Free Web NovelChapter 353: The weight of him [18+]
The mattress groaned beneath them as Alaric drove his cock in and out of Julain’s tight hole. Julian moaned and he bit his lips, the pressure building into something that he couldn’t handle for much longer.
Alaric kissed his lips, stopping him from biting his lips any further and groaned into his lips.
"I told you, Julian. If you must bite, bite me," he said and kissed his lips only to pull back, pulling his cock out of a Julian and rolling Julian onto his stomach.
Julian let out a ragged gasp, his cheek pressing flat against the damp velvet pillows as he pushed his elbows into the bed to support himself.
"L-lucien? Ah—"
He was already entirely sensitive, his skin flushed a deep, vibrant pink. And now the friction of the sheets against the residual sting of Alaric’s love bites made him shiver.
Alaric didn’t give him a second to breathe. He settled his thighs over the back of Julian’s legs as he arched Julian’s lower back.
The Duke pressed his weight down upon him, a physical siege that left Julian entirely pinned, helpless to do anything but take whatever was dealt from above.
With a low, dominant growl, Alaric brought the head of his cock against the twitching, wet entrance of Julain’s hole and drove it back inside from behind.
"Aah—! Lucien!" Julian cried out, his fingers clawing desperately at the edges of the pillow as the angle changed completely.
This position allowed Alaric to go even deeper. He grabbed Julian’s hips with both of his large hands, his fingers digging into the skin to lock him in place as he began a ruthless, continuous pounding.
Each heavy slam buried his cock to the base, hitting Julian’s sweetest spot with an unyielding accuracy that made the scholar’s vision burst into bright, hazy colors.
The wet sound of their collision filled the quiet room, underscored by the heavy, animalistic grunts of the Duke as he ruthlessly claimed every inch of his partner’s body.
Julian was completely unraveled. His body shook under the sheer violence of the pleasure, his toes curling into the sheets as his walls spasmed tightly around the thick, invading cock.
The constant, crushing rhythm built a fire in his lower abdomen until, with a high, broken sob, Julian came hard against the sheets without even being touched, his body twitching as his seed spilled onto the fabric.
Alaric let out a deep, rumbling groan at the sudden, desperate contraction of Julian’s inner walls. He delivered five more massive, trembling thrusts, driving himself as deep as possible before his own release tore through him, filling Julian up to the brim with his thick semen.
The Duke collapsed forward, his heavy, sweaty chest pressing entirely flat against Julian’s back, his breath coming in ragged, exhausting gasps against the nape of Julian’s neck, right below the dark mark he had claimed earlier.
As the storm settled, Julian let out a weak, breathy chuckle—more like a soft, entirely contented vibration in his chest. He didn’t care about the sweat or the exhaustion; his heart felt lighter than it had in like ages.
"I’m so glad, Lucien..." Julian murmured, his voice thick with a drug-like afterglow as he tilted his head slightly to the side. "I’m very happy to be filled by you. It makes my heart full... and I have craved for this fullness for days when you were not by my side. It is not enough to just have you by my side. I want to..." He breathed a warm, slightly flushed laugh against the pillow. "...feel you."
The raw, unprompted confession hit Alaric like a physical blow. The absolute vulnerability of his scholar—the man who had just cowered a god and a council, now completely pliant and begging for him—instantly sent a violent surge of heat straight back to the Duke’s softened cock.
His cock, still buried deep within Julian’s sticky hole, twitched and immediately began to harden again, expanding back to its full, terrifying size inside the tight canal.
Alaric gritted his teeth, a dark, primal possessiveness completely taking over his senses. He grabbed Julian by the waist and pulled him up, violently shifting their bodies until Alaric was sitting up against the headboard, and Julian was forced onto his lap, straddling his massive thighs.
Julian gasped, his legs automatically wrapping around Alaric’s waist to stabilize himself as his arms flew up to lock tightly around the Duke’s neck.
His inner walls clamped down hard around the thick cock that was already stretching him wide open once again.
Alaric’s chest heaved violently against Julian’s, their hearts hammering a frantic, overlapping rhythm in the dim light of the fireplace.
His large hand came up to cup the back of Julian’s head, his fingers tangling in the messy dark hair as he forced Julian to lift his face. His sharp blue eyes were dark, burning with a lethal, consuming intensity as he stared directly into Julian’s glazed, beautiful blue gaze. freeweɓnovel.cøm
"Say that to my face," Alaric demanded, his rough voice dropping into a thick, commanding growl that brooked absolute no refusal.
He wanted to hear those exact words again, but this time, he wanted to look into Julian’s eyes, to see every twitch of pleasure, every drop of tears, and every single expression his lover made.
But he didn’t just want a passive recitation. Just as Julian parted his lips to speak, Alaric firmly gripped his hips and delivered a sudden, powerful upward thrust, burying his fully hardened cock straight up into Julian’s core.
"Nngh—! Ha-ah!" Julian screamed softly, his back arching as the sudden movement tore a high, unraveled moan from his throat. The sheer depth of the penetration made his mind spin, his fingers digging frantically into the muscles of Alaric’s shoulders.
"Say it," Alaric prompted ruthlessly, his jaw set in a tight, stubborn line as he began to move his hips in a heavy, rhythmic roll, intentionally grinding against the most sensitive walls inside him. "Word for word, Julian. Tell me while I’m inside you."
Julian trembled, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as he struggled to gather his thoughts through the heavy, overwhelming fog of pleasure.
He looked into Alaric’s fierce, possessive eyes, seeing the absolute obsession written in every line of his face, and let out a warm, tearful laugh.
"I... I want to feel you, Lucien," Julian moaned out, his voice cracking beautifully as Alaric hit him deep again. "I am... Nh-haa!... happy to be filled... by you. Only you... Fill me up... Lucien!"
