Page 160 of Infernal Bonds

I knew I could take it. He’d done it before. But he’d used a lot more lube last time, so I understood how much I needed to stay comfortable.

He pulled his fingers free, making me whimper at the sudden loss. Then he poured a generous amount of lube on his fingers and tried again.

I breathed slowly, letting him establish a shallow rhythm once he no longer encountered resistance.

“Touch yourself,” he whispered, catching my stare.

I lifted a shaky hand, grasping my slippery cock. Precum already pooled on my stomach—his or mine, I wasn’t sure.

I didn’t want to come yet. I worried I’d be too sensitive if I did, but I also wanted him inside me first.

He moved his fingers slowly, scissoring them to stretch and prepare my body for him. Whenever I showed any sign of discomfort, he paused and redirected my attention to my cock.

When his fingers brushed something inside that made electricity zip through my veins, I gasped. He pushed more firmly against it, making me choke on the garbled sound I couldn’t control.

“Shit, Zeke, that is so hot.”

I opened my eyes and caught him staring at my cock, which oozed precum when he pressed against the spot again.

My head dropped back against the pillow as I panted. “Don’t… look.”

“Why not?”

“I—Ah!” I sucked a breath through my teeth when his mouth closed over the head of my cock while I held it at the base.

He lifted his head. “What was that?”

“What?” I’d forgotten what we were talking about.

He grinned and lowered his head, taking my cock in his mouth again, thankfully not forcing me to answer him because I couldn’t think straight, much less respond.

By the time he worked three fingers inside of me, I’d long forgotten about the earlier sting and embarrassment I’d felt over leaking so much. He’d turned me into a whimpering, needy mess.

I tugged on his hair, pulling him off my cock. If he didn’t stop, I’d come. Part of me wondered if I’d already come, given how intensely I’d responded when he pressed that spot deep inside.

His amber eyes met mine. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” I tried to smile through heavy breaths. “I just… really want you inside me right now.”

His brows hitched. I wondered if my boldness surprised him.

“Are you sure you’re ready?”

“I don’t want to wait anymore.”

He rose to his knees, bending to give me a quick kiss before sitting back on his heels. His heated stare trailed over my body as he coated his cock with a generous amount of lube.

Knowing he wouldn’t hurt me didn’t stop my muscles from tensing with anxiety when he moved closer, the head of his cock bumping against my entrance.

He braced his hand next to my head, brushing his lips against mine in a soft kiss. His other hand trembled as he trailed it over my hip and up my body, grazing my nipple and making my breath hitch.

I didn’t know if excitement or nerves caused his trembling, but it soothed me to know he wasn’t calm either.

His hand slid down over my hip and under my thigh, coaxing my hips upward. Once I was in position, he guided himself to my entrance. The feel of his cockhead against my skin, wide and intimidating, made me shudder.

“Ready?”

No. “Y-yeah.”