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“Lick his hole,” Mr. Blackburn said, and Galen held in a gasp. “Help soften him for your cock.”
Azriel’s whimper encouraged him to settle himself nearer to Azriel’s spread legs, yearning to touch him, and please him, but he wasn’t sure where to start. He knew what Mr. Blackburn was asking of him. He’d seen it happen once, when he’d come across two whores in an alley together, one kneeling behind the other with his face between his buttocks. Galen couldn’t help watching a moment too long.
He’d been wholly aroused, and now even more so because it was Azriel.
He leaned closer, the first scent of his skin hitting his nostrils. He smelled of the floral oils he always chose for his bath, but Galen felt like it was infused in his skin, into his very essence.
He ghosted his lips over the small of Azriel’s back before moving toward his crease, kissing each of his cheeks and using only his desire and instinct to lead him. As Azriel’s muscles twitched, he wondered how vulnerable Azriel felt like this, on display before him.
“Don’t worry. I shall take good care of you,” he murmured, and Azriel moaned.
Using the heels of his hands, he parted Azriel’s cheeks, flushing when his pretty, pink hole came into view. He’d never had the chance to look freely, and, in this case, he couldn’t get enough. “You are so lovely.”
At the first lash of his tongue, Azriel’s knees buckled. The act was so intimate, so naughty, that Galen’s face grew hot. When Azriel bowed his back and thrust his ass cheeks in his direction, he knew he would enjoy it immensely.
So he licked and kissed and lightly nibbled the sensitive area, eliciting a symphony of sounds from Azriel that made his skin buzz.
He flattened his tongue and continued to lave the skin around the hole until it was softened enough to poke inside. Galen heard two sets of groans, but only focused on the one closest to him, the only one that mattered in that moment, as he nudged more of his tongue inside. He could feel his prick stretching, his seed smearing across his abdomen, as he continued to please Azriel.
“Galen,” Azriel said with a sob as Galen breathed him in, his hands firm on his hips, his tongue buried deep. “Please.”
“Tell him, Azriel,” Mr. Blackburn said in a throaty whisper. “Tell him what you need.”
“Fucking hell. I need you…your cock…inside me.”
Galen’s chest squeezed tight at the sound of Azriel so desperate for him. And he felt even more besotted with the man. The thought struck like thunder in his chest. Right then, he knew with a great certainty that he would do anything to please him.
“Is he ready?” Mr. Blackburn asked.
“Yes, sir.” To be sure, Galen tested with the tip of his finger before nudging it farther inside, and Azriel moaned louder. Azriel sank to his elbows, panting heavily, and Galen brushed his fingertips over his skin to soothe him. That was when he saw the oil near him. Mr. Blackburn must’ve placed it there, but he’d been too involved in his task to notice. He was glad for it as he made quick work of rubbing it down his very stiff length, shaking with need to be inside Azriel.
Gripping his hip with one hand, Galen lined his cock with Azriel’s hole, then entered slowly. He shuddered as he did, the feel of his prick being enveloped by Azriel’s heat more than he’d bargained for. Azriel pushed up on his arms and thrust back, forcing more of his length inside, apparently feeling as eager for the contact.
He heard Mr. Blackburn curse under his breath, but he said nothing more, allowing them to proceed at their own pace.
“It’s such sweet bliss to be inside you.” He didn’t recognize the huskiness of his own voice as the whole world melted away and he was led purely by Azriel’s whimpers and grunts and the sounds of their bodies slapping together echoing in the room.
A need arose inside Galen to be even closer, so he circled his arm around Azriel’s ribs to lift his torso. When Galen’s chest met his back and their sweat mixed together, Galen sighed at the feel of skin on skin. He couldn’t help wrapping more of himself around him, kissing his nape over and over again, as he drove inside.
Azriel groaned. “Being connected with you like this is…ah, hell…it’s so deeply gratifying.”
Galen had never heard lovelier words spoken to him. His heart fluttered as he hummed against Azriel’s cheek, tenderly brushing his lips over his jaw.
And then his release was bearing down on him, and he feared he wouldn’t be able to hold back. He didn’t have much practice as it was, and being inside Azriel’s body was almost too much.
But Azriel’s enjoyment was paramount, so he curled his hand around his hip to reach for his cock. Azriel moaned, only needing a few jerks of his wrist before he was spurting over the top of Galen’s fist.
