Page 20 of The Demon's Vow

“Yes, yes, yes! Fuck me, Orobas!”

“As you command, my love.”

I snapped my hips, making sure my cockhead was spearing his gland with each and every thrust. His ass was sucking me in, squeezing my cock.

I couldn’t look away as my boy spasmed, babbling nonsense, spilling cum and tears. I loved that I could drive him mad.

His tears were freely flowing now, and I leaned down to lap at them, savouring the salty taste.

I was growling, a deep, dark possessive sound. A warning to others.

“You’ve been plugged all day, my boy. On the edge, waiting for your master to come home. The one who owns your orgasms. The only one who is allowed to ever see you in this state.”

“Ah! Ah! Yessss, Orobas. Only you, only you. No one else ever!”

That’s right.

“Come, Lukas.”

He came with a guttural roar, his cockhead spilling hot cum all over us, his back arched off the bed, and the only thing anchoring him in place was my body.

I was on the edge myself. After a few more thrusts, I buried myself deep in my mate’s ass, releasing every drop of cum, filling him.

He moaned as he gripped my arms, angling his hips as if I would deny him.

My cumhungry boy.

I slowly pulled out, making sure not one drop of cum escaped as I grabbed his plug and pushed it back into his fucked-out hole.

I gathered Lukas in my arms, holding him gently as he came down. I stroked his back and buried my nose in his hair, inhaling his unique, clean musky scent now mixed with our cum. A low, satisfied rumble spread through my chest.

The soft sounds of his snores soon filled the air, and I closed my eyes, letting them lull me into my own slumber.