Page 50 of A Cursed Heart
I reached for his face to taste his lips while I adjusted my position so I was straddling his hips. Now that I’d started kissing him, I didn’t ever think that I could stop.
His fingers trailed down my back in a sensual motion. He cupped my ass cheek, giving it a squeeze and eliciting a laugh out of me. I could feel his grin as he nuzzled my neck.
“Would you like to prepare me to take you, or should I use magic?”
“Um… I’d like to try.”
“Alright. Should we move up the bed?”
Standing, I took a step back to watch him climb up the bed, discarding the towel on the floor. He was all long, lean limbs with just the hint of muscle. As I watched, his tail formed, swinging behind his peach of an ass until he turned to lie on his back with his head on the pillows.
His smile was devilish. “Come here, Ry. I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”
“Do we need condoms? I tested negative a while ago. There hasn’t been anyone since.”
“No. I’m not human, remember? Besides, my magic would heal anything.”
My legs were shaky as I climbed onto the bed to lie next to him. “Relax,” he urged as he cupped my nape and drew my lips towards his.
We fell into the kiss and the touches that followed. I tried to relax and not show my nerves with tentative touches. It was easy after a while, given how turned on I was just touching and being touched by Mal.
He opened his legs when I stroked his cock, inviting me to explore his balls, taint, and then his hole. There wasn’t a trace of body hair, which was slightly weird but I guess practical. I ran my fingers over his entrance then startled when he shoved the lube at me.
“Hurry, Ryan. It’s been such a long time. I need to feel you.”
I laughed when I made a mess with the lube by squeezing the bottle too hard. Mal grinned, then used his magic to clean it up. “Handy. Ah, fuck, you’re tight,” I groaned as I eased a finger inside him. Fuck, he was going to break my dick if he tightened like that around it.
Mal stroked me while I slid my finger in and out of his ass until it was pretty easy to do, then I added another finger, copying that scissor movement people did in my research. His moans were like music. I felt powerful.
By the time I had three fingers inside him, he was clawing at my arm. “Now, please!”
With a liberal amount of lube, I coated my cock. Mal pushed me until I was on my back and straddled me. “Let me do the work.” His green eyes gleamed with mischief. He held my shaft while he notched it at his stretched hole and slid down on it.
“Oh, fuck!” He felt unbelievable around me. He leaned down to kiss me then started to rock.
He was so sexy writhing on top of me, head back in bliss while he took control of our pleasure. His tail snaked out, the tip tracing its way up my thigh until the tip sat just under my balls. I widened my legs in invitation, but Mal didn’t take it. Instead, his tail landed in my hand. Ah, the lube. I could barely focus on my name, let alone lubing up the tip of his tail. Still, I didn’t want to miss out.
Mal’s rocking got faster as I moaned underneath him. “Mal… I won’t last.” Fuck, it was hard not to blow my load. He was a vision. Sweat rolled down his chest.
I took hold of his hair and pulled, baring more of his neck to me. Rising up, I licked a stripe up his neck before nipping at his jaw. I wanted his lips. Swallowing his moans, I invaded his mouth with my tongue and took over, thrusting up into him.
His tail breached my hole, a totally foreign but pleasurable feeling. He hit my prostate, and it was game over. Everything I was holding back burst free. I pumped up into him as I came, filling his ass with my come. Just the idea had me almost on the brink again. Was that his magic? Fuck, that had been the best sex of my life!
He tried to rock, desperate to get off, but I held his hips. “Hold on. I can’t.”
“Ryan, please,” he begged in a breathy voice.
My hand went to his cock. With more confident strokes this time, I brought him to the brink. “Can I suck you?”
“Please, if you feel you’re ready to…” He rose onto his knees and I leaned down to take him into my mouth.
Honestly, the taste wasn’t the best, but the noises I earned from sucking him off more than made up for it. I’d probably have to work up some deep throating skills, but I could suckle the tip and stroke the length until I felt him thicken. Not ready to swallow, I pulled off.
Mal came over my face, covering it in sticky come. “Gods,” he panted. “That’s the sexiest thing I’ve seen in my life!” He leaned down and licked my face clean, then shared the taste of himself in a messy kiss.
My dick tried to rally. If this was what sex was like with a guy, then I’d been missing out, though I suspected it was only because it was with Mal.
