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Then he decided to up the ante. Osas kissed me again, all but forcing my hand out of his pants as he moved closer. This time, there was nothing timid about it. He wanted me to know he was the strong one here. That I could never force him to do anything. He was wrong, but that wasn't the fight I wanted to have.
Then he grabbed my balls hard enough to make me suck in a breath. Yeah, I was mostly hard, but that? I felt all my blood rush straight to my cock, drawn in by the threat of true pain. From the corner of my eye, I saw Wraythe shift his feet, ready to push himself away from the wall he leaned against, and I lifted a finger at my side, showing him I was ok.
Then Osas kissed me again, softly. I cupped his face, treating him the way he truly deserved, and felt the last of his resistance shatter. Slowly, this big, strong, angry man sank to his knees.
Chapter 30
Eladehl
Osas fumbled with the button of my pants, rushing to get them open. I didn't help. Instead, I crossed my arms behind my head and leaned back, giving him complete access - and keeping my head off the marble wall he'd banged it against already. I felt the moment my dick sprang free, and his hand closed on it right after.
"Suck me deep," I told him. "As far as you can. Otherwise, I'm going to fuck your mouth the way I want."
"Tease," he grumbled.
"Oh, babe, you gotta get me wet first."
I was careful to choose words that let him still feel in control. To make it sound like I was his fuck-toy, even though we both knew better. For men like us, there was a very narrow line to walk. Some guys wanted delicate, effeminate men. Others wanted a man who would make them feel delicate. It was human nature to push us to one side or the other, never realizing that I might want to be both. For Osas, it was probably worse.
As his lips wrapped around my shaft, I wondered how many times he'd been allowed to do this. To just play, fondle, and please someone else. There was something so seductive about forcing your partner to feel good. A rush that was almost impossible to explain, but one I felt every time I was with Nari and half the time I was with Talin.
But the heat of his mouth was distracting. His tongue pressed that sensitive spot under the head of my dick, and I allowed a soft groan to slip out. The issue was that I was only slightly into this. Oh, I could play my part, but I could also pull my pants up and walk out just as easily. Hoping for a read on how this was going, I let my eyes fall on the other guardian.
Like Wraythe, he leaned against the wall. This guy also had his hands clasped before him, and his eyes were locked on my dick. Watching the dark lines of my god-lace vanish into his desire's mouth, I was sure. Slowly, I blinked my attention over to Wraythe, feeling the pressure building in my balls.
Wraythe's eyes were waiting. The corner of his lip curled higher, an expression so subtle most would never notice, but it said enough. I'd read this situation perfectly. I was also having a little trouble keeping my mind on track. Shit, but he was good at giving head. Hoping to make this last a little longer, I began to unbutton my shirt, making my way lower, exposing my chest as the cloth released. When I reached the bottom, I spread my shirt apart and slipped my arms from the suspenders, leaving them to flop against my ass.
Then I palmed the back of his head, cradling him as I leaned closer. Osas shoved a hand across my abs, ready to brace against me, but I wasn't here to hurt him. I simply wanted to let him finally surrender.
Slowly, I pulled my hips back, sliding partly out of his lips. Then I pushed back in, letting his hand tell me how deep I could go. He stopped me sooner than I expected, but reached up with his other hand to grip my shaft. Clearly, deep throating wasn't his thing, but I could work with that.
"Look at me," I whispered, letting my hand slide over his hair. "C'mon, babe, lift those pretty brown eyes and let me see you suck me."
He did, but his fingers tightened around my shaft. It was a warning, yet this guy didn't know me at all. I let my other hand clasp the arm he held against my stomach, making it clear I knew it was there, and then I began to pump into his mouth.
"Nothing," I breathed, "turns me on like a real man willing to take what he wants. When that's me, it's even sexier. Let me fuck you, Osas?"
And he stopped pressing against my abs. His hand stayed there, but as I pushed through his fist, into his mouth, he didn't stop me. Instead, he sucked, his tongue teasing, and I saw no reason to drag this out forever.
"So good," I groaned, rubbing that arm. "Can I come in you? Please, babe?"
He began to work me harder, a silent yes if I'd ever felt one. So I held him, gently rocking myself through his lips until his eyes slipped closed again. I took the chance to look at Wraythe one more time. He knew I had this. What he didn't know was that his pride was what had taught me how to handle it. Right now, I might as well be fucking him.
And the thought made my breath catch. Fuck, I'd like to feel him against me. Just once. Not like this, though. I didn't want tofuckhim. I just wanted to feel him, to finally know what that much strength was like. Osas was as close as I'd ever been, and this was so fucking good. So...
I froze as my orgasm hit, holding my breath for that single moment when the pleasure was so intense I couldn't take it yet before my cum began to fill the back of this man's mouth. Pulse after pulse of it, and Osas swallowed around me, the constriction so good but also too much.
Then I could finally breathe again, smiling languidly as his mouth gave up my dick.
"Zeal’s balls, you're good," I told him, pulling him up to his feet. He was. Not my best, but he was still good.
He moved higher, lifting his hands to caress my bare chest, pushing the flaps of my shirt out of his way. But when he was finally standing, he didn't expect me to lean in and kiss him. He also forgot to fight me. Our lips moved against each other gently, finally at peace, and he curled into me. The feel of his broad back, strong biceps, and amazing body holding me there reminded my dick that it wasn't quite done.
"You are nothing like I expected," he breathed against my lips.
"Never am," I promised. "And you aren't done. Tell me, my beautiful, strong, amazing man, how do you want me?"
His eyes met mine. "The one time I let someone have my ass, it hurt. Think you can do better?"
