Fractured Souls by Ava Marie Salinger
31
It waspast two a.m. by the time Cassius unlocked the door to his apartment. He flicked the light on, entered the hallway, and was greeted by a loud meow.
Loki ran over from the lounge, alarm painting a faint, crimson aura around his body. He stopped abruptly when he got within a couple of feet of Cassius. He sniffed the air cautiously, tail frozen and whiskers quivering.
“I wonder if he can smell the black magic on you,” someone murmured behind Cassius.
He turned around. Morgan had entered his apartment and was closing the door, looking for all the world like he lived there.
“What are you doing?” Cassius said. “Your place is the next door down.”
“I’m sleeping here tonight,” Morgan declared.
“I’m not in the mood for sex,” Cassius stated in an adamant tone, doing his best to ignore the alluring way Morgan’s T-shirt stretched across his chest as he shrugged out of his jacket.
“Who said we’re having sex?” Morgan asked innocently.
Loki came closer and rubbed his body against Cassius’s legs, marking him with his scent. The demon cat hesitated before doing the same to Morgan.
Morgan squatted and scratched Loki under the chin. “See, he doesn’t mind.”
The cat’s eyes shrank to yellow slits of pleasure and a low rumble of approval echoed from his belly.
“Traitor,” Cassius mumbled to Loki. He sighed. “I’m tired. I’m gonna have a shower and sleep. Do what you want.”
He turned and headed into the bedroom, his mind full of all that had happened tonight, the thread of unease dancing through him unabating. He hated that he couldn’t remember the final part of his battle with the warlock, when he’d changed into his armored form. He was also still reeling from the shock of having triggered a new power inside Morgan. One that tasted eerily familiar to his senses.
Cassius had just stripped out of his clothes and was unwrapping the bandage Lucy had tied around his midriff when Morgan came up behind him.
“Here, let me.”
Cassius stiffened and turned. Morgan was naked, having disposed of his own clothes in the bedroom. A shiver raced through Cassius as Morgan gently peeled the dressing away, a small frown of concentration wrinkling the Aerial’s brow. He cursed under his breath when he exposed Cassius’s wound.
Only a pink pucker remained of the jagged perforation. Cassius knew it would be fully healed by morning.
He gasped as Morgan leaned down and pressed his lips against the injury.
“I really thought I’d lost you.”
Cassius swallowed at the way Morgan’s voice trembled slightly. His chest grew tight when Morgan straightened and gazed at him fiercely, his aquamarine eyes brimming with emotion.
“I never want to go through that again.”
Cassius’s breath hitched in his throat as Morgan kissed his forehead and took him in his arms. He stiffened before slowly relaxing in Morgan’s hold, Morgan’s heat and scent wrapping him in a peaceful cocoon. They stayed like that for a moment, their hearts thundering against one another.
Morgan turned the shower on and led Cassius under the hot spray.
He washed Cassius wordlessly, his hands tender as he stroked and rubbed him clean. Cassius hesitated before reciprocating, an ache igniting deep inside him. He explored Morgan’s body curiously with his fingers, marveling at the broad physique and hard muscles so different from his own. A faint frown creased his forehead as he lingered on the pale scar that cut across the Aerial’s chest.
Morgan sucked in air when Cassius leaned in and kissed the faintly puckered skin where it crossed his heart.
“Is this from the Fall?” Cassius murmured.
“Ah-huh.” Morgan’s hands danced down Cassius’s back and cupped his butt, pulling him close. “I woke up with that wound after I landed on Earth. It’s never healed fully.”
“Hmm.” Desire heated Cassius’s blood at the sight of Morgan’s raging erection where it poked his belly. He stroked the thick, hot shaft lightly and smiled at Morgan’s soft curse. “I thought you said we weren’t gonna have sex.”
Morgan bucked his hips, his fingers clenching on Cassius’s ass. “I lied.”
Resonance sparked hotly between their soul cores, causing them to gasp. Cassius tightened his grip punishingly on Morgan’s cock and chuckled at the Aerial’s lustful groan.
“Maybe I should discipline you,” he said against Morgan’s throat before nipping the flushed skin delicately with his teeth, enjoying this new feeling dancing between their souls.
It made him feel wanton and hungry, like he wanted to possess Morgan and be possessed by him at the same time. There was no point denying what was about to happen between them. They both needed this after tonight.
“Fuck!” Morgan hissed as Cassius started stroking him.
He turned the water off, pulled Cassius out of the shower, and dragged him into the bedroom.
“Wait!” Cassius protested. “We’re gonna soak the sheets!”
An “Ooof!” left him as Morgan pushed him down unceremoniously on the bed.
