4. Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Liam

I deserved a fucking award for not coming straight away when his lush lips stretched around my cock.

“Gods, so beautiful the way you suck my cock,” I growled, sliding slowly in and out of his mouth. Rhys whimpered, his hips bucking under me. “Fuck yes. Use your tongue on me.”

He didn’t need telling twice. His hands dug into my arse as he encouraged me to use his mouth. Bracing my hands on the headboard I sped up.

So close.

Our eyes met, and our gazes tangled. My heart swelled right alongside my cock.

Shit, when was the last time you fell for someone?

“Oh, fuck!” I plunged into his tight, wet mouth one last time before I pulled out and emptied my balls all over his face with a grunt. My pretty Selkie whined, choking slightly on the sheer amount of cum and looking more beautiful than ever with the pearly white ropes painting his skin.

Sinking onto the bed next to him, I cupped his sticky cheek and brushed a trickle of cum off his skin.

“Sorry, pup, I usually manage longer. It’s been a while. Then that sweet little mouth of yours...” I groaned when I pushed my thumb past his lips again, and he licked it clean.

“Don’t worry, Daddy.” Rhys spoke around my finger, laving it with his tongue. “It was so hot how you drenched me in your cum.”

With a growl, I pulled his mouth onto mine then rolled around, bringing him on my chest.

“Go and get the lube and a condom, pup.”

Rhys scrambled off me, face still sticky with my release, and struggled a blue bottle and a strip of condoms free from the inner pocket of his elegant travel bag.

He put both on the bed next to me. Then he climbed back on top of me. I used my shirt to clean the cum off his face, not wanting it to dry there and hurt him. He closed his eyes, and him trusting me like that made my heart squeeze in my chest.

A low groan sounded between us when I dragged him in for a kiss, grinding my hips against his. “Daddy,”he sighed as I squeezed a generous measure of the lube on his ass.

“Let’s get you nice and open for me, pup.”

Pressing his face into the crook of my neck, he nodded again. His soft gasps against my skin every time my finger sank inside him had me rock hard within a few thrusts.

I added a second finger, then a third, scissoring them in and out and stretching him for me. Then I pulled out.

“Sit up for me, Rhys.” He obeyed immediately, perching over my thighs, eyes glued to my hands rolling the condom down my cock.

Thank fuck he got the ones for big guys.

His gaze never left me, not when I squeezed lube on my cock, nor when I spread it all over me.

“Come here, sweetheart.” Holding my arms open, I invited him to lie down on my body. Rhys snuggled his face into my chest, nuzzling the hair. Then he gripped me with his hand and guided me to his hole.

“Such a good boy,” I groaned when he let me slip into his ass. “So soft and open for me.”

He heaved a deep sigh, then bore down, impaling himself on my length.

“Oh fuck, Daddy,” he yelped as his tight ass clutched desperately around me. “You’re so big.” At an inch he was groaning; at three he was sobbing on my cock.

“I bet you didn’t see that ridge coming, did you, pup?”

“Fuck, no. Why has nobody ever mentioned this to me?” Rhys dragged his ass up my length, then took me deep once more.

I tried to keep perfectly still, not wanting to hurt him. It didn’t take long for his movements to get rougher. He used my pecs to raise himself up, uttering a hot moan at the change of angle. Then he was there, with my entire length buried in his hole.