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I wanted to. If what he was doing to me felt this good, could I give him this kind of ecstasy, too?

Nylian’s lips moved on mine, forming a smile. “You know, I can feel it every time your brain starts working? Parts of you stiffen up, and I don’t mean the fun parts.”

“Ny…Nylian,” I began, his name getting caught in my throat. “This is new for me.”

The hand that had been caressing my hip moved between us to cup my rock-hard cock. “How about I do something that I promise will shut down your brain?” As soon as he finished talking, he squeezed my dick, and I groaned. It was as close as I could get to a yes. Thankfully, he took it as such.

That sexy elf with the wicked grin dropped to his knees and his nimble fingers made quick work of loosening my pants. My cock sprang out like a puppy greeting its master at the front door. A hundred anxieties and fears rushed to the forefront of my brain in a heartbeat, and then that devilish tongue licked slowly up my dick from the root to the glistening purple head.

All those thoughts disintegrated to dust in an instant.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away as he licked and kissed his way along my dick as if he were worshiping it. His tongue swirled around the head, and I whimpered. All my memories of other experiences disappeared without a trace. There was no past, no one else who’d ever touched me. The prince on his knees, working me into his mouth with excruciating slowness, was the beginning and end of all pleasure for me.

As my cock touched the back of his throat, he slipped a hand under my sac, massaging my balls. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling lightly, but I wasn’t sure if I was trying to pull him off before I lost it or hold him in place so I could fuck his luscious mouth. He was right. Thought was gone. My brain was mush. There was only the building feeling of my orgasm threatening to rip me apart.

A moan rattled up my throat, and the door creaked as I leaned more of my weight on it. That seemed to urge him on. He sucked me harder, bobbing on my cock even faster. One hand worked my balls while the other wrapped the base of my cock, stroking where his lips couldn’t quite reach.

“Nylian!” I shouted. Just as the world broke apart, I pulled his hair, trying to move him off my cock, but he refused to budge. I came so fucking hard, everything whited out while I pumped every drop of cum down his welcoming throat.

Tiny whimpers tumbled out between the pants as he swallowed and licked me clean. I released my hold on his hair as he stood and cuddled close enough that I could feel the frantic racing of his heart pounding against my chest. He buried his face into my neck so that each desperate pant brushed my sweaty skin.

“You…didn’t…come?” I asked, wincing at my awkwardness.

“Not yet.”

I licked my lips and tried to gather my courage, but it was too soon, too new. “I don’t…I don’t think I can do that for you…yet.”

“You don’t have to. Just need this.” He grabbed my wrist and pressed my palm to his hard cock, still trapped in his pants. Even with the material separating us, he was scorching hot. With a harsh grunt, he rutted against my hand, rubbing himself off, while guilt and hungry need swirled in my throat. Was I such a coward as to give him so little when he’d already done so much for me?

“Wait.” I pulled my hand away, and Nylian instantly released me.

“It’s okay. If you’re not comfortable,” he said, even though every word was strained.

“No, I mean help me with your pants,” I cut him off. He froze for a second and then jumped into action, as if removing his pants were the only thing that would save his life.

A low chuckle left me, and I wrapped my other arm around his waist, drawing him close to me. “Don’t get your hopes too high. I’ve never jerked off another guy.”

“You don’t have to…”

I didn’t give him the chance to finish or let my nervousness get the best of me. As soon as his pants were open, I pushed a hand inside. My fingers rubbed along his long, hot cock and he shivered, burrowing his face into my shoulder as a moan fell from his lips.

That was the final thing I needed to gather up my wavering courage. To know that a small touch from me could give him such pleasure. I wanted to hear more of that, to feel every tremble as he crumbled at my touch.

Closing my fingers on his dick, I stroked him slowly at first, fearful that I might hurt him, but Nylian clung to me tighter, thrusting into my palm, and his breathing broke. His skin was scalding, and I could feel his frantic pulse beating in my hand. Pre-cum leaked from the head and I caught it, trying to smooth out the slide as I picked up the pace.

“Adam,” Nylian whispered, his lips brushing my throat.

A new fire lit in my stomach and the hand resting on his waist tightened, pulling him in closer. “Say it again,” I demanded, my voice so rough I barely recognized it.

“Adam.” Nylian’s voice cracked. “Gods, Adam. Don’t stop. Please. Adam.”

All the noise in my head was silent, and there was only Nylian saying my name over and over in that desperate tone. A song that had me turning to steal his lips in a deep, drugging kiss. He shouted, and I swallowed it as his cock pulsed in my hand, cum splashing across my fingers. My dick twitched and ached, wanting to come all over again at the mind-melting sexiness of the moment.

I wanted to never come down from this perfect high.

Because when I did, I’d have to figure out what the fuck had just happened.

Chapter 19

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