Page 47 of Vexing the Viper

"Only if I get to suck you at the same time."

"Oh, fuck, sixty-nine? Yes, get on my damn face so I can suck you while you suck me."

I scramble on top of him, my face lining up with his dick. Fucking Medusa, I'll never get over his thick cock. It's so damn beautiful and fits into my mouth perfectly. His hands grab onto my ass, shoving me down onto his face. He pulls at my cock while he licks and sucks on my balls, and I throw my head back ignoring his cock for a second, getting lost in the warm feeling of his tongue on me.

He wrenches his mouth away, slapping my ass. "Suck my cock, Niko. Get it nice and wet with your mouth."

Shivering at his command, I lean back down and take him into my mouth. The velvety feeling of his dick on my tongue has me moaning loudly and forcing myself farther down onto him. His tongue finds my balls again, and I have to force myself to keep sucking him down.

King finally puts my cock into his mouth and I pull off and shout loudly, "Hell yes!" He chuckles, shoving his dick back into my face. Taking the hint, I lick up and down his shaft, then pull him back inside.

We work each other, one of my hands using his thigh as leverage while the other one plays with the hair at the base of his cock. Sixty-nine is so much harder than I thought it would be. I want to take my time and devour King, but at the same time I want to lay back and enjoy him working me so well. And fucking work me well, he does. My dick is in the back of his throat; he occasionally swallows around me, causing my eyes to cross from the pleasure.

I move to lift my head off when his legs close around me, holding me in place.

"Is this okay?" he breathes out, my dick instantly missing the warmth of his mouth.

My head is locked, so I nod enthusiastically, letting him know it's more than okay, it's fucking perfect. The tightness on my head has me feeling lightheaded, and so fucking turned on.

King hollows his cheeks, and the suction is my undoing. I unleash in his mouth, moaning around his dick as spurts of cum shoot out of my shaft and down his throat. My dick falls from his lips as his legs tighten on my head even more. He holds me in place as he finds his own release, his dick jerking as ropes of cum fill my mouth. When he's completely empty, his legs fall open to the side, and I face plant onto his cock, breathing heavily.

"Shit, that was amazing," I gush, kissing his limp cock before rolling off him and onto the side of the bed.

King chuckles, moving to lay beside me. Pulling me into his arms, he kisses my forehead, my body relaxing into his.

"Come on, let's get cleaned up."

We take turns showering, me going first while King cleans up all the study material we just had sex all over. Once he's cleaned and dressed, he finds himself in my bed again, and I can't complain. I love laying with him, and my sheets smelling like him isn't a bad thing at all.

I rest my head on his naked chest, toying with the barbell in his pec. I've never wanted to get a piercing before, but I can't deny I'm intrigued by his. He seems to get so turned on when I play with it. I wonder if I would have the same reaction if I got it done.

"How was your day?" he asks, rubbing my snakes. I didn't put my beanie back on after my shower and I feel more free. It's a part of myself I don't have to hide from King.

"It was good. Kovi came and chatted with me at the library. Classes were the same. What about you?"

"Good. I spent the day either at practice getting ready for the game, or studying for the damn test, as you obviously know."

"You're going to kick ass."

"Thank you," he whispers, kissing my forehead. He tends to do it a lot, and each time I melt into a puddle of goo. He does the sweetest gestures that I don't think he even realizes he does.

"For what?"

"Tutoring me. Believing in me. Pushing me."

"Always," I tell him, reaching up to kiss him.

"Hey, what's this Halloween Ball I keep hearing about?"

"Oh, that. So, it's this big dance Creelin U does every year, but this year Halloween falls on the blood moon."

"Does that mean something?" His brow creases, and I chuckle, remembering he doesn't know a lot about monster history or what goes on within our world.

"Yeah, it's a pretty big deal. And the fact it's on a blood moon means that most monsters will be in their shifted forms. For a lot of monsters, their powers will be exacerbated or more intense than they usually are."

"Wow," he breathes out, his arms tightening around me. "Will you change?"

"Um, no. I'm already in my monster form. I don’t have any other. And my powers stay the same whether or not there is a full or blood moon." I squirm awkwardly, hating this. I hate that I don't have another form. It’s petty, but I’m vexed we're having a whole Halloween Ball celebrating those who can shift when I can't do that.

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