Jesus Christ,was this really happening?
Tentatively, I reached down and threaded my trembling fingers through his long hair. Lonan moaned again hoarsely and sucked harder, his head starting to bob.
“Oh fuck,” I breathed, legs turning to jelly as pleasure rushed up my thighs and the length of my cock. Pre-cum pulsed from the tip, and Lonan licked frantically to lap it up. When the tip of his tongue dipped into the tiny slit for more, my knees almost buckled.
Lonan’s fingers dug hard into my hips before he moved a hand to wrap it round the base of my shaft, fisting me in time with his ardently bobbing head. Wet slurping sounds filled the still night air, making my balls tingle and tighten.
Jesus, he was sucking my cock like he’d beendyingto do it. His sheer enthusiasm was forcing the orgasm up too fast, making me pant as my head tipped back against the tree behind me. I let out a choked groan, my hips bucking when he sucked all the way up my length to give the head a wet, tonguing kiss. He moaned raggedly, sucking harder until my cock jerked and gave up another small gush of pre-cum. His moan turned guttural, and he plunged his mouth back down my length.
“Oh fuck.” I clenched my teeth, chest heaving as I stared down at the unseelie assassin prince on his knees in front of me, sucking my cock like he’d never wanted anything in his mouth more.
Big black eyes turned up, meeting my gaze briefly, and that was all it took.
“Fuck,” I hissed, holding his head steady as my hips bucked, my cock swelling even harder in his mouth.
A long, low groan left me when I started to come, spurting round after round onto Lonan’s waiting tongue. He moaned and sucked harder, hand squeezing the base before dropping to cup my balls, making me jerk with a gasp. As my orgasm finally started to ease, I felt Lonan’s hands trembling against me. He moaned again, sharper, more desperate, his mouth finally going slack around me.
My weakly pulsing cock slipped free as his body jerked and he buried his face against the nest of hair at the base of my length. His fingertips dug into my thighs too hard, his own hips bucking where he knelt on the ground. He was coming, I knew without a doubt, and the thought made me groan again as my cock let out one last weak spurt, which thankfully missed his hair.
We were both panting, our breaths trembling as the frenzy faded. My fingers were still buried in Lonan’s hair. Tentatively I shifted them, stroking his scalp. He let out a low sigh and turned his head, brushing his lips over my slowly softening shaft. I shuddered when he started kissing down the length, gritting my teeth from the sharp pleasure-pain as his tongue emerged and curled around the sensitive head to lick up the cum clinging to it.
Oh my god. I had no idea how or why that had just happened, and I had absolutely no idea what I was supposed to say now.
Lonan seemed to feel the same, because he suddenly stiffened from where he’d been nuzzling the thatch of hair at the base of my cock. His hands slowly slid off my hips as he leaned back, chest rising fast. He stared at my softening cock, fingers twitching on his thighs.
I swallowed around my dry throat. “Lonan—”
Faster than I could blink, he shot to his feet and vanished, a black crow soaring up into the sky and away.