“Considering everything we’re about to do, we’ll be drenching these sheets with more than just water shortly.”
Morgan dropped a hand to his erection and gave himself a brisk rub as he searched the nightstand. Cassius’s mouth watered as he stared at Morgan’s thick rod. All thoughts of getting a good night’s rest had fled his mind. A shudder ran through him.
He couldn’t wait to have Morgan inside him.
“No condoms,” Cassius breathed just as Morgan grasped the box of foils.
The otherworldly and magic users couldn’t catch STDs, so the protectives were just an option. Cassius spread his legs and bent his knees, one hand dipping down his body to caress his own rock-hard cock. Morgan followed his every move as if he were a starving man at a feast.
“I want you bareback,” Cassius stated brazenly, his insides throbbing.
A growl left Morgan. He climbed onto the bed, cast a bottle of lube at the sheets, and crowded Cassius with his body. Cassius welcomed Morgan’s weight with a moan. He wrapped his arms around Morgan’s shoulders and gripped his hips with his thighs, anchoring their bodies together. They shivered at the electrifying buzz connecting their soul cores.
Morgan rested an elbow next to Cassius, tilted his chin with his hand, and took his mouth in a torrid kiss, his touch forceful where he held his jaw. Lust tightened Cassius’s belly as their tongues met in a passionate mating dance. Morgan kissed Cassius for timeless moments before working his way down his body, his hands and mouth worshiping every inch of skin he came across.
Cassius’s entire world narrowed to the man making love to him with fierce passion, his own lips open on throaty gasps and sultry moans.
Morgan squeezed and tugged Cassius’s nipples with his fingers before swirling and flicking his tongue across the hardened, sensitive nubs. Cassius groaned and arched his back as Morgan sucked one nipple into his hot, hungry mouth. His hand found the pillow under his head and he bit his lip to stop from crying out, pleasure shooting to his core from where Morgan suckled him, his precum making a sticky mess of Morgan’s belly.
“Don’t.” Morgan’s gaze burned Cassius as he tugged his lip free from his teeth. “I want to hear every single sound you make. Your moans, your gasps, your screams.” He kissed Cassius, his expression feral. “They’re all mine!”
Morgan soon shifted his attention to Cassius’s quivering abs and tight belly before settling in the cradle of his body. He hooked Cassius’s legs over his shoulders, fixed his hips with strong hands, and looked up at him from under his lashes, his eyes a deep turquoise. Cassius trembled as Morgan’s breath danced tantalizingly across his erection.
“Can I eat you?” Morgan growled.
Cassius took his aching cock in one hand and guided it feverishly to Morgan’s mouth. “Yes!”
A guttural cry left Cassius as Morgan closed his lips on the head of his dick and gave it a languorous suck. His heels dug punishingly into Morgan’s back when Morgan took his shaft deeper into his mouth, lips and tongue working Cassius’s quivering length with expert slurps and strokes.
A buzzing noise filled Cassius’s head, pleasure swamping him in waves that threatened to drown him. He started thrusting up into Morgan’s mouth, a sob falling from his lips at the bolts of hot ecstasy stabbing through his body, his soul core shuddering. Sweat beaded his face and chest as Morgan took his time blowing him toward his climax, taking him deep into the tight confines of his throat before drawing back all the way to his quivering tip, repeating the torturous motion over and over again.
Cassius’s balls rose and his belly contracted painfully as the first wave of his orgasm tightened his spine. He clutched Morgan’s head and tried to pull him off his aching cock.
“I’m gonna come!” he gasped.
Morgan let go and gently nibbled the underside of Cassius’s shaft. “Then come.”
He held Cassius’s gaze as he swallowed his cock all the way to the root and gave him the strongest suck yet.
Cassius’s climax hit him like a freight train.
His voice echoed loudly around the bedroom as he cried out and danced on the bed, his dick pulsing deep in Morgan’s throat. Morgan groaned and gulped it all down, his fingers biting into Cassius’s hips where he held him.
Cassius collapsed on the sheets a moment later, his heart racing and his body limp with pleasure. He hissed when Morgan let go of his spent organ, his flesh oversensitive.
Morgan rose, grabbed a pillow, and tucked it under Cassius’s lower back.
Cassius’s breath locked in his throat at the sight of Morgan’s erection. He looked even bigger than before, the veiny shaft a ruddy red and glistening with precum. Morgan knelt between Cassius’s thighs and opened the bottle of lube.
“Spread your legs, Cassius,” he ordered, smearing his palms and fingers with lube. He took his dick with one hand and started rubbing himself, his grip slick. “Show me all of you.”
