Page 34 of An Archer's Reckoning

I kissed one cheek, then sank my teeth into his flesh.

“Ow. Hungry much?”

I chuckled.

Pop!

My hand slapping his cheek echoed off the cavern walls.

“Hey!”

I kissed where my handprint grew angry and red.

He squirmed, raising his butt slightly. “Do it again.”

I slapped his cheek again.

His body tensed, then relaxed. The moan he released was as enticing as his naked body.

His cock throbbed in my other hand.

Spirts, he likes that.

“Get inside me, Declan, or I might have to—”

He gasped as my head slid inside him.

“When did you—”

I slid the rest of myself inside.

“Oh, damn, fuck, shit!”

“Miss me?” I teased.

“This is so much better than my dreams.”

I pulled back slowly, then slid in again.

He groaned.

His knuckles whitened where he gripped the chair. The muscles of his back bunched and moved as he arched to take me in.

“I could look at you forever,” I said.

“Less looking, more—”

I shoved all the way to my balls as hard as I could.

He gasped.

I pulled back and slammed in again.

“Yes!”

And again.

A thrust became a rhythm, as Ayden’s whole body rocked. His hands flew from the chair to grip the table in a wide-open stance.

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