that passed through him as he did so. It would be nice to finally sleep. Maybe it was a dream. He could only hope.
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Chapter Five
He gasped as Cross’s tongue passed over his nipples, lapping at each in turn before continuing its trail down his torso. The slick muscle traced his stomach, swirling around his belly button before sliding lower. Madigan groaned at the incredible feeling of it. The angel’s deep candy-apple-red wings spread out behind him, tempting Madigan to touch those soft feathers, just once. He couldn’t reach from this angle though. Dammit.
Then he quit worrying about wings because Cross’s hand closed over the tightly drawn balls underneath his very prominent erection. Madigan wondered briefly when he’d gotten naked before his hips started to surge upward, seeking friction against his hard member.
“Cross!” he panted. The angel’s head descended, swallowing the tip of Madigan’s erection and suckling gently. “Oh, Christ!” The angel pushed forward, sucking him into the back of his throat. Inarticulate sounds of need were coming out in regular intervals from Madigan’s throat. The hot, wet feeling of being surrounded by Cross’s mouth was freaking incredible. He never wanted it to stop.
“That is a beautiful sight.”
Madigan’s eyes popped open at the unfamiliar voice. Bren stood beside his bed, staring down at the two of them. His eyes widened, and a blush stole over his face. Cross didn’t seem to notice anything because he continued to suck Madigan like he was the last lollipop on Earth.
“Hmm.” Bren’s dark eyes sparkled with mischief. “You want him to suck that pretty cock of yours a lot, don’t you?” Madigan panted and nodded. There was no reason to lie. Cross grabbed his hips and
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pulled them up to give him better access to the cock he was
devouring. Madigan whimpered.
“You don’t like me much, huh?” Bren asked. He reached out and
pushed the hair that had started to cling to Madigan’s sticky skin away from his face. Madigan hesitated. It wasn’t that he disliked Bren. He was just so damn prickly.
Bren nodded in understanding. “I see. I’ll work on it. No promises though. Okay, bright eyes?” Madigan gave a tentative smile. At the same moment, Cross started deep throating him, and Madigan gave another groan of want. He blinked, and suddenly Bren was just as naked as Cross and he were.
“That’s so pretty, bright eyes. So damn pretty. So damn hot.” The dark-haired angel hesitated. “Can I kiss you, Madigan? Will that be all right?”
Madigan’s lust spiked impossibly then. He’d never been in a situation like this with humans, let alone with two angels. He beckoned him closer, and Bren obliged, sliding into bed beside him.
“Just a kiss. Okay, bright eyes?”
Madigan shook his head. “I want to suck you.” He found himself saying the words with no idea where they came from. Bren’s eyes widened in surprise an instant before his expression turned to one of pure, unadulterated lust.
“You sure?” the angel asked.
“Yeah,” Madigan panted. “Want you in my mouth so bad. Want to taste you.”
Bren rolled so that he was straddling Madigan’s head, his knees on either side of Madigan’s shoulders. Madigan licked his lips. With one hand, Bren steadied his cock so that Madigan could get his mouth lined up.
The head pushed past Madigan’s lips, and the salty hint of precum hit his tongue. He groaned at the taste of salt and man that came along with it.
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“Jesus, bright eyes!” Bren shouted as his head fell back in bliss. Cross started working Madigan faster, and Madigan’s whole body trembled with the effort not to come. His eyes glanced over to see Dex and Michel in the