“Yes, Hawk Lord,” I drawled and bent over, pressing my cheek to the blankets and lifting my ass in the air.
I spread my legs so he could kneel between them. Then he was there, his strong thighs shoving mine even further apart, and his cock nudging my hole in seconds. I moaned in relief as he entered me, and slid a hand down to stroke myself. I was close. So close.
“I saw you smile at him,” the Hawk Lord growled.
“Who?” I panted.
“The Eagle King. When he offered to trade, you smiled.”
“I was already smiling,” I snapped.
“Admit it! You thought about his cock taking your ass, just like this. You wanted him to slap you as he did...” he let the sentence hang.
“No, I didn't!”
“Yes, you did,” he growled. “You were staring at his lips as if imagining them around your cock. Is that what you want, Ravyn? You want a man to slap you and suck your dick?”
“No!”
“I'm never going to suck your off,” Dal growled. “That is what a consort does. You suck my cock and I fuck you. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I ground out.
“And my cock is the only one you will ever suck. It's the only one that will ever fuck you. Say it!”
“Your cock is the only one I'll ever suck or fuck.”
Dal pulled out suddenly. “Turn around and suck my dick now.”
I crawled around to him and reached for him.
He slapped my hand away. “Use your mouth.”
I glared up at him as I slid my mouth over his thick shaft. It was slick with that fae lubrication and tasted sweet. I moaned and sucked on him, my tongue sliding out to stroke him as I pulled my mouth back. Fuck, was that oil nectar? I sucked it off him greedily.
“Get your ass in the air while you suck me,” Dalsharan demanded.
I complied and even spread my legs though he wouldn't be able to appreciate the view from where he was. My cock pulsed in need, left hanging on the cusp of climax. Then something nudged my asshole, and I jerked. The Hawk Lord's hand went to the back of my head to push me down.
“It's a candle,” he drawled. “I'm moving it with my magic. Keep sucking, Consort.”
A carrot and now a candle? Couldn't he just use his damn cock? But then the candle, with its lovely tapered end, slid into me and started a lazy pumping. I moaned in delight and showed his dick my gratitude.
“That's it, good bird,” Dal growled as he ground his hips forward. “Take that candle up your ass because I put it there and suck my cock because I told you to.” He shoved deeper and gagged me. “Just like that. Choke on my dick.”
The candle started thrusting faster. I cried out around his flesh. My dick wept and pulsed. I swear I could feel my heartbeat in it. The Hawk Lord grabbed my head with both hands and shoved himself down my throat, then stayed there. I gasped for breath past his girth, strangling, staring up at him in horror. He watched me, pumped back just enough to let me breathe, then shoved forward again. Spit ran down my chin. The candle moved so fast it was starting to heat up and melt. I whimpered.
Dalsharan pulled back but began a rapid thrusting. His face twisted into a cruel smirk and his grip shifted, one hand going to my chin and the other to the top of my head. He pumped vigorously into my mouth. But then something shifted in his gaze and it widened. He seemed to register the tears glazing my eyes and the whimpers I was making. The candle withdrew and so did he.
“Ravyn,” he whispered in horror, “I'm so sorry.”
I panted past my swollen lips as I sat up. “It was him, wasn't it,” I said softly. “You were seeing Jaxon while you choked me with your dick.”
Dal's jaw clenched as he looked away. “Seeing him tonight was unexpected and... difficult.”
“It's fine, you didn't hurt me.” I went cross-legged and looked down at my poor aching cock. “Much.”
Dalsharan let out a shocked laugh, then went serious again. “I am sorry.”
“So you said.”
“What can I do to make it up to you?”
I grinned and looked down at my cock.
“I meant what I said about the cock sucking. You're not going to get that from me.”
“You can tongue my asshole but you won't suck my dick?” I huffed.
“Yes. One is preparing you to receive me, the other is demeaning.”
“It's demeaning for me to suck your cock?” I growled.
“No, you're my consort, that's what you do,” he said softly. “It's demeaning for me, as the Hawk Lord, to suck your cock. Sucking cock is submissive. I will never be that.”
“That's bullshit,” I grumbled. “Sucking cock is not submissive; it's just giving someone pleasure.”
“Is it going to be a problem?” Dal asked evenly, without emotion, but a muscle in his jaw ticked.
I grimaced. “I guess not.”
He let out a long sigh and stood up.
“Where the fuck are you going?”
“I thought you were angry?” Dal frowned. “Don't you want me to leave?”
“I want you to fuck me!” I shouted. “How many times do I have to say it?”
Dal's eyes went wide and then he grinned. He crawled back onto the bed, his stare sliding over my ass.
“Although, there is one thing I'd like to do first if you really do want to make it up to me.”
He lifted a pale brow.
“Lie back and spread your legs, Hawk Lord,” I purred. “I want to tongue your hole.”
The Hawk Lord made an aroused growl as he laid back on the mound of pillows and spread his legs for me. I went to my belly and sprawled between them, giving his cock a reviving lick before lifting it out of my way.
“You'll have to hold your legs up for me,” I said wryly.
Dal scowled, knowing where I was going with it, but complied. Those strong, warrior hands slid under his knees and he lifted his legs into the air, spreading himself wide as his hips moved forward and his sweet, little, puckered hole came into view. I made a sound of deep delight and nuzzled my face against him.
“Oh, fuck,” he whispered as I made my first swipe.
I flicked my tongue over that dusky rose skin, tracing the rim, then slipped it inside slowly. He cried out as his ass clenched around my tongue. I straightened it and thrust deeper, like a tiny wet dick. Oh, sweet Goddess, I was fucking his ass with my tongue and he was letting me.