Welcome to Hell
Chapter 241
Adrian Kael
I move my tongue firmly, up and down, exploring with hunger. When
I suck his anus, he lets out a groan that makes me lose control. I
begin to lap with more intensity, penetrating my tongue into his
warm entrance, feeling that marvelous flavor that makes me roll my
eyes in pleasure.
“Adrian… Shit… This is so good,” his voice comes out hoarse, broken
by pleasure. “Don’t stop… Keep going.”
The sound of his plea pierces right through me, making my body
respond before my mind can even process it.
I slide my hand forward, grabbing his hard rigidity. I begin to jerk him
off at the same rhythm as my mouth.
“Oh… That’s it… Keep going, Adrian,” his voice comes out low and
gravelly.
I roll my eyes at that surrender–pure, raw, breathtaking. The sound
of my name on his lips is enough to set every corner of my body on
fire.
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I increase the pace of the masturbation, driving him crazy with the
intensity. Now I’m the one losing it as he starts to grind against the
touch of my tongue, lost, moaning, and surrendered to the pleasure.
I can tell by the way he moves; he’s close, taken by the urgency of
wanting to come.
“Adrian… Adrian… fuck, don’t stop… I’m so close.” His moans grow
louder, heavy with desire, and the sound intoxicates me, drawing a
groan from me in response.
The masturbation becomes intense, my hand sliding over his rigid
length in a constant, rapid motion.
“Oh, fuck… Adrian!” His groan echoes loudly, and his entire body shudders, tensing with pleasure to the point of making me lose my
breath.
I pull my hand away from his cock, seeing his spent seed; I bring it to
my mouth, licking it.
“Savory, my love,” I murmur, standing up and placing a gentle kiss on
his back while he’s still leaning forward.
He turns around, and that look hits me full–on–eyes that make me
want to kneel before him again. He pulls me into an intense, fierce,
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savage kiss, and I return it with the same hunger.
Our tongues wage a silent battle, a struggle for dominance that makes
me lose track of time. The wet sound of the kiss fills the air–heavy,
lewd, and loaded with contained desire.
I grip his still–wet hair and pull him closer, deepening the kiss until
the world disappears. I bite his lips lightly, savoring every sigh, and
push back inside, exploring his mouth with the tip of my tongue until
I feel him shudder under my touch.
A groan escapes me as I feel his hand grip my cock, beginning to
stroke it.
“Magnus…” He kisses me again, silencing me with urgency.
His hand speeds up the rhythm of the stroking, driving me insane. His
mouth devours mine with such hunger that I’yield without resistance,
letting him dominate me however he wants.
He drops to his knees suddenly, swallowing my cock without
hesitation.
“Oh, goddammit… Magnus. Love.” I grip his hair tightly. “I’m sorry,
but I can’t control myself.”
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I start to move my hips fast, desperate, going deep into his throat,
feeling the heat envelop my rigidity.
“Yes, fuck. So good.” I throw my head back, never stopping the thrusts
into his mouth.
I hear him gag, but I don’t stop, because he didn’t push me away.
Which means I can keep going. When I look down, I find his eyes
watching me with an intensity that undoes me; his simple gaze is
enough to make me moan.
I pull my cock out of his mouth.
“Stick your tongue out, love.” He obeys without hesitation.
My body shudders at this sight. Magnus. Kneeling with his tongue
out. An insane smile forms on my lips; the scene is so obscene, so
sinful, that it drives me completely out of my mind.
I rub the tip of my cock against his tongue, moaning at the sensation.
I keep rubbing without stopping, sliding in and out. I hold his cheek
and penetrate his throat once more with brute, violent thrusts.
“Fuck… Magnus. Magnus.” I call his name like a prayer.
My hips thrusting with force, I throw my head back and pull his head
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forward. Making him swallow all of me, I come deep in his throat.
“Ah… That’s so good,” I say, eyes closed, feeling my cock pulse as I
empty my seed into his throat.
He pulls away, panting, coughing slightly, and a satisfied smile
appears on my lips seeing that he swallowed everything.
“Are you okay, love?”
I help him up and run my thumb over his lips, still reddened..
“Yes… you almost destroyed my throat, but I’m fine.” The ironic tone
draws a laugh from me.
“I’m sorry. But your mouth is too good. Hot, soft, tight. So fucking
good.”
He rolls his eyes, clearly trying to hide a smile.
“Enough, let’s get out and put something on. I’m starting to feel cold.”
“Sure,” I reply, following his steps out of the shower.
He takes a towel and approaches, starting to dry me. He passes the fabric over my face delicately, then slides it down my body in a calm,
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attentive rhythm. I just watch, hypnotized by his beauty.
When he finishes, I take the towel from his hand and return the car. I
start with his broad shoulders, going down slowly over his arms,
chest, and abdomen, every movement light and precise. I kneel to dry
his thighs, his groin, and his toes.
I stand up and leave a long kiss on his lips.
“There. You’re dry.”
He leans in, returns the kiss with the same softness, and kisses my
chin before pulling away to get dressed.
I smile, feeling my chest warm up. I grab my folded uniform from the
shelf and start to dress, still with that small smile on my lips.
As soon as we finish dressing, I approach and wrap him in a tight hug.
I rest my chin on his chest and look up to meet his eyes.
“What do you want to do now?” I ask in a light tone,
He furrows his brow, confused, and the expression makes him even
more adorable.
“What I mean is…” I continue with a half–smile. “Do you want to get
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out of here?”
His eyes go wide, surprised.
“What do you mean, get out of here? Of course I do, but… I got
twenty years.”
I kiss his chest slowly.
́I can get you out of here. We can leave whenever we want. I only
entered this hell to be with you, to win you over. As soon as you
wanted me to, we would leave together.”
I squeeze him tighter and rest my forehead against his chest.
“I’m just afraid, Magnus… afraid that when we leave, you’ll…” I bite
my lip, tasting the metallic hint of blood.
Adrian…”
He pulls away just enough to hold my face between his hands.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
