Page 104 of Broken Obsession
The fourth finger prodding at his entrance had him freezing, mind momentarily blanking as fear washed over him and realization hit him like a bucket of ice water.
There was no way…He wasn’t prepping him to be fisted, was he?
Like hell!
Ares must have seen his distress, because his hand retreated.
No sooner had Eden started to relax than he felt something hard and metallic enter him. It went in around four inches or so and then stopped there, but he didn’t have to wonder for long what its use was.
Slowly, the thing inside of him began to expand outwards, forcing his walls to stretch to accommodate it. The sensation was odd at first, not uncomfortable since he’d already gotten proper attention down there from Ares, but once they got past the girth of three of the Black Hart’s fingers, Eden started to squirm.
His ass tingled, zips of pain causing him to try and escape, pulling his hips away as best he could. Ares' hold on his thigh tightened, but then he patted him soothingly, and the expansion of whatever was buried inside of him stopped.
Eden’s body quaked, trying to make sense of the onslaught of strange sensations. The thing inside of him must be hollow, because he felt a gust of cool air literally blow down his passage, and his walls clenched. It was like being impossibly full and yet horrendously empty at the same time.
He made a startled sound around the gag when his lower body was suddenly lifted, and then the warmth of Ares' chest met his and he realized the Black Hart had slid under him. He was resettled atop him, Eden’s cheek still pressed to the ground.
Ares' hands came down on his ass, a cheek squeezed and fondled in each simultaneously. He massaged and pulled, as though trying to help loosen him up even more, and then his mouth captured Eden’s left nipple and sucked hard enough his dick leapt and squirted between them.
The Black Hart lavished the same attention to his chest that he had his hole, lapping and licking, biting and sucking, but all at an excruciatingly unhurried pace. It was as though he planned to use all the time left in the universe to do nothing more than suckle and tease Eden’s swollen nubs.
All the while, those hands kept massaging the globes of his ass, and when Eden started mindlessly grinding against the grooves of Ares’ muscular abs, he let him.
Eden came like that, with his right nipple between Ares’ teeth, and his dick pressed to his chest. The orgasm snuck up on him, his release intense as he squirted and jerked, his sudden movements causing him to practically tear free of the Black Hart’s mouth, nicking himself on a sharp tooth in the process.
Ares latched back on and sucked harder, until Eden finished coming and his whole body collapsed forward. Thenhe lifted him again and crawled out, setting Eden back onto his knees. He had to hold him steady for a moment while he regained his composure and worked on removing whatever he’d inserted in the interim.
His entrance was plugged up again by four fingers before it could close, this time all of them sliding in easily.
Eden whined, the thought of what was to come causing a trickle of anxiety to burst through the hazy, blissful state he’d been floating in, but it seemed like Ares wasn’t willing to give in a second time.
He pumped his fingers, a rush of cool gel accompanying them, indicating he was applying even more lube.
Then his thumb joined, and his hand pushed in further, deeper.
Eden screamed as he was filled slowly, unable to do anything other than stay still and take it. Despite all of the prepping, it still hurt when the middle of Ares’ hand forced its way inside, but then there was a popping sensation, and his muscles closed around the Black Hart's wrist.
They both froze, Eden from shock, and Ares possibly to give him the chance to adjust.
It wasn’t long before he started moving again, however. Ares opened his hand, splayed his fingers. Curled and unfurled them deep within Eden, causing him to mewl and twitch. Ares twisted inside of him, changing the angle, constantly altering position so the onslaught of sensation never abated.
Electricity constantly zipped throughout his nerve endings, and Eden was sobbing soon enough, drenching the blindfold with his tears.
Ares started trailing kisses down his spine, over his shoulders and back. He whispered things to him, things Eden couldn’t hear but could feel from the movements of the BlackHart’s soft lips. He did that for a while, fisted him and coupling the harshness with delicate brushes of his sinful mouth.
Eden was so keyed up, the second Ares' free hand wrapped around his dick, he convulsed. This orgasm lasted even longer than the last, drawn out by the tapping against his prostate as Ares rolled his knuckles over that spot over and over, seemingly not satisfied until he’d wrung Eden dry.
He lost strength and collapsed again, his knees sliding out from under him. The fist stayed in place, and even though the stretch felt phenomenal now, Ares' hand wasn’t long enough. It wasn’t hitting that place deep inside where Eden needed it most. Just like the dildo had left him wanting, he found himself heaving and sobbing in frustration.
Two orgasms meant nothing when he was immediately pulled back to the center of arousal. He humped the ground, seeking friction for his aching dick, and tried to push back onto Ares’ hand.
The Black Hart pressed down on his right ass cheek and then slowly pulled free.
Eden mewled around the gag as he was left empty, the feeling unsettling and wrong. He was high-strung and desperate, his entire body begging for the specific type of pleasure it craved. The only type that would satisfy him now that he’d been so thoroughly ruined by the devil between his spread thighs.
The God of Creation had created an addict, one who was addicted to his engorged cock.
He tried to plead around the ball in his mouth, but only managed to drool even more, and when he shook, a hand settled on the back of his head. He made a desperate sound of relief when he felt Ares finally rest his body over his, the Black Hart’s teeth momentarily at his neck, then the top of his shoulder.