Page 72 of Luca

I lined myself up with him, the noticeable size difference making my dick throb. How that fit inside me I’d never understand, but my empty hole gave an eager clench in anticipation. I rolled my hips once, shuddering at the delicious zing of pleasure before circling my hands around us both and jerking, delighting in the way Cair snarled with each filthy stroke.

“That’s it, just like that,” he praised through gritted fangs. “Don’t fucking stop. I want your belly covered in our cum. I’m going to use it to slick up your sweet little hole and fuck you like you deserve.”

I cursed under my breath, canting my hips for a better angle to move my hand faster. Cair thrust into my fists with uncoordinated abandon, the blunt nudge of his cockhead against mine making my eyes cross.

It was quick, sloppy, and a little dry, but my brain was still fucking melting out of my ears.

Knowing we could be heard, could be caught, but neither of us were able to stop the pure, carnal rush, had my senses sparking like there was an electrical current under my skin. Cair kissed me again, punishing and savage, a clash of lips and teeth, and it only added to the intensity. I had the urge to reach up and bury my fingers in his hair, or grab onto his horn as I rode out the wave of sensation, but I needed both hands to twist and tug.

It was heaven, and I was already close, zero chance of lasting much longer. My head fell back against the wall with a dullthump, and Cair used it to his advantage, sucking wet, hard bruises into the skin of my neck.

“I’m not going to last,” I whined, my orgasm gathering at the base of my dick. I tried to suppress it, to savor it with a firm squeeze, but I was too turned on, too impatient to feel the explosion of us finally coming together.

“Don’t try to,” he said through a guttural moan. “You’re going to make me come so hard, sweetling. Just—ngh—a little more.”

I bit my lip, hoping to stifle the wail rising from the back of my throat, but Cair’s hand left the wall, fingers dimpling my jaw to pry it open. “Don’t deprive me of those pretty noises,” he demanded.Desperate, untamed.“I want to hear you howl. Let everyone know how you sound when you come for me.”

A spangle of green light burst at the edges of my vision as my balls tensed and my thighs cinched tight around his hips. Less than a dozen slick, sticky strokes later, I cried out, coming in thick ropes over our stomachs and my joined fingers. Cair lunged forward, his fangs sinking into my neck possessively as he stuttered through his own release, spilling so freaking much between us that my hands struggled to keep their vise-like grip.

I shivered and moaned, drawing out the aftershocks with weak bucks into my slackening fists. Cair’s cock didn’t so much as flag against me, and with the hunger flaring in his eyes when he leaned back to look at me, I knew he was still fired-up and raring to go again.

Fae refractory periods be praised.

“Do you want to be fucked, my heart?” he purred, already hooking his fingers into the back of my pants before tugging them below my ass. “You want to be claimed and filled right here in the stables?”

I nodded, my face flaming and my dick twitching valiantly back to hardness. He brought a hand up between us, doing as he’d promised and scooping up our essence before once again reaching behind me. As two wet digits circled the rim of my hole, I relaxed, preparing for relief from the emptiness?—

“Luca?”

I jolted as Zadok’s voice sounded from outside.

Shit, shit, shiiiit.

I flapped and floundered in Cair’s arms until he set me down. He stared at me as if I’d grown an extra head, just standing there while I hopped around, wrestling with my pants, with no shirt and his cock hanging out.

“Get dressed,” I whisper-hissed, ducking to grab my shirt from the entryway but letting out a frustrated “Bah” at the state of my belly.

There was a rag by one of the stalls and I didn’t have the luxury of dwelling on what it had been used for, I just wiped the rest of the cum off both of us. But my skin was still unbearably sticky, andthat, I couldn’t deal with. Conveniently, there was a sink at the far end of the stables, and with an expert dodge and crawl, I reached it, dipping the cloth into the water before scrubbing violently at my skin. Cair offered up a fang-filled snarl when I returned to his side, reaching out to clean him up.

“Zadok will smell it,” I argue-pleaded, trying again to swipe at him but getting a resolute glare for my efforts.

“Good.”

“Cair, no. Not good,” I said, but I gave up, dropping the rag as the soft crunch of footsteps on the sand outside approached. I wrangled my shirt over my head. My stomach was still wet, but I’d have to cope, and Cair finally—halle-fucking-lujah—started to get dressed. He was still sporting a very impressive erection, so how his skintight pants fit was beyond me.

I just hoped his long shirt would conceal the worst of it.

“Luca, are you?—”

I was manically smoothing out the creases in my clothes as Zadok rounded the stable door, stopping in his tracks at the sight of us. I straightened up with a nervous laugh, acting totally natural. “Hey, Dad-io.” I cringed. “What brings you out here?”

It was obvious to anyone with at least one of their senses what we’d been up to. Cair wasn’t even attempting to hide it. In fact, he preened, daring the older Fae to say something. There weren’t any mirrors out here, but I didn’t need one to know I was ruffled and flushed, my chest heaving a little, and my shirt may have been inside out. I glanced down, and yup, could confirm, definitely inside out. But hey, at least my pants were laced up. My father seeing my junk would have been even more mortifying.

Theideaof being caught? Super hot.Actuallybeing caught? Not so much.

Zadok’s eyes flicked between us, his own pointed ears blooming pink. He cleared his throat. “Well, I wanted to ask if you felt up to some magic lessons,” he said, and I didn’t know if seeing his embarrassment match mine made me feel marginally better or not. “I suppose if you’re healed enough to do...that, you are healed enough to learn.”

Cair looked like he wanted to smirk, but I truly wished the ground would swallow me whole. I spluttered indignantly, as if that would save the situation, and my mouth seemed to be forming words before I could stop it. “W-we didn’t even get to fu?—”

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