Page 30 of Minotaurs and other Magic

To him.

He looped the leather around Nate’s wrists, tight enough that he could feel it, loose enough that he could slip his hands free if he wanted—not that he ever had—and Nate’s heartbeat quickened as his cheeks flushed with anticipation.

He tipped a little oil into Nate’s bound hands. “Make me nice and slick.”

Nate nodded, his hands working from root to tip, using the firm strokes that Rohan liked as if trying to make him leak.

While Nate’s bound hands were occupied, Rohan teased his human’s hole with oiled fingers, wanting him stretched and open. Nate’s hole was used to taking three of his fingers now, and he had pressed his cock to Nate’s open ass and cum inside of him more than once, the last time the head had slid in, making them both gasp. The tight heat had tempted him to sink deeper, but instead, he’d pulled back. Now, his patience was being rewarded with Nate’s desire.

Nate rocked back onto his fingers, then thrust forward, seeking more as he thrust against Rohan’s cock. Then he glanced up, eyes dark, expecting Rohan to do more than fill him with his fingers. “You’re well-oiled.”

Rohan gave a low groan at the glide of Nate’s dick against his own.Heneeded more. He nuzzled Nate’s neck. “I’m going to put you on your back and fuck you.”

“Yes.” Nate gasped.

Rohan lifted him up as if to throw him to the ground. Nate’s eyes widened, and then Rohan placed him down gently. It was that little thrill that Nate liked. That moment when he remembered Rohan was big enough to do anything to him while trusting that he wouldn’t be hurt. Rohan would never break that trust.

But it made him wonder about Nate’s request to bind him.

With the cloak spread beneath Nate, Rohan caught his bound hands and placed them over Nate’s head, pinning them there with one hand. Nate’s sky-blue eyes were as dark as midnight, his breathing quick, and his lips parted. He was a very pretty picture of desire. He wanted a painting of him like this.

“You look as delicious as you taste.” Rohan licked beneath Nate’s jaw and down his throat.

Nate squirmed.

“I can’t decide if you are trying to make the most pathetic escape attempt you’ve ever tried or if you are trying to encourage me.”

“Neither can I. When you lick me like that, while I’m pinned like this, part of my brain dies.”

“Is that right?” He did it again, and Nate’s eyelids fluttered closed as his back arched, his cock grinding against Rohan’s stomach. He nipped beneath Nate’s jaw. “Are you trying to come?”

“Mmm.”

“Be still, Nate.”

Nate opened his eyes. He was listening, not completely consumed by pleasure. Rohan reached between them and adjusted his cock, so the head rubbed against Nate’s hole. Hepressed forward as Nate exhaled, and his ass opened, letting him in. For a couple of heartbeats, he didn’t move—even with a vampire or elf, he wouldn’t have rushed his moment.

He liked the way it felt as his lover’s body accepted him and welcomed him.

Nate gave the smallest nod.

And Rohan started fucking him, sinking deeper with each thrust, his gaze fixed on Nate, ready for the slightest sign that it was too much. He was almost balls deep when Nate’s legs clamped around his hips.

“Fuck.”

“Too much?”

Nate shook his head, his eyes closed. “If you move, I’m going to come.”

Rohan grinned. Even though Nate’s legs squeezed him, it wasn’t enough to hold him in place. He slowly withdrew, dragging his cock through that tight channel. Nate bit his lip as if trying to resist, but Rohan felt the climax moving through Nate’s body. The tightening of his ass, the movement of his hips, his back, and the change in his heartbeat. He moaned as he came, cum splashing onto his chest.

Rohan licked a long line up Nate’s chest, through the cum, up his throat to claim his lips. He didn’t need to fuck him any deeper to find his own release. The half-smothered moans and the fluttering of Nate’s hole around his cock were more than enough.

He let go with a growl, lowering more of his weight onto Nate as if he were truly trapped, and Rohan wouldn’t get off him the moment he said the weight had become too much.

Nate lay beneath him, eyes closed, head tilted back as if overcome by the climax.

“Did I kill you with my cock?”

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