Page 20 of The Misfit Mage and His Devilish Desires (Diabolic Romance #3)

Bez

Wally stared in awe as I slid my pants down. I used the tail around his throat, the only one I kept around him, to pull him forward. He crawled toward me, obedient when leashed and completely subservient to my needs because even before I told him what to do, he went to work on my dick.

It would take him a moment to adjust; he knew this much based on how quickly he started playing with the head of my cock, so I savored the moment. He licked and teased and stretched his jaw wider every time he shoved the head in his mouth. Little by little, he gauged how much he could fit in his mouth. All the while, he stroked my long, thick shaft with both his hands.

“You want it all, don’t you, you greedy boy?”

He moaned in response, taking in another inch before pulling back as his face blushed.

I undid my tie and stripped off my shirt, standing fully nude while Wally bobbed his head back and forth on the tip of my dick.

“You’re gonna have to work harder, Wally.” I grabbed a handful of his curls and shoved his head down.

He gagged, his throat bulging at the suddenness of my cock pushed deeper than he expected. His body jerked away, held in place by the fact I had his head.

“Come on now.” I lightly smacked his face, pumping my hips at the same time. “You talked such a big game, Wally.”

He grabbed my hips and braced himself. I went to relent, recognizing this as a sign he’d use when he couldn’t ask or speak or tell me to ease. But Wally didn’t back away. In fact, he leaned forward when I backstepped, keeping my cock deep in his throat as he choked, spit drooling down his face the entire time.

“Fuck, you’re such a hungry boy, aren’t you?” I pulled his head back, forcing him to breathe free without my cock. “Tastes so good, doesn’t it?”

He panted, then wiped tears from his eyes, and prepared to say yes, to concur, to beg for my dick back, so I generously obliged.

I rammed my cock all the way back into his throat and savored the sweet satisfaction of his gurgles as he swallowed it all the way to the base. Once his jaw stretched to his limits, I bucked and moved at a steady pace.

Wally looked up at me as I fucked his mouth. Gods, the way tears welled up, the way he gagged and his back curled up with a need to stop, but he pressed on, craving my pleasure and taking my dick so damn well.

“When I’m done with this hole, I gonna revisit your ass.”

He gulped and slobbered on my dick in response.

I shoved his head back and forth, making him bob from tip to base until the throbbing that came from enveloping his tight throat nearly made me explode.

It was a new level of pleasure feeling Wally, truly feeling Wally. Our entire relationship, there’d been this layer of film between us, so thin that I didn’t notice it. Didn’t realize how much distance had truly existed between what I perceived Wally felt like versus what he actually felt like. I wanted to explore it all. I wanted to feel him. I wanted to taste every inch of his body. The sweet and salty of his skin. I wanted to kiss his lips again and again. I wanted to shove my cock, my tongue, my fingers in all of his holes and watch him whimper.

“Off.” I pulled his head back and pushed him to the floor.

When he went to sit up, I used a tail to knock him back down, then flipped him onto his stomach.

“Arch.”

He obeyed, spreading his legs into position and arching his back with his head and chest on the floor and his ass raised at my preferred height.

I knelt and smacked his ass, the same cheek I’d been playfully abusing since I first started working him over. The light bite mark of my fangs had left lovely red indents, and the cheek itself was bright and oh-so-shocked in comparison to his pasty right cheek.

“I’ll have to even this out as I rail you, Wally.” I squeezed his butt as I repositioned him.

While he learned how to position himself to my liking, he knew that based on my mortal form. I stood taller now, even on my knees. I needed to line him up differently to truly enjoy the feel of his ass.

Once I had him how I wanted, I lubed his hole and shoved my cock right inside.

“Ah.” He gasped.

Before instinct pulled him away, I laid the full weight of my body on top of him, brushing his hair as he whined. Slowly, I let gravity assist, and my entirety filled him. Wally continued to whimper as he adjusted to my girth inside him, every added inch pushed further than he’d grown accustomed to.

“Bez.” He moaned.

“That’s not the scream I was planning on.” I continued remaining motionless, allowing him another minute with just my cock inside him. “Do you wish for me to stop?”

He shook his head.

“Do you wish for me to begin?”

