Page 123 of The Heart of Winter


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"Beautiful. And looks so tight," I murmured, feeling an intense urge to dive into it—an urge that almost took my breath away. My blood pressure soared as my eyes fixed on that pearly little ring.

"It hasn't been used in years."

"I thought you said you and Finn—"

"We… since we became fuckbuddies, we hadn’t done anal. Neither of us wanted to give in. Our encounters were all about blowjobs," he muttered. "So, the last time was about eleven years ago."

That, I didn’t expect, and I simply couldn’t resist the temptation. It was just too strong. I leaned in and gingerly kissed the spot, causing Winter to gasp quietly.

"Wh—what are you doing?"

"You know what I'm doing," I whispered in a low voice.

With each passing second, I became more turned on. My lips were now practically mouthing his hole, caressing the delicate, pearly tissue.

"Damn, this is beautiful, like the silky bud of a jasmine flower," I breathed out, hardly pausing as I showered it with open-mouthed kisses.

Winter remained silent, letting me massage his rim, but his breathing significantly deepened. Finally, I pressed my pointed tongue against his sphincter and slid it in.

Winter moaned quietly again, but he didn’t stop me. I could sense his desire—so shockingly palpable—like I’d never sensed anyone’s before, as if I were in his mind.

Winter wanted me, he… wanted meinsidehim!

My tongue fucked him unhurriedly; I took my time kneading his rim with it. The tissue swelled slightly, almost like an omega’s, relaxing and opening up.

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"Winter, fuck, can I…?"

"Yes!"

That sounded like an invitation to heaven, and I just had to follow it. I reached for one of the four precious lube packets I had, but one glance at my cock, glistening with pre-cum, told me they wouldn't be necessary. I positioned myself between his spread legs, my pulse pounding in my ears, anticipation brewing. My cock throbbed impatiently, veins bulging, and my face likely flushed.

"My prince, I want to be inside you so badly…"

"I allow it," he whispered, almost in character.

I gathered my pre-cum and slid two fingers into him. Winter whimpered softly. He was really tight, and I knew I needed to spend a bit more time there.

As I fingered him, I searched for his prostate, or what I assumed was his prostate, by observing his reaction. Pressing and massaging it, evoked his small, breathy sounds.

Winter hadn't climaxed yet, but I could sense the building tension in his body, a yearning for release. I wanted to give him all the pleasure, so I stretched the prep out, being patient, careful not to cause any discomfort. Eventually, I withdrew my fingers, unwilling to wait any longer. I lined up my cock, gleaming intensely with pre-cum, against his hole.

That moment was beautiful, kind of magnificent, and so very… first. I rose above him, even the pain in my foot couldn't stop me. I pressed against his tight entrance.

"Going in, Winter."

"Yes."

Taking a deep breath, I thrust forward.

And…

My entire body shuddered as I sank into Winter.

A long moan escaped my lungs, as my loins were pierced by a powerful wave of pleasure, my cry mingling with Winter's.

His hole clenched and rippled around me; I realized we'd both climaxed instantly!