Pleading desperation shines in his eyes as his ass flexes, grinding against the bed. Lips separated and pupils blown, he stares, and the burn of his gaze on my body is more intimate than any touch I’ve ever felt.
He’s crawled close enough for me to lean forward and pop a kiss on his lips before I lift again, my palms running over my chest as I ride the dildo. Fists tight in the blankets, his hips stutter forward once, twice, and a third time before his entire body tenses.
Eyes glassy and control gone, he fucks into the mattress so hard it jars the bed. Deep, aching tension coils in my core as Beau whimpers louder, no finesse to his movements as those frantic thrusts turn into a single, sweeping roll of his hips. A crackled, rasping shout snaps his head back on his shoulders as a shudder sends tremors along his spine and through his limbs.
Heat spreads in a popping, tingling detonation through the center of my body. “Did you just come, baby?” A single, shaky nod is all he’s capable of, still rutting into the bed as he quivers. The headboard bangs against the wall as I move faster, ready to join him on the other side of ecstasy.
“Wait,” he rasps, climbing to his knees. Cum slides down his thigh from underneath his shorts, and a wet puddle shimmers on the blanket. “Fuck me, Az. Finish inside me, please. Please?”
Frantic, borderline hysterical laughter rushes from my lungs. “You’re so tight, I won’t last two seconds.”
“Don’t care,” he murmurs, kicking off his clothes.
The slick noise as I slide off the toy is obscene, the heady scent of sex a cloud in the room. I lean over and drag my tongue over the cum on his leg, holding it in my mouth as he positions himself on all fours again.
After I remove the plug, I spread his cheeks and spit, filling him with his own release. “You’re sure?”
“Please,” he repeats, and I slide my jockstrap aside before positioning myself against his hole. It only takes a single push, his muscles so relaxed that I slip right inside.
“Oh, God,” I grunt, holding still as the tight, burning warmth compresses me. That heat that was sparking in my spine earlier erupts, launching itself straight to my balls as my cock throbs insistently.
Don’t come, Az, not yet.
Only the very tip is inside him, and I’m already struggling to hold back. A few deep breaths and a firm grip on the root of my cock allow me to regain a tiny bit of control, if barely.
Inch by inch, he takes me, fingers knotted in the sheets as flesh meets flesh. My eyes roll into my head as I pull back and bottom out once more. “You are so tight, baby,” I whine, my balls uncomfortably taut by the third thrust. “So good… you’re so fucking good.” The muscles in his shoulders roll as he reaches for his cock, fisting his length with a cry.
Hand moving frantically, he rolls between me and his stroking fist. Pleasure scattershots through my body, and I tense my muscles, trying to stop it. It’s too much, too intense, toodemanding,and I’m helpless against it. A strangled shout tears from my throat, his ass rippling with the impact as I thrust into him.
My entire body implodes, every nerve pulsing with the beat of my cock as I spill inside him. Loud, smacking wet sounds, and filthy, desperate grunts ring through the room as he jerks himself. His body is a vice around me as he calls out, shuddering once more before he goes completely limp.
I pull out of him, lick the cum from his hand, and spit it into his hole before I insert the plug again. Exhausted, we collapse onto the bed, doing our best to avoid the minefield of damp spots. He gathers me in his arms like a teddy bear, pulling the covers over us and tucking his face against my neck. “I love you,” he murmurs, and I grunt my agreement.
Sixty seconds later, we’re both sound asleep.
Chapter 15
Beau
Waking up in the Cherub realm for the first time was dreamlike, and it took me a moment to register that I was actually awake. In reality, it isn’t too different from being at home, only… softer. Like you’re staring at the world through a filter that makes it all a little more serene. The colors outside are soothing, the sun behind the screen of buttery-soft clouds so it’s never too bright, while a sweet perfume permeates the air—sugary like Azrael.
And then there was the way Az woke me.
It was still daylight when we roused from our nap, and I felt as if I’d slept a full eight hours. It made me wonder if days work the same here, or if sleep is simply better. Those thoughts were quickly silenced, though, when Azrael positioned himself underneath me. He stroked me with one hand while the otherworked out the plug, begging me to push the cum from my ass onto his chest.
I licked it off his skin while I fucked him, and we ended up in boneless puddles of satisfaction on the bed. It was there, curled up and sweaty, that we decided it was time to figure out a plan.
After a shower, of course.
“Will you get in trouble for having me here?”
Az gnaws at his lip, seesawing his hand in front of him. “Trouble is a relative term.”
“Do you need to take me home?” As much as I’d love to explore this place—a literalheavenly realm—I don’t want Az punished for bringing me here. Especially when I was the one who insisted on coming.
“Honestly? It would probably keep me from getting my ass chewed out,” he says with a nervous laugh. “But I also think if Micah sees us together, he’ll understand.”
“Micah?”
