Page 87 of Charmed By Destiny

To Luke’s surprise, Richard’s response was to pull out of his embrace. Luke stood motionless for a moment, wondering what his soulmate was doing, but the mystery was quickly solved. Richard grabbed the pile of pillows Luke had rested against the headboard after waking that morning and tossed them on an upholstered bench.

Eager to assist with the task, Luke took the rest of cushions and moved them out of the way while Richard hauled the covers to the foot of the bed. Luke had no chance to protest as Richard tugged his top off. Luke had wanted to strip the man, but he was already over it. The fabric fluttered to the floor, and Luke pulled off his own T-shirt.

They didn’t move any closer to each other as Richard hurriedly undid his belt and unzipped himself. With far less grace, Luke shoved his jeans and boxers to the floor. It took longer than usual, but that was Richard’s fault. The way he wiggled out of his thong should’ve been criminal.

Richard’s pretty cock bounced as he climbed onto the mattress. Springing into action, Luke ripped off his socks and joined Richard on the bed. They shuffled closer on their knees, and Luke groaned as their rigid lengths were trapped between them. Luke held Richard close as they kissed.

It was tempting to dive in for a thorough taste, but Luke didn’t want to get distracted. If he did, it was possible that he’d rut against Richard and wind up ending things before he was anywhere near his ass.

“Let’s get you comfortable, Dragonfly,” Luke whispered, forcing himself to pull away. He tossed a pillow toward the middle of the bed. “That’ll raise your hips up a little, okay?”

“Sure.”

Luke wasn’t much help as Richard wiggled onto his stomach. All that smooth skin on display was entirely too tempting. Thankfully, Richard didn’t complain about the petting. Once Richard was prone, Luke was on the move.

“Spread your legs for me,” Luke instructed gently.

Richard shifted, and Luke made himself at home between the necromancer’s thighs. The view was nearly unmatched. His ass was pert, and Richard’s pretty pink hole called to Luke like a siren in much the same way his soulmate so often did when they were in a room together.

Testing them both, Luke rested his palms on two firm cheeks and dropped a kiss next to his thumb as he spread his hands apart to better expose his target. Richard didn’t tense or object, so Luke nibbled his way to Richard’s center. Luke laved his tongue across that crinkly skin, and he swore Richard purred.

With a smile, Luke put his energy into driving his soulmate wild with pleasure. He had quick confirmation that his mission was successful. Richard was making sexy little noises and arching toward Luke’s mouth.

Richard wasn’t the only one affected. Luke’s length throbbed, and his balls were already tight. Luke loved rimming, and being with Richard had no equal. Shifting, Luke shoved an arm between his own legs and grabbed his cock.

Luke moaned as he jerked himself while eating Richard out. Without Luke’s firm hold on both of Richard’s cheeks, the necromancer had more freedom to move, which made it trickier to keep his tongue in and around Richard’s hole, but Luke did his best.

Black filled his mind, then was soon joined by a blinding white rope. His soul and Richard’s wrapped closer together, and he rejoiced. He also groaned against Richard’s pucker as he emptied his seed on the sheets.

Desperate to ensure Richard enjoyed himself just as thoroughly, Luke slid two come-covered fingers into Richard and found his prostate. Richard cried out as Luke caressed that bundle of nerves. Encouraged, Luke licked Richard’s stretched hole.

Richard tensed. He shouted incoherently. Luke dropped a kiss on Richard’s lovely ass as the necromancer rode out his climax.

“As soon as I can breathe, I’ll suck you off,” Richard gasped.

“I came before you did.”

“Thank every fucking force on this planet and beyond.”

Luke chuckled. “Did you enjoy that?”

“You’re going to be lucky if I ever let you lift your tongue off my hole again.”

Crawling up to the headboard, Luke brushed his lips to Richard’s flushed face and settled his weight comfortably over his soulmate. “I can think of worse fates.”

Richard sighed happily. “This is nice.”

“I’m squishing you into your wet spot. I think my leg is in mine.”

“Deal with it. I want a few more minutes of this.”

“Those were observations, Dragonfly. I’m not fucking moving.”

“Lucas?”

“Yes?”

“I adore you.”

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