Hades grinned. “Who says there’s going to be any coming?”
“Are you saying we’re just in here to make out?” Aaren kicked off his shoes just in case, his hole already wet.
“You may be right,” Hades murmured. He pressed Aaren back so he was lying down on the backseat. Then he grasped Aaren’s knees and spread his legs, fitting himself between them.
6
SUCKING MY SOUL OUT OF MY
All the airrushed out of Aaren’s lungs. “Y-you know, when you come between my legs like that, you give me certain expectations.”
Hades’ grin was sharp. “I would love to come between your legs. Repeatedly. I want to train you so your legs open for me on instinct, no matter where we are. You will learn to take my cock at a moment’s notice; you will leak my come even with your boyfriend right next to you. And you will thank me for it.”
“Fuck, that’s so wrong,” Aaren whispered. “And so hot.”
“Good boy,” Hades said. In the shadowy space above Aaren, he was huge and imposing, the heat of his body soaking through Aaren’s clothes. “I’m going to taste you now.”
He began at the crook of Aaren’s neck, pulling down Aaren’s shirt collar and sucking a kiss onto Aaren’s scent gland. Aaren gasped, the sensitive spot humming with pleasure.
“Want to bite you here,” Hades growled.
Aaren shuddered. “You can’t leave a mark.”
“No, but I can do this.” Hades bit lightly into that sweet spot, hard enough for pleasure to sear down Aaren’s nerves, but not enough to break his skin. Aaren cried out. Hades bit him again, raking his teeth over that spot until Aaren writhed. “Beautiful,” Hades whispered, sliding his hand under Aaren’s ass to lift him up. Then he fitted his hot bulge between Aaren’s cheeks, grinding down so Aaren could feel just how big he was.
“P-please,” Aaren wheezed.
“Yeah?” Hades bit him again. “You really like my cock.”
“I want it inside me.” Aaren clutched at him. “Opening me up, filling me so deep.”
Hades groaned. “You’ll love it, won’t you? My cock pounding you open, grinding down on your prostate so you scream and come on it.”
A helpless sound fell out of Aaren’s mouth. “Touch me. Touch me, please.”
Hades wound his fingers into Aaren’s hair. Then he pulled Aaren’s head back to bare his neck, closing his lips over Aaren’s pulse point. He sucked hard enough to make Aaren squirm, without leaving a bruise.
“Harder,” Aaren begged.
“I can’t unless you want a lovebite here,” Hades murmured. “Fuck, I’d love to give you one. Stake my claim where everyone can see it.”
He rubbed and squeezed Aaren’s ass, pushing his bulge more snugly against Aaren’s hole. He trailed his lips further up Aaren’s throat, nipping at his jaw. And he kissed his way to the corner of Aaren’s lips, his hot breath puffing on Aaren’s skin.
“Kiss me,” Aaren whimpered.
Hades slanted their mouths together in a filthy kiss. It was nothing like Aaren had ever experienced before; Hades nipped at his lips and flicked his tongue against them, wasting no time thrusting into Aaren’s mouth. He devoured Aaren there, sliding deep like how his cock would. Aaren panted, his legs spreading, his ass clenching. “N-need, need more,” he moaned into Hades’ mouth. “You keep claiming me with everything but your cock.”
“Fuck.” Hades exhaled harshly. He gripped Aaren’s hips and ground his hard cock against Aaren’s hole, their clothes muffling his touch. “Tell you what,” he growled into Aaren’s mouth. “I’ll give you my cock later tonight, after your shift ends. Fill you good and hard, show you what you’re missing.”
Aaren whined. “Want it now.”
“You can be patient for me, sweetheart. I promise I’ll make it worth the wait. There isn’t enough time for me to properly fuck you right now.”
Aaren throbbed. “Want to be properly fucked.”
“So you’ll be good.” Hades flicked his tongue into Aaren’s mouth, slipping his hand down the back of Aaren’s pants. His fingers found Aaren’s soaked hole, and he groaned. “Fuck, you’re all wet and ready for me. So perfect. I can’t think about anything but you. You begging for me, open under me, your pretty hole taking me so well.”
Aaren came in his pants, wheezing helplessly.
