Chapter 26

Arius pulled back and then, with the kind of slow patience that Lyle didn’t imagine he could manage if he’d tried, sank back into Lyle’s throat again. “Mm, yes,” Arius sighed. “Not your first time, I take it?”

He felt Arius fist his hair, squinted his eyes tighter in an effort to fight off gagging, and worked his tongue over the entirety of Arius’s length as Arius drew back. “Good,” Arius whispered. “Very good. Keep doing that.”

The command was gladly accepted, and while Lyle’s throat learned Arius’s thrusts and draws, Lyle tested the rest of Arius’s body with his hands. He trailed his fingers over Arius’s tight ass and hard thighs, traced paths over the curve of Arius’s hips and across Arius’s stomach. He drew tight circles over the ridges of Arius’s ribs and then soothed those patterns with his palms when Arius’s skin trembled. People could be so lucky to have such flawless bodies, such reactive senses, such heady scents…