Page 88 of Elas

And gods, do I try.

I grunt, pushing against the headboard until it thunks a steady rhythm on the wall. I fuck myself on his mouth, muscles straining as they search for release. Another deep laugh rumbles against my skin as he pulls away, and I glare over my shoulder as my cock thuds dully against the sheets. Elas tosses me a wolfish smile as he flips onto his back andscoots closer, lifting me clear off the bed as he settles me on his face.

“Oh, my fuckinggods!” I shout as his tongue thrusts up into me. His tusks scrape my ass cheeks and his tongue fucks into my hole. My body rolls as I ride his face, jerking my hips as the tension in my core coils in a rapid-fire twist. A wet, slicking noise fills the room, and I look behind me to find his fist shuttling along his cock. Clear slick spurts from his tip, coating his hand and abs as he groans underneath me.

A sound I’ve never made before crawls from my throat, a pleading whine that fuels us both. I tighten my grip on the headboard and lose all rhythm as I move against his eager mouth. The continuous thud of the wood against the wall gets faster, more chaotic, but still, I can’t push myself over the edge. I’m right there, hovering an inch away from falling. Desperate and uncaring how I get there.

My hips pull back, my ass soaked and ready from Elas’s tongue, and his eyes are feral as they meet mine. He growls with a snarl for stealing his meal. “Open,” I beg, pushing my cock down so it points between his lips. “Please, open.” Just a few thrusts would throw me over the edge, and I’m shaking and desperate as I wait for him to give me what I want.

“Turn around,” he rasps instead, but before I can obey, he grabs my body and moves me, and I yelp as I release the headboard. I spin until I’m facing his feet, staring at his hard cock and the mess on his stomach.

Fingers dig pits into my thighs as he pulls me against his mouth once more, eating my ass with just as much enthusiasm as before. His other hand glides along his cock,and before my eyes, it starts to lengthen. The rings around his shaft stretch as it grows, the darker blue skin shiny and taut. Another mad blast of arousal hits me as I realize how close he is to coming, just from this.

I scramble forward, my palms landing on the sheets as I surround him with my lips. He growls and chases my body, never letting his mouth leave me as I suck his cock into my mouth. Salty, heady slick coats my tongue as I swirl it, drunk on the taste of him. The mattress bounces and squeaks beneath us as his hips drive off the bed in abrupt jerks, slipping deeper into my mouth with each one. Delicious,torturoustension builds in my body as his brutal tongue thrusts inside me.

It builds and builds, so close to breaking.

I reach down and cup his balls, and he groans as his entire body twitches. My fingers move to the sensitive skin behind them and apply pressure, and Elas shouts against my ass as his cum erupts over my tongue.

Gods, there’s so much of it.

It slides down my throat and covers my tongue, dripping from my mouth in a steady stream, until a puddle forms on his groin. Underneath my fingers, his muscles throb in a rhythm, pulsing in time with the thump of his cock against my lips.

He’s unrestrained and wild, and it’s the final shove I needed.

Release catapults me into a freefall as I moan around him. More of his cum leaks from my mouth as my cock gives a heavy flex and my hole compresses on his tongue. He pins me in place, licking obscenely loud as everything releases at once, blasting me with sensation. Mycum shoots onto his chest as my body bucks, his cock still speared in my open, moaning mouth. Overwhelming sensations hit me from both ends, and my entire body shudders uncontrollably as the world loses focus.

My eyes close, white lights flashing behind my eyelids as my ears hum and my skin buzzes. When I float back to reality, it’s to the slide of Elas’s cock pumping between my lips while his mouth continues to ravish my hole. I whine, my overstimulated body tensing as it curls in on itself. Elas growls again, then flips us until I’m flat on my back, trapped under his weight.

His cock wedges deeper into my throat as my tingling ass falls to the bed, slippery everywhere. The headboard knocks against the wall with a steady thud, fast and frantic as I fight for breath between each thrust. Elas scrambles to his knees, straddling my chest as he fists my hair and holds me where he wants me.

If there was any chance of me coming again, it would be at that moment as my watery eyes stare up at him. Head thrown back, tendons in his neck corded and tight, and abdomen muscles flexing as he fucks my mouth.

His mouth drops open on a shout as he pushes deeper, the base of his cock hammering against my lips as he pumps his release down my throat. Cheeks burning and dizzy from the lack of air, I fight my gag reflex. Finally spent, Elas slides back and I suck in a gasping breath. His wet cock falls against my chest as we both pant.

His chest lifts in a few deep inhales before he wipes his chin with the back of his hand, and my cock gives a needy little rebound flex at the sight. “Was I too rough with you?” The rasp of his voice is like fingernails against my scalp, andanother shudder wracks through my system as it tickles my brain.

I shake my head, so relaxed I can’t even form words. Each muscle in my body feels wrung out with a blissful ache that burns throughout every limb. “I take it you like that?” I finally ask.

“What, eating your ass?” he asks as he climbs off me and pulls me against him. We’re covered in fluids—sweat and spit mixing with slick and cum on almost every inch of our bodies. It’s wet between my cheeks and I’m pretty sure I’ll be tasting his cum for days, but I’m blissfully content. “Let’s just say that’s going to be a regular on the menu.”

We both chuckle as my eyes drift closed. “I think you were made for me, August,” he murmurs, fingertips drifting gently over my skin.

“Thank you for saving me,” I whisper, and he hugs me tighter, something warm and light seeming to flow between us and causing my mark to buzz in response.

“You’ve got it all wrong, doc,” he says, pressing a tender kiss to my hair. “You’re the one who saved me.”

Elas

Augustsitsacrossthetable, his thick hair a torrent of messy waves around his face and his eyes still heavy-lidded and shadowed from sleep. It’s well past the time we’re normally awake, but the sun hides behind dark storm clouds and there’s no alarm clock to scream at us to get moving.

Not to mention the way we exhausted each other.

August chews on a protein bar and stares out the window. His hair is damp from the chilly shower we took this morning. Last night, we’d been too worn out to bother cleaning ourselves, despite the mess we were both covered in. A smug smile pulls on my lips as I remember it.

“Won’t it be hard to search in the rain?” August shoves the last bite of his breakfast into his mouth, then narrows his eyes when he meets mine. “Why are you smiling like that?”

Gods, my sunshine mate actually thinks he could ever be intimidating.

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