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sad thoughts, neither of which Rylis wanted to acknowledge. When they reached Rylis s room, the Melanian closed the door firmly behind them, then pushed Tamrin up against the nearest wall, a growl of need escaping his throat as he pulled the taller male down for a meeting of lips that was anything but gentle. The Eth allowed the force, but it took long moments before those long-fingered hands slowly slid around Rylis s waist, pulling the Melanian closer against Tamrin s hard, muscled body. Rylis could not get enough of Tamrin s taste. It was beyond words; a passionate elixir that seemed to go straight to Rylis s head so that he stepped outside himself, more needy and careless with it than he could ever remember being in his life. He became a being of sensation, frantic for the next touch, the next taste. Wrapping his hands in the long white hair, he held Tamrin down, letting his tongue map every bit of the Eth s sweet mouth. Tamrin groaned, a rumble in his chest, and began to respond in full, pulling Rylis hard against him, half crushing him as he slanted his lips over Rylis s with more force. Rylis murmured against those lips, arching up for more, his hands releasing their prize for the purpose of feverishly working on the ties of Tamrin s shirt. He released the wings first, then the front, pushing the cloth off and drawing a deep breath as that creamy flesh was exposed to his gaze. His tongue laved over the nearest nipple, and Tamrin clutched at him, a gasp escaping. Rylis growled and caught the nub in his teeth, unable to get enough of the taste of his lover. Tamrin whimpered, and Rylis shuddered with the intensity of his own want at that small sound. The fact that he controlled the larger male, that Tamrin would do anything for him, was so very erotic. He pulled Tamrin down upon the bed, with eager hands making short work of the Eth s light pants. Then he stood back and stared with avid eyes at the vision spread before him. Tamrin lay against the dark covers of the bed, wings spread beneath him, one leg tucked up and to the side and the other sprawled over the side of the bed. His pale skin was flawless in the half-light of the room, and his wings seemed to glow ever so faintly in the dimness. His half-hard sex lay over his thigh, as pale as the rest of him, and it also seemed to glow. That difference alone made Rylis s body quiver with need even greater than before, and he had to swallow the urge to possess the body before him with such force that Tamrin would bear the marks forever. This was his. He removed his own clothing with impatient tugs, never taking his eyes from the Eth. Tamrin lay motionless, making no attempt to cover himself or flinch away from the heat in Rylis s stare. Indeed, he smiled ever so slightly, one hand reaching down to gently caress his shaft, before taking it in hand and slowly pumping it, his belly tightening with pleasure. Rylis paused, so taken with this image that he could have stood there all night. He had never counted himself a voyeur, but at this moment, the sheer beauty of the scene was etched upon his mind s eye. The Eth moaned, his fingers tightening upon his shaft, his other hand coming to cup heavy balls and stroke fingertips over the sac, the skin shifting and moving under the light touch. Rylis licked suddenly dry lips, breath shivering in his throat as he slowly knelt upon the bed and then stalked forward, his own shaft so hard it hurt, so close to explosion he was afraid to touch it. The Eth paused in his self-pleasure as Rylis came within touching distance, and then he abandoned his own body in favor of Rylis s. Rylis groaned as the long fingers caressed up his sides, the claws rasping lightly over his sensitive skin, leaving goose bumps in their wake. He dipped his head then, unable to resist any longer, and captured Tamrin s lips with his. Tamrin responded with a fierceness that took Rylis aback for a second, then caused him to growl in his throat, his lips slanting with more force over the Eth s. Tamrin arched beneath him, a silent plea that had Rylis shaking with the desire to possess, to utterly claim this ethereal being. Rylis ran trembling fingers up his own shaft, gathering large drops of moisture from the tip before presenting his fingers to Tamrin s entrance. The Eth froze, his body stiffening in instinctive rejection, before his expression smoothed and he seemed to consciously relax his large body to accept the intrusion. Rylis could wait no longer. He plunged the first finger in, little caring that Tamrin cried out more in pain than pleasure. There was only the need to be inside, to be gripped by that tightness, that heat. Two fingers speared deep, and Tamrin whimpered, hands leaving Rylis to fist in the covers, his face contorted as he struggled to accept the touch. Rylis did not care to prepare the Eth further. His own pleasure was paramount at that moment, and he simply hastily smeared moisture over the head of his shaft to accommodate entry, before placing his shaft at Tamrin s entrance and beginning to force his way in. Tamrin s expression became somewhat panicked, and he tried to draw away, his lust-filled eyes beginning to clear into expectation of pain. Rylis did not pause, his hands gripping Tamrin s hips cruelly tight as he jabbed his hips hard. Tamrin gave out a pained grunt, and his eyes squeezed shut before opening again, a hint of pleading in their depths as he looked at Rylis. Rylis froze, meeting those eyes, his hazy thoughts suddenly clearing. What in the hells was he doing? He had never been a gentle lover, true, but also never had he been brutal. Where was this coming from? He gritted his teeth, holding himself still, not sure what had triggered such selfishness but unwilling to unleash it once more. A clawed hand reached up, caressed his cheek. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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