Page 25 of Vile Heart

“Are you already hard for me?”

“Y-yes.”

“Good.” Flicking out his tongue, Camren dove in, treating Davian’s ass with laps and nibbles, moans and kisses. “You are so good,” he murmured. “So hot.” Poking deeper inside Davian’s hidden pleasure, Camren dug his nails into those delicious cheeks that made Davian moan and writhe. Licks of desire seared his insides. “Your hole is so sweet, baby. So tight.” Lubing up a finger with the tiny bottle he always kept on him, Camren searched for Davian’s prostate. When his boyfriend bucked his hips with a moan, he smiled against the tender skin of his crease. “There we are.”

Davian replied with an unhinged moan.

“What’s that? You want more?” Letting his tongue run over the glorious curve of Davian’s ass, he used two more fingers to open that tight hole up for him.

“Cam—” Davian groaned, humping the bed sluggishly. ‘If you continue like this, I’ll blow too soon.”

“Oh no, you wouldn’t now…” Camren pinched the skin on his lower back, “would you?”

Davian whimpered. “I’m sorry, I’m just so horny.”

“Yeah?” Camren preened at those words. Pulling out his fingers gingerly, he tapped Davian’s ass. “Let’s get you on your hands and knees for some proper fucking.”

Davian hushed to comply, his ragged breaths and impatient snarls filling the space when Camren didn’t fill him immediately with his cock.

“Fuck, baby, look at you, begging to be pleased. You need it, don’t you?” He slid his hands over Davian’s trembling back, reveling in the slight curve as he embraced his ass. “Your hole winking at me, craving me. Beg for me, best friend, beg for my cock.”

“You’re so filthy,” Davian moaned.

“I know. Now beg, baby.”

“Please—” Davian let out a breath. “Please fuck me.”

“No,” Camren tutted, “there’s a better word for this. Come on, be a little creative. What does Cor Night represent?” Hovering over Davian’s crawling position, Camren placed his own hands next to his, then used his mouth to drop open kisses onto Davian’s shoulder blades and spine. Blond hair adorned his arched nape, cascading down over those pierced ear shells.

“Make love to me,” Davian whispered. He whimpered when Davian mouthed the back of his head, inhaling the vague flowery scent of his shampoo.

“Oh, yes, baby, I will.” He slotted their bodies together, covering Davian’s smooth back with his chest and blanketing his ass with his cock. Dribbling spit onto his erection, he fisted his dick, humming in pleasure when his wet slit made a mess of Davian’s fair skin. “I can see you’re ready for me.” He snug his nose in the curve of Davian’s throat and his teeth came out, nipping at the tender skin. Davian lowered his chin and their mouths brushed and rubbed, and their lips parted as their tongues sought each other in this game of seduction.

This reunion.

Guiding his dick into Davian’s waiting hole, Camren kept dominating the kiss. His head was filled with those sweet, soft gasps that spilled from Davian’s mouth and fell into his, that utter surrender as his boyfriend finally gave in.

With slow, deep thrusts, his cock filled Davian’s tight ass, and they both panted at the connection. Then Camren started moving. He’d meant to make it matter. To make it last. To mark some goddamn milestone in their lives. But fuck him, if he wasn’t aroused as hell. Pulling himself up, he planted a foot next to Davian’s thigh for leverage and placed both hands on his ass. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll remember who you belong to for the rest of your life,” he promised.

Davian turned over his shoulder and through his blond strands, he stared at him with darkened, glassy eyes as he gave him a sweet, love-drunk smile. “You do that.”

Fuck him, he was in for a show.

Camren thrust with precision, making his rolls sharp. They hit their mark, judging by the way Davian moaned as he clawed into the sheets.

Grabbing a handful of that gorgeous hair, Camren tipped Davian’s head back until they looked at each other. They were both out of breath, with cheeks flushed and parted lips.

Camren’s toes curled when Davian moaned, eyes rolling back. He wouldn’t be able to hold much longer. “Touch yourself,” he growled. “And tell me you fucking love me.”

Davian’s hand slipped between his legs, breath stuttering as he furiously stroked himself. “I love you, asshole,” he growled.

Camren laughed. His heart filled with thousands of butterflies. “Fuck you, baby. Never leave me again. Never.”

“Never.” Davian’s rasp sounded urgent. “I can’t?—”

“Come, baby. Show your new boyfriend how you come apart.”

Davian did. He sputtered and moaned as he spurted all over the bed, arching his neck back for Camren to see that sensual curve. Mindlessly, he leaned in, wrapping himself into the embrace of where Davian’s throat met his clavicle. His thrusts had become sloppy, pleasure tingling his insides, spurred on by Davian’s release. He howled against Davian’s skin when his hips jerked and hot come shot inside Davian’s ass.

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