm of his life so far, Chaos had allowed him to recover—lulled him into a false sense of security, really—only to pull out Cooper’s Fleshlight and gleefully use it on Cooper’s cock until Chaos suddenly frowned, told Cooper that his mouth was “much too jealous” of the toy, and then proceeded to blow Cooper into a third orgasm so overwhelming Cooper had almost been in physical pain.
So yeah. Sex with Chaos was certainly…something, feathers or no. The intensity of his attention, the ferocity of his touch, the way he acted like Cooper’s body was a playground he’d never tire of exploring.
It was addictive, basically. Cooper could admit it now—he was in serious fucking trouble. It was going to hurt like hell when Chaos finally left.
But maybe Cooper needed that, even if it felt like the worst thing that could happen. He’d become so accustomed to loneliness, to the certainty that he’d never find a companion of his own, that he’d forgottenwhypeople wanted them so badly in the first place.
He was remembering now what the appeal was, to have someone of his own. Someone who was a friend he could laugh and game with, someone who would push him out of the comfort zone he’d kept so small these past years, someone who would hold him and fuck him and love him just as he was…
Cooper slid a finger along one of the fallen feathers—itwassoft, after all—only to have a whole-ass wing tip suddenly brushing across his cheek.
“You’re awake, puppy?”
Cooper craned his neck to look over his shoulder, where Chaos was lying on his side behind him, his chest to Cooper’s back with a few inches of bed in between them. They were both still very naked.
Cooper smiled shyly at him as Chaos folded his wing back. Although, it was ridiculous to be shy, wasn’t it, when Chaos had turned him inside out in a hundred different ways the night before? “I’m awake.”
