Page 21 of The Hummingbird’s Gift

He leaned forward, licking one small nub to soothe it while he pinched and twisted the other one. The sounds that came out of Ro’s mouth were like music. He switched sides, giving the first nipple relief while he tormented the second. Ro’s breaths were rapid, his little thrusts below him getting faster.

Tier sat up again, rocking back on Ro’s erection. He tangled his fingers in Ro’s curly chest hair and pulled, rewarded by his thrashing. “Do you think you could come from this?”

Ro drew in gasping breaths, then nodded.

“Let me know if it’s too much, OK?”

“OK,” Ro panted. “It won’t be, though. You can, um, go harder.”

Tier leaned forward to give Ro a sweet kiss, just a brush of their lips together. He didn’t understand how permission to give pain could make him feel so intensely protective, but they worked together somehow. “I’ll take care of you, Ro.”

He stroked down his chest, caressing the curves of his belly. Then he repeated the motion, digging in with his fingernails. Ro twisted up against him, but his hands remained at his sides, gripping Tier’s knees. He hadn’t even told him to put them there.

It was a small gesture, but one that confirmed for Tier that this was the right thing for both of them. “Good.” He nipped Ro’s lip, eliciting another moan. “Keep your hands right where they are. I’ll let you know when you can come.”

The shiver that shook through Ro at those words was something he would always remember.

Tier moved forward just a bit, letting Ro’s cock nestle in the valley of his ass. He didn’t want to do anything more than that, but it was a delicious tease for both of them. Each time Ro thrust helplessly upward, his cock skimmed over Tier’s hole and nudged his balls. Sparks shot through his veins, and he knew he would have to be careful not to come.

Judging by the noises Ro was producing, he loved the sensation even more. Tier made it his mission to draw more of those desperate, beautiful sounds out of him. He played with Ro’s stunning body, matching each slow caress with a sharp pinch or a lingering bite.

Ro was frantic beneath him, his fingers digging harder into Tier’s thighs with each nip and twist. “Tier, I’m close…. I’m… Tier…”

“Not yet,” Tier told him harshly. Ro was still speaking too clearly, still thinking too much. “When I tell you.”

He bit one nipple hard while he pinched the other. Ro arced beneath him, but then started thrusting up with a steady, rapid rhythm, using Tier’s crack to get himself off.

“Be still,” Tier commanded. He’d loved Ro’s movements before, but he wanted to draw this out.

Ro whimpered as he tried to comply. Heavy breaths shook his chest and tiny movements still rocked through him.

“That’s right. So good for me.” He slid down a little way, trapping Ro’s legs between his thighs and revealing his throbbing cock. “Put your hands behind your back.” Ro complied easily and Tier’s breath caught. “Look at you. You’re magnificent like this.”

He leaned down and licked along the bottom of his cock, then circled the top. He slid his tongue under the foreskin, causing Ro to suck in his breath, then release a long moan. He gave the thin, tender flesh a sharp nip, and the moan turned into a yowl.

“You bit me!” Ro accused.

Tier licked his own palm, then stroked Ro’s cock languidly, up and down. It was huge and heavy, larger than Tier’s, like everything else about Ro’s body. Having control over it made Tier feel even more powerful and protective. “I did. Did you like it?”

“Maybe,” Ro allowed.

“Shall we try it again, then?”

Ro held up his hands in automatic defense.

“Is that a no?”

“Uh… I don’t know.”

“Hands behind your back.”

Tier followed his hands with his mouth, licking everywhere and getting Ro nice and wet without committing to sucking. When Ro was lost again, he sunk his teeth into that delicate skin again.

“Tier, Tier, Tier…” Ro chanted. But his hands were still hidden, his cock hard.

Ro circled the head again, then bit the other side.

Ro was tossing his head from side to side, trying to get away and thrust closer at the same time. Tier traced lazy paths, refusing to set up a rhythm. He bit harshly into Ro’s thick thighs and then soothed with his tongue. He pinched the slippery skin along his shaft and then rewarded him with a smooth caress. He sucked him into his mouth, then drew back with a scrape of teeth.