LOGINDraco's mouth left his lips and travelled across his jaw, down his throat, pausing at his pulse point. The demon's tongue pressed flat against it, and León's hands tangled in that dark hair, holding him there. Draco's breath was cool, his lips cool, but the trail they left burned.Draco's tongue traced a path through the sweat and the residue of blood, cleaning him with a reverence that made León's eyes sting. The cuts stung where they were touched. Draco paused at his nipple. He circled it once with his tongue before he drew it into his mouth. León gasped, and his back arched involuntarily. The suction was gentle, almost teasing, and Draco's hand came up to cup his other side, thumb stroking the sensitive skin, giving equal attention.“Draco,” León whispered. The name felt strange on his tongue because he didn't know if he had the right to use it.Draco's silver eyes flicked up to his, and something in them flared. Approval, maybe, or hunger.His mouth continued downward, dipping int
He picked up the pace, his hips slapping against León's ass. León gripped Nikolaus's hand so hard his nails were digging in, but Nikolaus didn't flinch. He just held on as he murmured encouragement, telling him how good he was doing, and how beautiful he looked being filled.Then Finn pulled out entirely. León cried out at the sudden emptiness, his body clenching around nothing, and before he could beg, Fyre was there, guiding León onto his back and spreading his legs wide. Finn moved to León's head, his cock slick and heavy, and León understood without being told. He opened his mouth, and Finn forced his cock into it. Fyre's mouth closed over his cock at the same moment Finn thrust into his throat, and León almost fainted from the intense sensation.Fyre's throat worked him fast, pulling him toward the edge, and León tried to warn them, but Finn's hand was in his hair, holding him still, and Fyre didn't stop. He didn't slow down until León came with a muffled scream, his release spi
Finn's throat worked around him, and a low moan vibrated through León's entire body as his hips bucked helplessly. He was close already. It had been too fast the first time, and it was quick now, but Finn's hand pressed down on his hip, holding him still, and the pace slowed.Finn pulled back until only the tip remained in his mouth, and León sobbed at the sudden loss of heat.“Not yet,” Finn said, his voice rough, his lips red and wet. “You come when I say you can come.”León's chest heaved. Finn was just looking at him, waiting.“Say it,” Finn commanded.“Say what?” León asked with a frown. His frustration seeped through. He wasn't even trying to hide it. “Say 'I'm yours.'” Fyre traced the edge of the cuts on his chest, and León gasped. “Say it, little one. It's easier once you do.”Nikolaus squeezed his hand. “We've got you, bird. Just let go.”Draco's cool fingers brushed León's cheek, turning his face toward the silent demon's silver gaze. In those endless eyes, León saw no judg
“So responsive,” Fyre murmured against his throat. “You feel all of it, don't you? They never touched you like this in that village, did they?”León shook his head, tears spilling down his cheeks.“They were fools,” Nikolaus concluded as he wrapped his hand around León's cock. “To have something so beautiful and never know what to do with it.”He stroked once and León, who had never touched himself before, came apart. It was too fast and too much. The pleasure crashed through him like a wave he couldn't outrun. He cried out as he arched his back and spilt over Nikolaus's fingers.“That's it,” Finn growled. “That's how you start.”Nikolaus lifted his slick fingers to his mouth. He held León's gaze as he licked them clean. “Sweet,” he said. “Sweeter than I expected.”León's face burned. He tried to look away, but Fyre caught his chin, turning him back to face the room.“No hiding,” Fyre reminded him. The quiet one moved.León hadn't seen him approach. One moment he was standing by the
They stripped him at the altar. The village elders didn't even look at his face as they did it. They ripped the linen tunic down the centre and pulled his trousers to his ankles. They left him naked and shivering on the cold stone while the torches spat and sputtered in their iron brackets.León's eyes were bloodshot. He had been begging and crying since they dragged him away from his house, where he was having a peaceful sleep after a day of toiling in the sun. To think he woke up to a scene he had dreaded from the moment he heard whispers from the women about a sacrifice for the demon kings who protected their village.While he was trying to find a way to escape, even though he didn't know how he would achieve that, the priest said words in a language León didn't understand, and the air changed.It thickened and grew heavy. León's breath came in short, shallow gasps. His hands were bound with rope that bit into his wrists, and he couldn't cover himself; neither could he hide the way
Cole smoothed the slick over his length and worked it slowly. The latex of the glove was slippery and the lube cool. He watched Zach’s shoulders hitch with silent sobs.He moved behind Zach and placed his left hand on the small of Zach’s back, feeling the flinch under his touch. With his right, he guided his cock towards their destination. The swollen head of his cock pressed against Zach’s clenched hole.Zach screamed behind the tape, and he tried to push back, to arch away, but Cole’s grip on his back held him firm.Cole leaned his weight forward. He pushed, and the muscle resisted. Zach’s body shook, his legs splaying wider as if to escape the invasion, and a groan tore from his throat.Cole felt the moment it gave way. The tight ring stretched around the crown of his cock, then swallowed it.He stopped, buried just past the head. The heat inside was shocking, a clenching, vice-like furnace. Zach’s body trembled around him.Cole let out a slow breath. His heart hammered against his
“Listen up.” My voice carried in the silence. “You see this man? He's not your captain anymore. He's mine. My bitch. And if any of you forget that, you'll end up just like him.”Nobody moved. Nobody spoke.I turned Dante around to face them. His head hung low, his shoulders shaking, but I grabbed a
A bullied private takes what he had been craving since the moment he met his captain.....The boot came down like it always did, with the hard leather sole grinding into my bare toes. The edge of the heel dug into the bone just below the knuckle. I'd been standing at attention for ten minutes whil
It didn't take me long. I knew it wouldn't. After I left his office that fateful day, I returned home and masturbated, then wrecked my hole with my toys, but it was fucking not enough. I even tried to sleep with my roommate, but I didn't get that rush and satisfaction I felt with Mr Brook. Which w
The question caught me off guard. I blinked, and his eyes held mine, unreadable, waiting. I didn't know the answer. I didn't know if I trusted him. I knew I wanted whatever he was going to give me, and the mark I would get after this. There was nothing like trust between us, but I still gave a sma







