My Dark Knight (Kings of Hell MC 2)

“You’re a freaking wizard with cock.”

Elliot pulled away to speak, but still had his lips caressing the painfully hard cock. “What’s your superpower? With those new hands of yours, can you reach into my soul and fuck me like that?”

Knight shuddered. “Oh, fuck... I—don’t know. What if I hurt you by accident?” he asked, squeezing Elliot’s shoulders. He needed to kiss Elliot’s lips. And he needed it to happen now.

“You could never hurt my soul, Knight.” Elliot left a teasing kiss on the tip of Knight’s cock.

Knight hauled him up so rapidly Elliot crashed into Knight’s body, but then Knight pushed his tongue into Elliot’s mouth, and everything just melted inside his head. Elliot’s lips were a bit salty, and it made Knight shudder to know it was because his own dick had just been inside them. He didn’t even think before he pushed Elliot down to the bed.

The scent of dust wouldn’t discourage him when Elliot’s legs wrapped around him. Elliot held on to Knight’s neck as the kiss intensified, but touching each other through clothes just wouldn’t do at all. Knight wanted in. He wanted to take everything Elliot offered.

Frantic with need, he pushed his body on top of Elliot’s and yanked at his jeans, fruitlessly trying to pull them off without breaking the kiss. No matter how hot Elliot looked in the tight pants now that his body filled up a little, the struggle was hell, and Elliot reached between them to unbutton the jeans quickly.

His trim body was made to be loved by Knight. So long and slim, not too hairy and yet definitely masculine. Knight wasn’t about to wait any longer because now his dick was leading the way.

He pulled away only to flip Elliot over, and a groan escaped his lips at the sight of that pretty, smooth ass and the trembling thighs. Elliot spread them as much as the jeans at his knees allowed, and witnessing it made Knight’s cock twitch.

“Bet that hole wants me to fill it two times over,” Knight whispered, enchanted by the way Elliot angled his hips and hopelessly rubbed his hands against the blankets under him. As if he couldn’t stand being without Knight’s dick inside him. Rubbing the trembling ass, Knight tried to keep his cool, but it was so difficult once he could see the dusky hole inside that tempting crack. He pulled the buttocks farther apart, exposing more of Elliot’s balls too, and at once he wanted to learn how to suck on them. But that would come another time. His cock throbbed so insistently in the cold air that he couldn’t guarantee he’d last through more foreplay.

Elliot looked at Knight over his shoulder, all flushed, and with glistening lips that seemed to beg for more cock. “Yes, please. I want to feel you inside, on top, all over.”

“You look so hot for it. Like it’s the only thing you live for,” Knight whispered and slapped Elliot’s buttock, watching the pale skin gain a bit of a rosy color. “Like you’re gonna die if you don’t get my dick.”

Elliot’s moan was music to his ears and Elliot only arched his ass higher, making shivers trail down Knight’s spine at the sight. “Because I will. I love it when it throbs inside me, and you fuck me like no one can. It’s like my insides are melting.”

The words, the tone in which they were spoken scrambled Knight’s brain, and he grabbed the first little cosmetic tube in sight. There were almonds on the package, so that had to mean it was a soothing product. Without thinking much, he squirted a large dollop of the thick, sweet-scented cream on his hand and rubbed some of it against Elliot’s hole. The fine hairs on Elliot’s buttocks tickled his hand, but he was so completely focused on the way his two fingers dipped inside the snug hole that each sensation joined a river of excitement that had Knight already humping Elliot’s jeans.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard the bed’s gonna break.”

Elliot gasped when Knight’s fingers spread inside of him. “I don’t care. I won’t be sleeping here ever again.” He wiggled under Knight, arching to the touch, then pulling away from it, and Knight couldn’t wait to feel that same sensation on his cock.

“No. No you’ll be sleeping in my bed, and at night I’m gonna wake you up so that we can fuck again. Because I can’t fucking help myself around you,” Knight whispered against Elliot’s ear. Overwhelmed by the fresh scent of Elliot’s body, he quickly rubbed the remaining cream over his aching cock and put it against Elliot’s anus.

“I’m all yours,” Elliot whimpered, his hole eager to swallow Knight’s cockhead already.

Even with all the clothes on, Knight could feel how Elliot’s body shivered under his, ready to take his dick. So plaint, so accepting, and devoted. He knew he’d be the center of Elliot’s universe from now on, and he fucking loved that. Fane was a long-forgotten memory, and from now on all of Elliot’s devotion would be Knight’s.