As soon as I nodded up at him, he gave in with a groan, pushing me gently to my knees.
He’d come straight to me after shifting, still naked from the change, and I let the last of my lingering fears fall away as I lost myself in the pleasure of his hard body under my hands as I sank down in front of him. He was here, and he was safe, and we had a lifetime stretching ahead of us. A long lifetime, as he’d reminded me.
I rubbed my cheek against the silken hardness of his cock, breathing in the musky scent that I loved. His tip was already leaking, and I swirled my tongue around the head, lapping up the salty evidence of his arousal as his fingers worked through my hair, finding purchase.
Maks rarely came in my mouth—usually he stopped me when he got close, preferring to fuck me. Normally, I had no objection to that, but this time I wanted to taste him, to give him the chance to let go completely, with no holding back. As much as I loved it when he took control, this time I wasn’t going to give it to him until I got my way.
I licked my way down his shaft, cupping his balls as his hips started swaying toward me. He was huge, and I normally couldn’t take his whole length, but tonight I was determined to try. I looked up at him and sucked him into my mouth, massaging his cock with my tongue while I worked it deeper and deeper into my mouth.
“Dev,” he sighed, his grip tightening on my head. “That’s good, baby.”
His breathing sped up, and I would have smiled if my lips hadn’t been stretched so wide. His thick head bumped the back of my throat, and I flattened my tongue and relaxed my muscles, drawing him deeper as he groaned his appreciation.
He was delicious, and I hummed around his cock, making my throat vibrate around his swollen length. The spontaneous thrust and sexy grunt he rewarded me with sent all the blood rushing straight down to my own cock. God, he was hot. And for once, he was lost in his own pleasure—it was fucking gorgeous.
He fisted his hands in my hair, and when I grabbed his ass and pulled him in tighter he gave up and started fucking my face with abandon. He thrust into my throat, using me the way I’d hoped he would, losing himself in the tight heat I offered. I could feel every moment of his enjoyment through our bond, and even though I didn’t touch myself, I felt my balls start to tighten and my cock leak with excitement as his thickened and swelled in my mouth.
“Fuck! Devin! God!” Maks shouted as he came.
He slammed against me, and I hollowed my cheeks, sucking him dry as he pumped his release down my throat. I moaned, greedily swallowing all of it as my own cock jerked against my stomach. The taste of him was almost my undoing, but before I could finish myself off he pulled out of my mouth and yanked me up. He had me naked and on the bed before I knew what hit me, and as eager as I had been to have my way a moment ago I was more than happy to let him take control again now.
He handled me like he owned me, and I lost myself in the hot enjoyment of his possession. His touch was everywhere, firm, slow, and thorough as hell… maddening, really, for as worked up as I was. He followed his hands with his mouth, nipping at my chest and grazing his teeth over my sensitive nipples until I arched up under him. I was already too hard, and my cock jerked against my stomach as he worked his way toward it with torturous patience. When he started to kiss his way down my flat-again stomach I shoved against his shoulders, panting, even though I knew it wouldn’t do any good. I wanted him to move faster, but he was done letting me decide the pace.
By the time he finally swirled his tongue around the head of my cock, I was clawing at the bed, and still he just teased it while I thrust against him, pulling away after a much too-short moment with a wicked smile.
“I love you, Devin.”
“What?” I panted, distracted.
“I love you, baby. I just wanted you to know.”
“I do. I do know.” He was licking my cock, but not—God—not putting his mouth to full use. Still, it made it hard to concentrate on what he’d said. Or what I was supposed to say back. “God, Maks… please… I… I love you, too, but…”
Right now, I either wanted him to fuck me or suck me, and if he didn’t do it soon I was going to explode. I grabbed at his short hair, but he dodged me, laughing, and ran his tongue down my shaft again. Pushing my legs up, he kept going, the warmth of his tongue passing all the way down until he found my entrance and pushed inside.
I groaned, my ass jerking toward him as I suddenly forgot all about my cock. This was where I needed him. I wanted him to fuck me… but God, this was good, too. I grabbed onto the headboard, my mouth falling open, sure he was going to force me to come this way before he gave me what I really wanted.