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Roth’s voice sent tingles up his spine. They hadn’t really had much time to talk or be alone together since before they left for the dragon realm, at least not while conscious, and he found himself feeling unsure of where he stood. How long had they been asleep, anyway?
His brain stopped its questions the moment his lover’s lips skimmed over his ear and down his neck. The instant he felt the delicious sting of teeth nipping at his shoulder his hips jerked so hard he just about put a hole through the wall. Pre-cum would definitely leave a stain on the purple wall, but he didn’t care.
Athon tried to shift his body, to turn over, so he could face his lover . . . and failed. One strong hand gripped his left hip, another wove through his colorful hair and held tightly to his scalp, pinning him in place. Which was totally unfair because his palms itched to caress Roth’s perfect body.
“Uh-uh, not this time, Ath. Remember that time in Venice? In the backroom of that merchant’s place just before his daughter’s grand ball? You were so desperate to have me in your ass you begged, said you’d do anything? I was desperate, too. Maybe even more than you as I watched you unbutton your trousers, put your hands on the wall, and looked back over your shoulder at me. Your eyes were full of lust and love, and so many emotions I can’t even begin to put names to them all. Do you remember?”
Every word out of Roth’s mouth felt like a touch to his cock as they sent him back in time to a simpler place. A place before Mara, before a wall had gone up between them.
“I remember, Az. You gave me exactly what I wanted. You always did.”
“And I always will. I may have been a blind fool for a while there, but I want us back, Ath. I want us back, and whatever the future holds. I’m tired of being afraid, even as I fear what that may mean.”
“We’ll do this together. I promise you, I love you, Azaroth.”
“I know you do, never doubted it, Ath. Right now, though, you’re going to give me that tight ass of yours, and I’m going to make you come so hard you see stars. Do you understand?” Roth growled sexily.
“Just like Venice?” asked Athon.
“Just like Venice,” Roth confirmed.
“Yes, Az.”
A fast sharp pain lashed across Athon’s firm buttock, shooting sizzling fire through his blood.
“Sorry, Sir. Won’t happen again, Sir.”
“Good. Now, get on your knees, Ath, and turn around.”
As he moved into position he watched Roth rise to stand next to the bed and face him. The male was absolute perfection. There was not a feature, not a freckle with which fault could be found. The male’s lips called to him, oh how he wanted to kiss them, taste the sweetness of them. Like a drowning man needed air, he’d been too long without a consistent supply.
Roth fisted a handful of Athon’s hair and dragged him forward. Bending down, Roth claimed his lips in a primal kiss of raw power and passion. With one last nip and lave of his lower lip Athon found himself released, air flooding back into his gasping lungs. Roth guided him off the bed and onto his knees on the rug covered floor.
“Ath?” Roth’s voice was commanding.
“Yes, Sir?” Athon meekly replied.
“Your mouth should be around my cock. Now!”
He didn’t have to be told twice. Roth’s magnificent cock stood tall and proud, jutting out from his body, pre-cum already clung to the tip, glistening deliciously. Athon licked it away and moaned deep in his throat. The taste . . . divine.
He teased Roth with little flicks of his tongue, swirled it around the head, under the mushroom-like rim and traced the veins along his cock’s length. Savoring Roth’s every groan, and thrusting attempt for more contact. He kept his hands on his thighs, knowing better than to touch without permission. Unless he wanted his punishment, and admittedly he usually did.
“No, not like that,” Roth growled, his hand once again found the top of Athon’s head, and tilted his face up.
“Suck it like you mean it.”
Roth gripped the base, lined up Athon’s parted lips, and pushed his head down. His hand slipped from his cock and Athon felt the warmth of his palm caress his throat, he was sure his lover could feel the thick mass thrusting in and out of his stretched throat.
Too long had he been without. Not just without Roth, but without anyone. Without Roth, and the promise of his love and their future he’d avoided all others. Oh, he’d given the illusion of sexual activity, else he’d never have heard the end of it. Still, there was only Roth, and the hope for their future triad.
The hot, hard glide of Roth’s cock in his throat was amazing. The thick length stretched his mouth wide. He choked repeatedly, his gag reflex out of practice. Yet, his eyes stayed locked on Roth’s as he breathed through his nose, his tongue still swirling around the underside of his tasty meal.
The thrusts started coming faster, harder. The grunting sounds of Roth’s desire pulsed within Athon’s own untouched cock, and sent him closer to the edge of release.
Too soon Roth withdrew from his mouth, despite his desperate attempt to latch onto the bulbous head with his lips.
“What do you want, Ath? Tell me, beg me, and it’s yours,” Roth offered.
