Page 52 of The Anointed's Paladin

All mine.

His back was arching at my touch, and I took his shaft in my hands, admiring the size and ridges that had obliterated my body yesterday. He already had pre-cum dripping from the head onto the line of hair on his stomach. He closed his eyes at my touch, body shivering and a moan escaping his lips. Fuck, it was so sexy how turnedon he was by my touch. I summoned another shiver from him as I pressed my swollen tip against his asshole.

Mmm. I gazed down at him, soaking in the pleasure of this moment, wanting to draw it out. My finger trailed down, teasing around his hole and preparing him with a slick spell. He tensed, breaking our rhythm, and I glanced up at him.

“Something wrong, pet?” I asked.

He swallowed. “I want you,” he said quickly. “I just—I’ve only been with one person before you. And she…we didn’t…” He trailed off, not able to say it. He was barely able to meet my gaze, and I didn’t think he’d appreciate how fucking adorable I thought it was when he got so embarrassed.

“Didn’t what?” I asked, though I’d already guessed. To my delight, he covered his face with his hand and muttered something into his elbow. Oh no, none of that. “I don’t like repeating myself. Speak up, pet,” I said firmly.

He swallowed, meeting my gaze for a second before looking away. He covered his eyes with his arm. “I’ve never, um, been fucked. In the ass. By someone,” he managed, his voice cracking.

“Hmm. A sweet virgin hole,” I said, pushing my finger against it and eliciting a groan from him. “Or is it? A little fuckboy like you, I bet you’ve pleasured yourself inside here, hmm?”

He was panting, the corners of his eyes tearing up. His penis was rock hard, leaking as I laid out his shame.

“I like picturing that, Talon. You, alone in a room, so horny you can’t think. But you don’t just want to be touched, you want to be filled. Gods forbid you sleep with someone, so what’s a dirty little slut like you to do? What did you use?”

My hand slid down, and he bit down on his forearm as I stroked his tail. He whimpered under my touch.

“Most people use a dildo, but you don’t need one,” I said, running my hand along to the end. There was a barb there, wickedly sharp, but as I pressed gently into it, it retracted. I brought it down between his legs, trailing it down until it was circling his hole. His hips pressed towards me, his tail twitching in response.

“Come on, Talon. I need to know, so I know how prepared you are.” I trailed a finger up his swollen cock. “Have you tail-fucked yourself?”

“Y-yes,” he said, squeezing his eyes shut. Nowthatwas a pretty picture. I tucked that away for future requests.

“Have you used anything thicker?” I asked, moving down and slipping my finger inside him.

He nodded.

“You sweet, sweet thing,” I said, resting my hand on his leg. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you enjoy this. But youdoneed to relax.”

He did, my assurance enough to put him at ease again.

It was fascinating how much he trusted me. Stupid, but fascinating.

I went slowly, absorbed in watching his face as I continued to work my hand up and down his shaft. My finger was working him inside, and I curled it upwards.

“Oh, Kaine,” he gasped, sending a wave of pleasure through me. It was heightened by his tail curling up between my legs, providing a hint of friction to my shaft. Fuck, I wanted to take him now, feel that tightness around my cock, but I continued at that slow pace.

I’d take care of him. The eager tip of my member brushed against the soft skin beneath his balls, and he moaned. I waited until he was ready and slipped another finger inside him.

“Please, Kaine. More,” he panted.

“You’re not ready yet,” I said, delighted.

“Fuck me,”he hissed, his hands grasping the sides of the table, some of his control slipping. Some of the ancient stone cracked under his grip.

Sweet Mazroak almighty, that was hot.

“Look who’s a little slut for me,” I murmured, pressing my tip against his asshole and drawing out a moan. “Do you want that?”

There was a feral look in his eye; it seemed he was on the precipice of losing it completely. He whined, shifting his hips towards me. I couldn’t hold off any longer, even if I wanted to.

I slipped inside, slowly, bit by bit. His leg shook and his eyes closed, a look of twisted ecstasy on his face. My breaths were coming hot and heavy, and I wet my lips with my tongue, determined to not go too hard, no matter how good it felt to be inside of him. I gripped him tightly with one hand as I thrust, the sensation sending a wave of euphoria through me. He couldn’t stop the sounds that escaped him. The gasps of pleasure. I tilted my head back, eyes closing as I lost myself inside of him. The pleasure was breathtaking, building and gripping my body with a ferocious intensity.

“Talon,” I breathed, feeling his cock tighten in my hands as I fucked him. His back arched, a desperate sound escaping from his lips as he came undone, spilling in my grip. That was enough for me, his cry and the way his body twisted and tightened around me sending me over the edge. It was heat, light, a blinding explosion that gripped my body, leaving me shaking and gasping for breath.

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