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

Laurent stifled a moan, gripping the longer hair on top of Beast’s head as the damp touch radiated all the way to his face and left him flushing. Few things were comparable to the sensation of Beast pleasuring Laurent with his mouth. Skin to skin. Kisses and suckles Laurent was powerless against. When he’d set out on his quest for male flesh, that was all he’d had in mind except perhaps companionship, but he found so much more in Beast’s embrace.

The heat of Beast’s tongue made Laurent gasp as the strange contrast between the temperature of the air and the warmth on his cock took his brain into a spin. How could two sensations so different, so separate, coexist in one body yet create no conflict? He was sure there had been a reason for those thoughts once, but it dispersed when the saliva cooled on his balls and Beast sucked in his cockhead.

Laurent groaned and bent forward, clutching Beast’s hair. Nothing could compare to the sense of belonging he felt each time they connected intimately. Not just because his cock was rock-hard from the excitement, but also because Beast put so much effort and care into pleasuring him. He was such an imposing man, the president of the Kings of Hell MC, yet he was still eager to push his head between Laurent’s legs, suck his dick, and swallow the spunk.

The massive hands squeezed Laurent’s ass, speaking of Beast’s urgency, even before he hollowed his cheeks around Laurent, creating suction so wonderful it had Laurent digging his heels into Beast’s shoulders. Had there ever been a man more skilled at giving another this kind of bliss than Beast? Surely not. Nobody could be as caring, sweet, and filthy all at once.

Beast clenched one hand on Laurent’s ass while tightening the other around Laurent’s balls. It didn’t hurt but was intense enough to make Laurent’s head fog up, and his cock tremble from the inside. It was as if he were intending to milk Laurent of all his juices.

Laurent wrapped his arms around Beast’s head and moaned against its shaved side. “Beast, I’m almost there,” he whispered in a shaky voice. He couldn’t help it anymore, and rocked his hips against the lips sucking him with urgency.

Beast didn’t relent. If anything, he caressed Laurent more intensely. Downing all of him at once, he swallowed around the cock, causing hot tremors to erupt all over Laurent. With his legs shaking, he came into Beast’s mouth and did a real bad job of staying silent.

He panted against Beast’s skin, and once his breathing became less erratic, he licked the salty flesh. He and Beast were meant to be. It was so obvious now, he couldn’t comprehend that he’d ever had any doubts.

“You are so good at this. Let me see if I can match your skill.”

Beast licked his lips as if he’d just dined on gourmet food, and grabbed the wooden pillars on either side of Laurent. The platform was high above the ground, but he hopped on with such skill Laurent wasn’t sure if it was his supreme strength or urgency that made it possible.

Beast pushed him flat to the floor of the children’s play castle, sliding his hands up Laurent’s arms and entwining their fingers during a kiss so passionate the fire that had dimmed inside Laurent after he came once again burned a bit brighter.

“I want you more than I ever wanted anyone,” Beast whispered, moving on to press wet, demanding kisses over the side of Laurent’s face.

“I love you,” Laurent said, and slipped his hand between Beast’s thighs, eager to taste him and give as much pleasure as he’d been offered.

Beast’s eyes rolled back, and he grabbed the hand, pressing it tighter against him. His cock felt massive and was already so stiff Laurent moaned in sympathy. Surely, he could provide his man the relief he needed. “Me too. Love everything about you, even when you act all self-righteous. You’re so cute when you think you’re never wrong,” Beast said, half-snorting, half-whimpering.

Laurent squeezed Beast’s dick through the soft fabric of the overalls. “Watch what you say to a man who is about to have your cock between his teeth.”

Beast trembled and rocked above Laurent. “I’m shuddering with fear.”

Laurent couldn’t help but bite back a smile. He rubbed his fingers over the cock while reaching up with his other hand to the zipper at Beast’s chest. He couldn’t wait to feast his eyes on the sight it kept hidden. He had no doubt that even in the dim light it would be an indulgence to the senses.

“Shall I take back my offer?” he teased.

Beast let out a growl of impatience and pushed Laurent’s arms back, pressing them to the floor. He moved forward until his crotch was aligned with Laurent’s face. Only then, once Laurent was immobilized and waiting, did he open the overalls, revealing his underwear and tattooed chest.