Page 75 of Indecent

“Give me your wings, baby.”

Chaol’s dark gaze sharpened, and something like vulnerability flashed across his face. Nothing about him was human-looking when he wore his other form. Did he think Daniel disliked it? Or did he think Daniel would be too rough with the fragile appendages? Maybe he had something of a sadistic streak now, but the image of Chaol’s broken wing at the farmhouse stood out in his memory with vivid clarity. He would never hurt Chaol like that. Never.

“Do you trust me?”

Chaol nodded.

Daniel bit down on his shoulder just slightly. Just enough to feel the skin give. “Do you think I’ll hurt them?”

Chaol’s throat bobbed. “No. Not really. They’re just…”

“Just?”

“Sensitive. I’ve never worn that form during sex before.”

Liquid hot arousal filled Daniel’s veins. “Never?” He would give anything to have one of Chaol’s firsts.

Chaol’s eyes crinkled with knowing amusement. “Nope. But for you…”

He was already paler than normal, but the rest of the change came on gradually. His ears lengthened to a point. His eyes grew wider and darker while his nose shrank. His teeth sharpened, fangs extending further than the rest, and his mouth grew wide. A low, guttural growl left him as his wings grew, filling the air. Daniel raised up to give them room to fan out on either side of him.

The wings were larger than expected, really. He’d seen them many times already, of course, but in the confines of the bedroom, they seemed massive. They would have to be, he supposed, to hold a grown man’s weight. Much less two. They reminded him of a bat’s wings but solid white, the skin taut and leathery between delicate-looking bones. Fine veins webbed out under the thin membrane. The hooked claws at the top of each wing nearly grazed the vaulted ceiling. They stretched once and then curled close, parted slightly so Daniel could slip between them as he straddled Chaol’s hips.

Mesmerized, he grazed the soft, leathery skin of one with his fingertips, and Chaol purred, writhing under him. With both hands, he followed the thickest bone on the top of the wings to the joint on Chaol’s back, gently kneading the unfamiliar muscles there with his thumbs. Chaol went boneless, his wings sagging on either side of him.

“That feel good?” Daniel asked.

“Feels amazing.” Chaol’s guttural voice was muffled by the pillow. “No one’s ever done this for me before.”

That was a shame, because seeing Chaol so relaxed in this form was like viewing a piece of priceless artwork. Daniel was hard as a rock, his cock dripping with the need to be inside Chaol, and based on the restless way Chaol’s hips moved under him, he felt the same.

Wrapping his fingers around the base of each wing, he squeezed lightly. “Does this hurt?”

“No, not at all.” His wings beat once, halfheartedly, and a gust of wind billowed Daniel’s hair.

Daniel grinned. “Good.”

He spat on his length and guided it to Chaol’s ass with one hand, pressing mercilessly inside his tight, puckered hole. Chaol groaned, his wings shuddering along with the rest of him as Daniel sheathed himself deep inside.

“Thank fuck,” Chaol moaned.

Daniel blanketed Chaol with his body, kissing a line down his neck and to the base of his wings. He rolled his hips as he explored them with his mouth, kissing and suckling and nibbling. Chaol’s clawed fingers shoved the corner of the pillow into his mouth to muffle his moans. Tension lined his shoulders and arms, and his spine arched, hips meeting Daniel’s thrusts, giving away how much he was loving it.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” Daniel said, sucking a red mark into the delicate white skin and watching it fade away. “I can’t believe you’re mine.”

Chaol’s whines rose, filled with keening desperation that Daniel couldn’t ignore. He sat up, gripped the base of Chaol’s wings, and pounded into him hard and fast. One of Chaol’s hands disappeared under him, no doubt stripping his cock. Daniel dug his thumbs into the underside of the wings, right into the knot of muscle he’d found before, and Chaol seized as he came, his hole squeezing around Daniel’s cock.

Daniel’s eyes rolled back in his head as he filled Chaol’s spasming channel. His wings beat unevenly, the ends quivering above Daniel’s head. He leaned forward, kissing the joint of each wing and then the back of Chaol’s sweaty head.

“You okay?”

“Hnn,” Chaol moaned unintelligibly.

“Should I take that as a yes?”

Chaol nodded. Their bodies sagged to one side, and Daniel watched raptly as Chaol’s wings shrank back into his back, the ash-white color of skin warming to its normal pale cream. Daniel tenderly kissed both shoulder blades where the wings had disappeared, and Chaol gave a little shiver, shifting so he could look back at Daniel.

“You’re kind of incredible,” Chaol declared.