Crimson Reign

Crimson Reign by J.T. Cheyanne, V.L. Moon Read Free Book Online Page B

Book: Crimson Reign by J.T. Cheyanne, V.L. Moon Read Free Book Online
Authors: J.T. Cheyanne, V.L. Moon
his knees and swept aside his long mane of his hair, offering Lachi the access he desired to strong column of his throat.
    To steady himself, Laziel splayed a warm palm across the rolling abs of Lachi’s stomach and instantly became attuned to the vampire's rising ardor. His cool skin warmed under Laziel's delicate touch. Unused to the display of such tentative measures, Lachi’s breathing became insistently urgent when Laziel teasingly nipped the hard budded flesh of one taut nipple then blew a frigid breath over the raised angry nub. Laziel’s persuasive allure rose in abundance when Lachi opened glowing eyes and looked up at the male with wicked intent.
    “Laziel...don't...you don't dare push me. I won't be responsible if you do.” Lachi's feral growl sent icy tendrils of pleasure shooting through his veins. The forewarning ignored, Laziel lazily rimmed his lips then lowered his head. The scent of Lachi’s flesh enticed him; a mixture of musk and something erotic that made Laziel’s mouth water with the need to taste. He flicked out the length of his tongue and danced it over the delectable breadth of Lachi's broad, plumb colored head.
    “ANGEL!” Any further words from the vampire evaporated when Laziel’s mouth opened and he slipped the male's thickly veined shaft into the wet darkened depths of his warm mouth and groaned.
    “Hmm-mm.” The sensual taste of Lachi's satin smooth flesh exploded across his tongue. Lachi visibly trembled beneath his touch when Laziel dipped the tip of his tongue into the well of Lachi’s weeping slit. The angel purred when the salty caress of pre cum coated his throat. Starved for more, Laziel suckled the helmeted head and scraped the tips of his much shorter fangs over the delicate flesh. Lachi roared in abandonment when Laziel urged the hard slickened mass deeper into his welcoming throat.
    Moving the hands that caressed Lachi's trembling flesh, to grip his ass, Laziel impaled sharp talon like nails into his muscular flesh and guided the width of Lachi's hips to thrust even deeper. With the thick pulsing mass of Lachi’s sex lodged tight inside, Laziel mercilessly constricted his throat to grip the swollen head of the vampire’s cock. And, when Lachi's fingers raked viscously into Laziel’s long black hair, fisting the hip length strands in both his hands and began a slow guided thrust of his hips, Laziel groaned, sending a jolt of spine bending vibration through the heated swelling flesh of the vampire's stiff sex.
    “Argh. Fuck, angel. Ohh, damn...yeah. Oh yeah…yes. God damn it, Laz!” Unmindful of Lachi's pleading, Laziel swallowed using the absence of a gag reflex to heighten the torment of Lachi's lust. With the vampire’s ass secured in his pinning grip, he drove Lachi's wet rampant swell in and out of his hungry, hot mouth. The slip and glide of each knee trembling jut of Lachi’s hips was met by Laziel’s yielding deep throat. The heady scent of their lust for each other mingled into the room adding to the ambiance of their surroundings.
    Laziel was lost, possessed by the need to satisfy both their lustful intentions. He hollowed his cheeks and sucked slowly up the whole thick length of Lachi's impressive cock while his tongue trailed over the pulsating vein that ran to the tip. His lips smacked on release with a loud pop.
    Lachi sank to the floor, his beautiful bare chest heaving from the exertion to keep his release battened down tight, delaying the climactic moment when Laziel took all he had to offer after milking him while satiating his own sinful salaciousness. A low greedy growl slipped from Laziel’s lips to vibrate the surroundings with its deep rolling base. His hands scored up the insides of Lachi's inner thighs, spreading him wide before glowing celestial eyes.
    The air around them turned toxic as Laziel crawled up the male's shuddering torso. With a lick of the lips, Laziel coursed a teasing path up over his hips before positioning the still

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