Page 19 of Endlessly Raphael
“Haven…”
“What do you like to bite? My chest? My ass? Not my dick, I hope. That probably hurts.” Reaching between us, he guides my cock into the crease of his ass. “Mm, you’re so sticky already. I love it. You must save a ton of money on lube.”
“You talk a lot, Haven.”
“I know.” He grins as he slowly rocks back and forth, teasing us both. “I talk a lot of shit, but I can back it up. I’m yours to do whatever you want with, Raphael.” He enunciates my name by syllable. “I want this night to be one of those you can’t believe happened the next day. I’ve waited a long time to meet someone who matches my… adventurous nature. Is it you?” He dots the tip of my nose with his fingertip. “I think it is.”
Wrapping my arm around his waist, I pull him close until our chests press together. Haven’s breath hitches as I tease his hole with my fingers. His eyelids droop and his lips part, but he nods.
“Yes,” he whispers. “Fuck me silly. Make me forget everything and everyone before you.”
Lining the head of my cock up with his rim, I push inside. Haven shouts, and I close my eyes as I sink into his tight, warm body.
“All the gods, Haven. Your body is a miracle.”
“Fuck, you’re so thick,” he murmurs, even as he starts rocking. “I love it. I want to be so sore tomorrow. I want to walk so funny that I’m embarrassed by it.”
Opening my eyes, I grin. “Aren’t you sore from last night?”
“Yeah.” He smirks. “I love it.”
“You’re a bit of a masochist, huh?”
“Only in the bedroom. I’m a princess out of it.”
I chuckle at that, then wrap my hand around the front of his neck and squeeze just barely. His eyes go wide before he relaxes into my touch, nodding with a pleading look in his eyes.
“You want me to hurt you, Haven?”
“Yes. Leave marks. I want to look in the mirror tomorrow and see what you did to me.”
“You’re sure?”
He tilts his head, dragging his nails across my shoulders, hard enough for me to notice. “Do I sound unsure?”
“No, but I’ve never been purposely rough before.”
“I’ve never let anyone have free rein either. It’s new for both of us. I can’t explain why, but I want this with you. I think you can give me what I really crave.”
I grip both his wrists in one hand and bring them around his back. He smiles, satisfied that his speech worked, and it did. I let myself go, giving in to my own restrained desires. I’ve always had to be so careful with mortals, and I still do as far as biting goes, but this man is capable of handling me at my fullest. At least I hope he is.
I toss him back on the bed and lift his legs before pushing inside him again. “Keep your arms above your head,” I command. “If you move them, I stop.”
He nods, biting into that bottom lip of his again.
“And stop biting your lip. Only I can bite you. Understood?”
“Oh, fuck yeah.”
Finally, after so much talking, I let loose, gripping the front of his neck and pounding into his body. His hole clenches around me, drawing me in and holding me there. I spit between us to ease the friction for him, but for me, it’s fucking paradise. It’s the Elysium Fields of sex.
“Fuck, Raph,” Haven murmurs as he bounces beneath me. “More, more, more.”
“More what?”
“Pain,” he whimpers. “Good pain.”
I pull out and flip him easily onto his stomach. He puts his cheek to the bed and his ass up in offering, and I happily slide right back inside his accepting body. Haven claws at the bedding, but I grab his wrists again, holding his arms tightly behind him as I work off centuries of pent-up desire.