In the Arms of the Beast (Kings of Hell MC 5)

“You can be charming when you try.” Laurent whispered into the kiss, his cock twitching against Beast’s skin like a reminder that Laurent wanted this just as badly.

“I’ll try my best to charm my way in here soon,” Beast said and teased Laurent’s hole with his index finger, gently rubbing the fingertip up and down the crack of his ass where it felt the warmest.

Laurent groaned as lust overflowed in his gaze. “No need for games, Beast. I want you.” He rocked against the touch and stroked Beast faster, wrapping his other arm around Beast’s neck.

“No more? You sure you don’t need any more lessons in male-to-male congress?” Beast asked, saying the old-fashioned word Laurent once used to describe their sex life. Mocking him for it never got old, but neither did actually fucking him, so Beast pushed Laurent’s legs open wider and searched his jeans for lube, which he always carried with him since they’d gotten together. Laurent wasn’t often a quickie-in-the-outdoors kind of man, but when he did get tempted into it, the thrill was worth always being prepared.

“Beast!” Laurent whined and hid his face in Beast’ shoulder. “Please, no more teasing.” He writhed against Beast’s fingers, and seeing him so lustful and ready made the predator inside Beast salivate. He’d have never believed how much of a sex fiend Laurent was if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes. Too prudish for porn or orgies, he was more than interested in experiments behind closed doors.

“I will never stop,” Beast rasped but coated his fingers with the lube, and kept his mouth busy by showering kisses all over Laurent’s exposed neck while he worked his digits between the warm buttocks. Laurent’s chest arched and touched his when the first finger slid into the smooth heat of his body, and Beast tightened his teeth on the flesh of Laurent’s throat, keeping him still as if he really was an animal possessive of his partner.

Laurent moaned, gasping for air, yet open to anything Beast was about to do. The fact that he could be so contrary made his submission in sex all the sweeter. Beast could never be with a yes-man. He would always wonder if such a person truly agreed with him, or didn’t dare speak their mind, but Laurent offered him everything he needed.

“Please…” Laurent moaned when Beast slipped another finger into him, moving it back and forth. It wasn’t like they could stay here forever, but he still wanted to give Laurent as much pleasure as the situation allowed.

Or he was just greedy to extend his own. Either way, Laurent arching for him, his lips open for kisses, and legs spread for fucking was all Beast wanted to see.

He languidly pushed his hand under Laurent’s neck and pulled his head up, wanting to feel the heat radiated by the flushed cheeks. He waited a moment for the sphincter to relax around his digits, but as much as he’d like to have played with the hole some more, teasing Laurent until he was on the verge of coming, they were in a semi-public space.

“I love watching you like this,” he whispered, removing his fingers and aligning his dick with the hole.

Their eyes met, and the excitement in Laurent’s gaze mixed with something more, with a yearning so deep it could only be expressed by a loving partner. It elevated sex beyond the pleasure of getting off, and took it that step further where bodies melted together in desperation to communicate in a way so much older than language.

Laurent stirred his hips against Beast, tightening his buttocks on the cockhead, and gave him another kiss. For a brief moment, Beast met Laurent’s gaze, but when he pushed in, the beautiful dark eyes rolled back, and Laurent’s heels dug into his shoulders. Beast exhaled as his cock sank into the pliant body without hindrance, hugged by the walls inside Laurent’s ass. It was only when his balls kissed Laurent’s skin that he managed to look at his beloved again, savoring the scent of his sweat and the cologne he liked to use.

Breathing hard, flushed, with eyes closed, Laurent was the embodiment of perfection, and Beast was trapped between the bliss of watching him and the very physical pleasure of rocking his dick in the tightness of Laurent’s ass. Every move he made caused a reaction. A gasp. A little frown. Laurent clawing at his shoulder and moaning. His cock twitching between their bodies and releasing moisture to Beast’s skin.

Beast’s mind was getting muddled, and thinking straight wasn’t an option anymore. When he was inside Laurent, in the arms of the most generous lover he’s ever had, the need to leave his cum inside, mark Laurent with his scent became an unstoppable force.

He considered himself a rational man, but not when it came to Laurent.