Page 25 of Glory Troll

“That’s it, mitt hjärta. Stroke yourself for me. What a beautiful sight you are.” I hummed, then took a firm hold of his ass, spreading his cheeks to give me access. Ollie groaned, one hand flying out to grip the headboard when I tongued his hole.

He was tense, shaking, if with nerves or from the unusual feeling, I didn’t know.

Humming into his skin, I redoubled my efforts, trying to help him enjoy it.

“Oh my God,” he groaned, sounding more desperate with every slide of my ridged tongue over his tight ass. My mating hormones flooded his bloodstream, and had done so from our first kiss. My body recognised him immediately.

My mate.

He moaned my name, moving his hips timidly.

“Gods, yes,” I growled, briefly coming up for air. “Ride my mouth, Oliver. Fuck your ass on my tongue. Come on my face. Whatever you need, I want it.”

His reserve faltered. He ground down on me, forcing my tongue deeper into his body. Tiny mewling sobbing breaths filled the air around us, and then he threw his head back. His hand sped up, focusing on his tip before he doubled over and came all over his fingers, and my cheeks

“Bloody hell,” Ollie intoned as I spread him even wider and dove back in, licking his tight asshole as if my life depended on it. Fuck me if it didn’t feel like it was the truth.

Moaning into his body and spearing my tongue into him as far as possible, my hips bucked, and I came hand-free mere minutes after he had.

He turned around to look at the mess on my abs, putting his entire weight on my face and nearly suffocating me.

I fucking loved it. This had to be the best way to go.

Ollie hastily scrambled off when he realised I couldn’t breathe and curled up at my side.

“Wow,” he breathed, pressing a kiss on my right pec, before nuzzling his face into the muscle. His happy little grumbling noises almost made my heart explode with joy.

“We need a shower,” he told me as he dragged his index through the cum splashes on my stomach.

“Says who?”

“Says the man who just wanked on your face.” He cringed, before giggling. “Gosh, I loved that.”

“Mmm, me too, min kära. That was the best view.” I felt myself harden again at the thought and noticed Ollie looking down my body at my thickening length.

Without speaking, he hopped up and collected his discarded shirt.

“Use that to clean up, darling,” he told me in a husky voice before pulling a bottle of lube from the drawer of his bedside table.

I swallowed and hastily wiped my face and stomach as clean as possible.

“I want you in me, Bo,” he whispered as he climbed back up the bed and unceremoniously straddled my hips.

With a sigh, I raised my body up to kiss him, unable to resist him for even a moment.

“I’m still amazed by your core strength,” he giggled into the kiss, before realising that I had picked up the lube.

The air in the room seemed to thicken and my beautiful human gasped when I flipped the bottle open.

“Let me do this for you.” I kissed his cheek, waiting for his approval, before bringing him down on my chest. He fit so perfectly on my body that his face snuggled in the ridge between my pecs and his mop of soft brown hair tucked under my chin.

Ollie hissed when I squeezed some of the lube straight on his round ass, already hoping I would get to see it jiggle again as I pounded—

Gods!My cock twitched violently against his, making us both groan and grip each other tighter.

The beautiful man on my chest exhaled a shaky breath when I dragged my index through the lube, spreading it on his skin. His little gasp at my fingertip entering him had me say a silent prayer to the Gods.

My mate.I’d never heard a more beautiful sound.Please let him feel the same about me.

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