บท 338: Bite Me

Ethan 

Demyan's lips were swollen. His eyes bloodshot and tears ran down his face. His short curly hair was a mess against the pillow case. I watched the way his chest rose and fell, his moans and breathless pleas ringing in my ears as if it was a hypnotic tune. 

He was magnificent. A being like no other and even though he was not completely all mine, not yet, right now where we lay he was. 

"No one's done this for you?" I spoke against his erection. I made sure my lips brushed against the velvet soft skin covering the steel weapon underneath. Sometimes I forgot how big Demyan was, I forgot until I had him pumping inside me and it felt like he was so deep that he knocked into my stomach at times.