Page 18 of Adding Fuel To The Flames
Day threw the door open, stepped inside, then his lips came down on Rhys’ again in a hot, claiming kiss, full of passion and desire. Rhys was barely clear headed enough to hear the door close, then he felt a warmth at his back. Hands slid up under the back of his shirt, gliding over his skin. A shiver raced through him, causing his need to double. He had finally found both his mates, and they were here, and they both wanted him. Rhys’s heart filled with joy and the wall he had built around it to protect himself from the world shattered.
Rhys wrapped his arms securely around Day’s head as the kiss continued, deepening, becoming more demanding. His heart beat pounded in is chest, and the ache in his balls grew painful. He needed release.
Day pulled back slightly, gripping Rhys’ ankles and peeling him off Day, then Day lowered Rhys’ feet to the floor, but held him steady as the kiss went on. Hands grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted. Their kiss was broken momentarily as the material was drawn up over his head, but then Day was back, sliding his tongue in deep.
Rhys felt hands on his bare skin at his hips as they slid down slowly over the swell of his ass and down his thighs. His pants pooled at his feet and he kicked them aside, then stepped closer to Day once more. His naked skin pressing against Day’s clothed, hard body was delicious, causing a new wave of desire to rock him.
A soft kiss landed on his shoulder, making a path across his heated flesh to his neck as small hands wrapped around his waist from behind and flattened over his abs, caressing and pulling him back toward the other hard body behind him.
Rhys’ mind was in an erotic fog that he never wanted to leave. Two sets of hands explored, each touch causing tingling and zapping sensations throughout his body from head to toe. A hand moved lower, pressing against his hard cock. Rhys moaned into the kiss and pulled away, needing air and to cry out his pleasure.
He dropped his head back on his shoulders as he panted heavily, eyes closed, as he just let the experience consume him. No thoughts could be found or formed, only the touches and what these two wonderful men, his mates, were doing to him remained.
Distantly he heard ruffling and a zipper, but couldn’t open his eyes to see what was happening. The heat of Day’s large form moved away from him and Rhys thought he would melt to the floor, but Ethan’s hold around him kept Rhys on his feet. Then Ethan wrapped his delicate hand around the base of his hard cock and began to stroke him slowly. Delightful explosions went off behind his closed lids, and Rhys needed more.
“Turn around, babe,” Ethan whispered, his hot breath caressing Rhys sensitive neck.
Rhys lowered his head and opened his eyes at the same time he turned around in Ethan’s arms. Their gazes met and the heat within Ethan’s beautiful blue eyes pulled Rhys in. It called to him on a feral level and he needed to consume his mate.
Rhys dropped to his knees, running his hands down the flat planes of Ethan’s chest and abs. His phoenix mate was a little shorter than him, but his build wasn’t as effeminate as Rhys’. Ethan had great muscle tone, and a tight body. Rhys leaned forward and rubbed his cheek against Ethan’s stomach, loving the feel of his silky-smooth skin. He wondered if Ethan was this soft in other places, and damn if he wasn’t going to find out about one of those places now.
Rhys leaned back and was face to cock with Ethan’s leaking member. There was nothing soft about the beautiful cock before him. It stood up straight and rigid against Ethan’s stomach, the thick vein that ran along the underside was throbbing, and the head was a deep purple and leaking. A golden drop of honey ran down the side of the shaft, glistening, and calling to Rhys to taste it.
Rhys wrapped his long fingers around the base and drew the tip to his lips, then stuck out his tongue and licked across it. His tongue followed the path of the drop, taking it all in as he hummed in appreciation of Ethan’s flavor.Hot damn, his mate tasted like heaven.
Rhys gave the hot rod in his hand a few strokes, loving the feel of the silky skin that was wrapped around the hard shaft, and he watched in fascination as another drop of Ethan’s honey escaped, beading at the tip. Rhys took the tip into his mouth, locking his lips around the helmet, and sucking. The most erotic moan he had ever heard came from Ethan’s lips, as fingers slid through his hair and pulled him closer.
“Oh fuck, babe. So, good. Gods, your mouth is wonderful, Rhys,” Ethan said in a strained voice as his grip tightened in Rhys’s hair.
Rhys loved the compliment and ate it up, feeling good about himself for bringing his mate pleasure. He closed his eyes and got lost in the moment, enjoying Ethan’s praise and attention as he took Ethan’s cock fully into his mouth and swallowed around the head.