Page 76 of Becoming D'Vaire
“We won’t keep her long. I’m going to lube up your ass after I play around in there to loosen you up with my fingers. Then I’ll gently slide your small new friend inside, and we’ll go talk to Larissa. Don’t worry, I’ll have the remote in my pocket. Come on, I can’t shove your pants down easily with one hand.”
Delaney’s cock bounced out and stuck out straight after he pushed his jeans and underwear down to his knees. “You want me to sit through fabric swatches and paint samples with a plug in my ass?”
“It’s going to be so sexy,” Grigori insisted as he slid his hand up Delaney’s length. “It’ll be our little secret.”
He thought he should be appalled by the idea, but instead he asked, “I should just bend over?”
“I think those jeans of yours are going to have to go all the way down to your ankles,” Grigori coaxed after releasing him. Delaney did as he was instructed while Grigori opened his box and pulled out a bottle of lube. “Shuffle over there and put your hands on the dresser.”
Delaney turned and got close enough to the piece of furniture that he could lay his palms on its surface. It was strange and erotic to be on display for Grigori. He was rock hard and couldn’t wait for his touch.
“Very good. Now move your feet so your legs are spread as far as those jeans of yours will allow. I wish you could see how perfect you look right now. I love your ass,” he said as he brushed a hand over one cheek. “This pretty pink hole.”
Delaney closed his eyes as one finger traced around his entrance. It was a delicate touch but firm enough not to tickle. When he slid it inside, Delaney arched his back to lure him in farther. Grigori carefully worked it in and out.
“Feels good,” he murmured.
“For me too. It’s hot and tight in here. You know how it feels. Remember the feel of me on your cock last night?”
“Shit yeah, fucking amazing,” Delaney managed. He had no concept of time, and it seemed like hours before Grigori slid two wet fingers into his hole.
“How’s that? Still good?”
“You could even use more if you want.”
“Now, now. Let’s not rush,” his vampire said.
Sensing movement behind him, he lifted his lashes to figure out what his other half was up to. Grigori had dropped down to his knees. Delaney tried not to be embarrassed by the fact that Grigori’s face was only inches away from his asshole. “You tensed. Did I hurt you?”
“No, I just want you to hurry the fuck up.”
“Tell me, is this your prostate here?”
A moan fell from his lips as Grigori grazed his fingers over that tight bundle of nerves. He didn’t do it often, maybe every fourth or fifth stroke. It was enough to keep Delaney on his toes but not enough to give him the urge to blow his load in the next two minutes.
“Three now?”
“Fine, Mr. Impatience. Tell me if it’s too much.”
“That’s High Arcanist Impatience, and I’ve used three in my own ass. In case you haven’t noticed, I have thicker fingers than you.”
“If we weren’t titled, we’d both be doctors since we both have PhDs. Isn’t that weird?”
“Uh huh,” Delaney replied, though he was barely listening. There were three fingers gliding in and out of his ass. It was incredible, and he wanted Grigori’s dick, which he confessed in a breathless voice.
“You aren’t getting that until the night of our mating ceremony.”
“What?”
“Your greedy ass will get this plug and be happy about it. Do you think you’re ready?”
“Are you sure you’re not a sadist?”
“At the moment, no. Ready?”
“Yeah, sure. Shove it in.”
Grigori’s fingers disappeared, and Delaney felt their loss keenly. Then an object pressed against his opening. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