He nodded.

“Are you ready?”

He nodded.

I began slowly pumping my hips while we lay there on the floor. Each time I moved just a bit faster, studying the rhythmic whines I elicited each time. There was a beautiful pattern to Wally’s noises of pain and pleasure and panting.

Soon, I found myself arching upward, hands pressed on his back between the joints of his shoulders where his adorable little wings shivered. My tails kept his pinned and writhing as I fucked Wally faster and harder.

He screamed, and I rammed my fingers into his mouth, hooking him like a fish as I pounded away.

“You feel so good.” I couldn’t stop myself, relishing the way he sent waves of pleasure through my entire body. “Fucking take it. Take it all.”

He whimpered as he sucked on my fingers, then I pulled my hand away and jerked his head back, turning him to kiss me.

I wrapped my arms around his chest and stomach and thrust faster, harder, and when he yelled, I swallowed every sound with tender kisses.

Every time I pumped into him, I found myself needing more. Our skin was slick with sweat, sticking together. I never wanted it to end. I wanted more.

“I can’t help myself,” I growled between kisses.

I pinned my arms over Wally, biting his nape and ramming deeper inside him. Wally gasped, buckling beneath me. He lay there taking my cock. More. More. More.

“I want more.”

Continuing, I lifted off him some, pulling him into a further arch by squeezing his flexed biceps and pulling them back. With his tail more obedient, perhaps under Wally’s control, I released one of mine and used it to tie Wally’s arms behind his back as I pounded away.

Eventually, I pulled out and flipped him onto his back, his arms uncomfortably pinned behind him as I spread his legs and slipped between them. I enjoyed the shift in Wally’s expression. The tension when I pushed the head of my cock back into him. The contorted pain of each inch he took. The way it crumbled away and his face melted into something of pleasure once he finally readjusted to my dick again.

I watched every inch pull out to the tip before I shoved it back to the base. Such a satisfying sight to fill his hole again and again while he whimpered and writhed, taking it.

“Look how hard you are.” I ran my hand over his twitching cock; each thrust brought him closer and closer. I wouldn’t even need to touch him, but I wanted to stroke him to completion. I wanted to feel his cock explode. And I did. Three quick tugs, and he came, hips spasming a moment as he shot long pearl strands along his chest and torso.

I played with his flaccid cock, loving the feel of it shrinking in my hand as some of the remaining cum slicked my fingers and made milking him a bit further all the easier.

Part of me wanted to stroke him hard again, make him beg all over, dragging out this pleasure over and over until he couldn’t move. But already, I could see his eyes glazed in satisfaction, content, and seeking me to finish.

I hugged him tight, kissing him, licking his neck, nibbling on his skin, and all the while ramming him again and again, harder each time. Every stroke brought me closer and closer until, finally, I buried myself all the way in and burst. I bit down on his shoulder, tasting him as I filled his hole with my seed.

“Fuck.” I growled, laying on top of him and breathing in unison with his panting for the sheer satisfaction of sharing this synchronized moment. “Gimme ten, and let’s go for round two. Got to make up for the last month.”

“I’m gonna need more than ten.” He quivered beneath me, gathering himself.

“Guess I can give you fifteen.”

“Bez.” He huffed.

“Fine.”

I didn’t resist Wally’s push when he repositioned us into a spooning cuddle. Normally, I’d allow him to be the big spoon. There was something satisfying in being held, being embraced and given that affectionate comfort. But he was clearly worn out and craved his own comfort, so I held him gingerly, scooting in tight and nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck.

We rested here for hours together, and I loved every second of it. I wanted more seconds. Always more when it came to Wally. I wanted all the time. Forever and then a little bit longer because I was greedy for him.

“I love you, Wally.” I kissed his neck.

“I love you, too, Bez.” He squeezed my hand and pulled it close to his lips for a gentle peck.

How I wanted to ensure we’d have more time. More of this. More sweet cuddles. More fucking until he collapsed. More love. More forevers.

If I wanted those mores, then I needed to fix what I ruined. I needed to ensure Lilith and Beelzebub were truly gone and lost to the universe. I needed to make sure her Hell was locked and every secretive escape route was snuffed out of existence.