My Dark Knight (Kings of Hell MC 2)

Elliot licked Knight’s finger, and there was a devilish glint in his gaze. “It was so hot. I’d been wet-dreaming about it for weeks before it happened.”

Knight’s face was hit by a flash of warmth, and the lucid sensation trailed all the way to his balls as Elliot briefly took his thumb into his mouth and sucked on it. “B-before?”

“Hell yes. Big brawny biker with the face of a god… I looked for opportunities to see you again. Even when I was scared, when you walked me to my car handcuffed I was hot for you. Bad taste in men and all that.” Elliot slid his fingers between their bodies and squeezed Knight’s crotch.

The mention of Knight taking Elliot away in handcuffs was both arousing and sobering, and Knight leaned closer, rubbing his groin against Elliot’s hand before speaking up again. “I would never, ever hurt you. You know that, right?”

Elliot nodded immediately. “Even when I was a shit to you, when I tried to stab you, you were kind to me.”

Knight smiled, but even as the warm feelings grew in his chest, he rocked his hips against Elliot’s fingers. “Maybe you should say thank you then?”

Elliot bit his lip with a smile, and despite the injury still covered with bandages, he was glowing. He hadn’t been that way since Fane had entered his body, and seeing him this free again was worth a pact with the devil.

“To my savior? Always.” He leaned in for one more kiss, but then didn’t waste time getting down to his knees.

They were back where they started, in the cold trailer, and yet, everything was different. Elliot was no longer wary of Knight and touched him with confidence and tenderness rather than a greed originating from fear that this would only happen once. His beautiful black eye never left Knight’s face as he kissed his way down to the tenting at the front of Knight’s jeans. Knight bit his lip at the pleasure of watching him like this and gently rubbed Elliot’s scalp with his fingertips.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.”

The smile Knight got for the compliment made Elliot’s vulnerable charm even greater. “I know what’s more beautiful.” He rushed to unbuckle Knight’s belt, and Knight couldn’t get over the relief of making the commitment to Elliot. He’d been hanging on to some idea of who he thought he was for so long that he could have missed out on this had he not come to his senses on time.

“I mean, I could frame a picture of your face with my dick and carry it in my wallet,” Knight whispered as he watched Elliot open his pants and then release the hardening cock, which bobbed in front of Elliot, as if begging for touch.

Elliot wasn’t one for waiting and took the cockhead into his warm mouth with a happy groan that sounded like relief. Like getting off the bike after a twelve-hour drive. He pulled away and looked up. “Go on. Take one.” He flattened his tongue against the underside of Knight’s dick as if he were posing.

Knight choked up, whimpering from the pleasure of just watching it happen. It felt as if with those words Elliot caressed his balls without even touching them. Knight fumbled for his cell phone and quickly switched on the camera. “Oh, shit, babe. Such a shame I don’t have a record of the first time,” he said and shot a picture of Elliot half-smiling with Knight’s dick in his mouth. He then raised the phone higher to catch himself in the frame as well.

Elliot suckled on Knight’s cock with so much devotion Knight toyed with taking a video too, but he was too caught up in the moment. Time would come for that. Elliot’s cold fingers tickled Knight’s stomach when they crawled underneath Knight’s T-shirt. All Knight dreamed of was burying himself in Elliot’s pliant body, so eager to always take all Knight was willing to give.

“I had a massive bruise on my forehead the first time.”

“Yeah, well, we want our star to look his best.” Knight chuckled and massaged the sides of Elliot’s head, letting himself go as the damp, smooth insides of Elliot’s lips took over, caressing his cock with so much tenderness he was already losing it. It felt so, so good to be with Elliot again and knowing that this wouldn’t be the last time.

Even Elliot’s icy fingers didn’t bother him when it was his body heat that was warming them up. And it was all too easy to stay warm when Elliot was so good at sucking cock. His head bobbed as he let the cockhead dip into his throat now and again, making Knight bite his lips not to moan too loudly.

Knight’s thighs trembled, and he needed to rest some of his weight against the nearby wall, because this was likely the best blowjob of his entire life. His whole body was immersed in the fire originating at his groin where Elliot’s expert mouth and fingers fueled Knight with a bottomless amount of heat. Within minutes—or maybe seconds—he couldn’t stand still. He rubbed his hand over Elliot’s hair as the single eye looked up at him each time the thick dick went into Elliot’s mouth, seemingly with no effort.