Page 60 of Of Gods and Pain

He’s always known me.

Running his palms slowly up the sides of my thighs, he peers up at me through his thick lashes.

“Do you enjoy the sight of your prince on his knees before you?” His voice is velvet and rich with hunger. My lips turn up.

“And how would you like the sight of your prince’s mouth around your cock?” he taunts. Hands graze over my obvious erection, palms turning inward and lightly gripping me through the fabric. Seeing Casmir in this position, holding me in his hands with as much raw desire thrumming from him as I feel in myself…it’s breathtaking.

I step back, dropping my sweats and watching him lick his lips at the sight of me naked. Continuing to walk backwards, I stop when an armchair meets my legs; I sit slowly, leaning back and grip my cock in one hand, running my rough palm along the length. He stares hungrily at the motion. I squeeze the base to keep myself from coming just from one look.

I wait until his eyes find mine again before my deadly voice pierces the air. “Crawl.”

He smiles, shaking his head lightly, but I can see how excited he is. He’s always seemed to love how demanding I am with others, especially Nell, so I know that’s what he needs right now.

He challenges me, not looking away from my eyes as his upper body bends forward so that he’s on all fours. He continues to stare, unblinking, as he slowly moves forward.

My prince. Crawling on the floor of his bedroom. At my command.

Fuck.

I become jittery, almost barking at him to hurry the fuck up, but his smirk keeps my mouth shut. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me, and he’s enjoying every second of my discomfort. His muscles flex as they push his body forward; I use the time to ingest each of their movements, drinking in the anticipation of feeling those same muscles wrap around me.

He makes it to the chair, and I reward his efforts by allowing him to peruse at will. His large hands glide up my thighs as he places light kisses across the overly-heated skin, making his way to my cock. I’m straining to stay still, as my erection is so hard it’s painful. One touch from him may just send me into oblivion.

Thank the gods I don’t come when he sticks out his tongue and runs it along the tip, moaning when he tastes the moisture gathering there.

“I have wanted to taste you for so long,” he murmurs, becoming more confident as he grabs my length in one hand and bends to coat the entire thing in his saliva. As his warm tongue drags up the underside of my shaft, he uses his other hand to twist each piercing, sending an extra bolt of pleasure through me each time.

Has he sucked cock before and not told me about it?

When he makes it to the tip, he encases it in his mouth, his breath feeling too good as his tongue swirls the nerves. I groan deeply, grabbing his hair and yanking him back.

“Here’s how this is going to go.” He bites his lip, waiting eagerly for me to continue. “I’m going to fuck your mouth, and you’re going to swallow every drop of my cum. Then you can pick whichever hole of mine you want to plunge your impressive dick into. Nod if you understand.” He nods quickly, dropping his jaw in offering.

I waste no time thrusting myself to the back of his throat, holding him there as he breathes through his nose and tries not to gag.

“Good boy,” I praise before pulling out and standing; I grab his head roughly to hold him where I need, and shove my cock between his lips again, showing him no mercy as I fuck his face like I promised.

He takes everything I give and more, using one hand to massage my balls while the other grips the part of my base that can’t fit into his mouth. He works me with everything he has, sucking and choking as I pound into his throat. Tears trail down his cheeks, and fuck if it isn’t the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.

He was right. I very much enjoy the sight of my prince’s mouth around my cock.

Warmth builds rapidly at the base of my spine, warning me that I won’t be lasting very long. His lips feel fucking incredible. He looks up at me, feeling me twitch inside of him, and that sends me over the edge. I hold his head still, forcing him to swallow my cum as I spill down the back of his throat. And he does. He takes in each bit, moaning and licking my shaft clean once I’m done releasing into him.

“Fuck, Cas, where did you learn that?” I say, pure disbelief caresses my words.

He smiles, licking his lips and breathing hard. “I may have practiced a time or two…” I jerk as he gives my tip one last suck before releasing me with a pop. “I wanted to be prepared, so I could make it good for you.”

I run a hand through his now dry hair, frustrated with myself that we waited so long for this. I pull him to stand, a heaviness settling in my chest before I bring his lips to mine; I swipe my tongue across the seam of his mouth and he opens, allowing me to taste myself on him. I shudder as his hands roam my abdomen, rising until they rest on my shoulders.

“Well?” I say, my tone teasing. “What hole would you like to fuck?” His breathing hitches, eyes heating once more as he walks us back towards the bed.

I can’t seem to guess what he’ll choose…but more than that, I don’t exactly know what I want him to choose. I ache to taste him, to watch him fall apart in my mouth. But I yearn for him to take me from behind and claim me as his. In a way no one has before. That’s something only we’d share with each other.

He brushes his lips over mine, smiling as I chase him for more when he pulls away. “I want that filthy mouth of yours.” He stops when the bed touches his sweats, a devious smirk running over his face. “This time.” I bark out a laugh, pushing him to his back on the sheets and ripping the fabric from his legs.

His cock juts out, the underside pulsing with desperate need as he watches me approach. My mouth waters at the sight, and I almost lose all control in my body’s demand to pleasure him until he can’t speak.

I crawl up the bed between his thighs, spreading them so that my own fit snugly in between. He scrutinizes each movement as I lean forward, resting my palms on either side of his shoulders, and kiss him deeply. I want to take my time with him, but I don’t know how I’ll resist when I finally get him in my mouth. I break our kiss, mapping his torso with my lips as I make my way down to the hardness sliding up my chest.

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