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His mouth, hot like a flame, engulfs the head of my cock and my mind short-circuits. My hips jerk and an inarticulate sound leaves my throat. Can’t remember… this. Feels… fucking awesome. Oh fuck… The only coherent thought right now is that Emrys—for all his gruff, rough exterior that speaks of an alpha always on top—sure has considerable skills in pleasuring other men and…
A shout escapes me when he drags the stud on his tongue along the length of my dick, then deep throats me like a pro.
After that, it’s over embarrassingly quickly. I don’t even have the presence of mind to warn him that I’m about to come. He swallows it all—another shock—and then sucks some more until I groan and paw at his head, trying to get him to stop as hypersensitivity hits.
Holy fucking hell…
The ceiling is spinning slowly in my eyes. My limbs are filled with lead. I couldn’t lift them from the bed if my life depended on it.
Fuck…
“Hey, Ash.” His voice slowly penetrates the fog. “Ash?”
“Wha…?” I try to focus on him and failing.
Slurring my words, too. Awesome.
After a moment, he leans over me, filling my vision. “I think this time it worked,” he says, looking pleased with himself.
“I couldn’t even tell you… my own name.”
A slow grin spreads over his handsome face and it leaves me as breathless as the orgasm he just wrung out of me. “Good. Going now.”
“What? Rys…” I make a grab for him and miss.
“The clarity won’t last long, Ash. Get up now and write all this shit down before you forget it again. Got it?”
“Got it.” I bare my teeth at him, letting my hand flop down on the bed. “I hope the task wasn’t too distasteful.”
He laughs quietly. “Fucker, I know your brain is like scrambled eggs right now, but trust me when I tell you this means something to me. And I hope to you, too.”
“I…” I frown, strangely pleased, despite the cryptic reply. A thought strikes me and I sit up. “Are you using this same method on the others?”
“Sucking their dicks, you mean?”
I shrug. “For example.”
“I might, if it works. Why, got a problem with that? Jealous, perhaps?”
“Nah.” I grin at him. “I was going to offer my assistance.”
His brows go up and then he’s grinning, too. “Deal.”
The next morning I sit in the classroom, my mind a thousand miles away. Something is off.
For example, I dreamed that Emrys had been in my room, that he had talked about magic, that he had gone down on me. It was a dream, right?
Doesn’t seem like something he’d do. Definitely a dream.
Then Ophelia walked me to my first class of the day and she seemed annoyed but I couldn’t recall why.
“You’re stubborn,” she said at some point. Maybe that was a clue? “You’re making me work extra hard. I’m not pleased but I’m also not letting you go, Ronan Ashton.”
I didn’t think she was going to. It’s very perplexing. She’s my girlfriend. What sort of hard work is she talking about?
“I’m grateful,” I told her and stroked her cheek only to have her push my hand away.
“Think of me during class,” she said and left.
