Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 272(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 272(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
“Good boy,” Ryder murmured, relaxing his hold on Gideon. A shudder ran through him while a spike of pure pleasure shot straight to his throbbing dick. He was a good boy, and good boys got the best rewards.
Turning his full attention to his prize, he licked his way up the shaft and swirled his tongue around that hard, spongy head before swallowing him to the back of his throat. He and Gideon groaned in unison. Ryder felt so wonderful on his tongue. The silky skin sliding along and that thick girth stretching his jaw until he thought it was going to pop from its socket.
Ryder’s fingers tangled in his hair, alternating between caressing his scalp and painfully twisting, while Gideon sucked his dick. He couldn’t get enough. Ryder’s pubic hair tickled the tip of his nose and he caught whiffs of soap and musk. Gideon whimpered and moaned on his mouthful, wanting more. Part of him wanted Ryder to come down his throat, while the other part needed to be bent over and filled.
“More,” Ryder snarled above his head.
There wasn’t time to figure out what Ryder meant by that growl. Raw need had reduced Gideon to a mindless creature chasing pleasure. Whatever Ryder wanted, he could have.
His boyfriend tightened his hold on Gideon’s hair and held him firmly in place as he withdrew that perfect cock from his mouth. Gideon jerked forward, trying to chase after it, but Ryder didn’t let him budge an inch.
Instead, Ryder hauled Gideon to his feet, where his mouth was dominated by a sloppy kiss that tried to taste his soul. Gideon wrapped his arms around Ryder’s neck, throwing himself into the hungry kiss. Ryder released him only to shove away Gideon’s sweat pants and briefs, freeing his leaking dick at last.
While one hand roughly stroked his dick, the other kneaded an ass cheek like Ryder was planning to make bread with it. Oh God, this was so good. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been touched like this. His entire body was turning to molten pleasure and still, he was chasing more with each hungry kiss.
Ryder ripped his mouth free and nibbled his way along Gideon’s throat. “I need to fuck you,” he snarled, and Gideon nodded. He was beyond words. His body was on fire and his brain had completely shut down.
Somehow, they made it to the bed without falling over. Ryder ripped off the last of Gideon’s clothes before shoving him onto the mattress with a bounce. He pushed off his pants and threw them aside. Gideon lifted on his elbows, legs splayed, hiding nothing from Ryder, while his own eyes ate up every inch of the man currently digging through his nightstand. Ryder was glorious, with thick, powerful thighs, a flat stomach, and a slightly furry chest that he wanted to run his fingers through.
But right now, all his attention was drawn to the thick cock rising from a nest of black curls. His ass clenched at the sight, the emptiness aching to be filled.
Ryder tossed something onto the bed and it took Gideon’s poor, blood-starved brain an extra second to register what it was. A bottle of lube.
“Show me how you prep yourself so I can do it next time,” Ryder growled as he climbed onto the bed.
The big sexy man flopped down in a half-reclining position supported by the pillows, his hand seeming to go automatically to his erection that he stroked slowly. He looked like some decadent prince waiting to be pleasured, and Gideon was so happy to be the one to fulfill that fantasy.
He grabbed the bottle of lube, squeezed some onto Ryder’s cock, and added some to his fingers. He turned to face the foot of the bed on his knees, giving Ryder a perfect view of his ass. He started slow, just letting one finger tease the rim. When he pushed it inside, he moaned loudly. Gideon closed his eyes and imagined it was Ryder’s finger while listening to the slick slide of Ryder’s hand working over his own dick.
“Add another finger,” Ryder commanded, and Gideon shuddered as he did exactly as he was told. The combination of burn and pleasure threatened to send him over the edge, but he clamped on his need to come.
It felt so filthy, and he loved every second. Ryder’s eyes burned his skin as they took in everything he was doing.
But his wicked boyfriend was determined to burn up every last one of his working brain cells. He began talking in that low, deep voice of his.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this? Years. Every night I follow you to that cage, I want to stop you, rip off those tiny shorts, and fill your ass with my dick. I want to fuck you and fill your ass with my cum so every vampire and shifter in that place can smell that you’re mine. I want you to dance with my cum in your stretched-out ass, sliding down your thighs. Everyone has to know you’re mine and mine alone.”