Desire pooled inside Cassius’s belly once more, stirring his cock afresh. He flushed before grabbing hold of the back of his knees and stretching himself wide, exposing the most sinful part of him to Morgan’s hungry gaze.
A savage curse left Morgan when he saw Cassius’s taint and hole. He clasped Cassius’s calves and pulled his legs high up in the air, lifting his lower body clear off the bed.
“Morgan!” Cassius’s eyes rounded as he grasped Morgan’s intent. He buried one hand in Morgan’s hair and tugged. “No! Don’t—oh!”
The first flick of Morgan’s hot tongue against his opening sent dizzying tingles through his back passage and up his spine. Cassius’s fingers clenched tightly on Morgan’s head, his other hand taking the bedsheet in a white-knuckled grip. He sobbed and tried to twist away when Morgan repeated the action, the sensation too raw. Morgan’s hands tightened on his legs, keeping him in place.
Cassius could only moan and gasp and writhe helplessly as Morgan rimmed him, softening his entrance with his lips and tongue, sending arrows of intense pleasure shooting up his hole and echoing through his soul core. An animal expression darkened Morgan’s face when he lowered Cassius’s legs to the bed moments later.
He took hold of Cassius’s right knee, opened his thigh wide, and pushed a lubed-up finger inside Cassius’s ass. Cassius groaned, body instinctively bearing down on the intruder. Morgan thrust in and out a few times before slipping a second finger inside him, spreading him open.
Cassius panted as Morgan fucked him with his fingers. Sweat splashed down onto Cassius’s belly from Morgan’s face. Cassius moaned and fisted his hands on the pillow behind his head, hips undulating to meet Morgan’s thrusts.
“Good! That feels so good!” Cassius met Morgan’s torrid gaze. “Don’t stop!”
Morgan scissored his fingers and stretched him wide before driving a third digit inside him. Cassius hissed and arched his head back, eyes closing tightly as he breathed through his nose, forcing his body to relax. His insides felt deliciously full despite the sting and burn of penetration.
Morgan’s fingertips drew a harsh cry from his throat when they bumped his prostate.
“You like that?” Morgan growled, repeating the move.
Cassius’s answer was an incoherent sound.
An untamed snarl left Morgan as he withdrew his fingers from Cassius’s body. Cassius blinked his eyes open in time to see Morgan grab his meaty dick and guide it to his hole. Morgan hooked Cassius’s legs around his waist, pressed his hands on either side of Cassius’s body, and punched his hips forward in a hard thrust, his gaze burning bright with desire as he locked eyes with Cassius.
Cassius cried out as Morgan entered him in one smooth glide, penetrating him all the way to the hilt. Morgan stilled when he was fully lodged inside Cassius’s back passage. He gritted his teeth, giving Cassius time to adapt to his girth.
“Are you okay?” Morgan gnashed, knuckles whitening on the bed.
Cassius nodded shakily, thankful for the brief reprieve. Morgan’s cock stretched him to the brim, filling him deeper than he’d ever been filled. He licked his lips as his body adjusted to Morgan’s thick length, the hot prickling of Morgan’s penetration slowly easing. An ache replaced it, hot and hungry.
Morgan swore as Cassius clenched around him.
“Move,” Cassius begged breathlessly, dropping a hand to his own trembling erection.
Morgan obliged with a fierce grunt, hips drawing back before pumping forward again. Cassius groaned, his heels digging into Morgan’s lower back as Morgan set an intense pace from the get-go, his cock impaling him over and over again. He rolled his hips, matching Morgan’s thrusts, welcoming the savage give and take of their lovemaking as he stroked his aching dick briskly.
Morgan leaned down and took Cassius’s mouth in a passionate kiss, swallowing his gasps and cries. He lifted a hand from the sheets and took over Cassius’s fingers where he rubbed himself.
“Does it feel good?” Morgan mumbled against Cassius’s lips, pupils dilated and eyes a brilliant blue-green as he moved above and inside him.
Cassius sucked in air when Morgan’s cock nudged his prostate, sending stars exploding across his vision.
“Can’t you tell?!” he gasped, his back passage spasming greedily around Morgan’s shaft.
Morgan cursed and dropped his face against Cassius’s shoulder, his fingers squeezing Cassius’s cock.
“Shit! Your hole is so tight and hot!” he groaned. “You feel incredible!”
Tension pooled in Cassius’s belly and spine as Morgan thrust in deep and hard. He raked Morgan’s back with his nails and gripped his waist tightly with his thighs, chasing his pleasure with breathless pants.
The way Morgan’s movements accelerated told Cassius he was close to climaxing too. Morgan rose above him, his pistoning hips driving Cassius into the mattress, his self-control slipping. The bed rocked rhythmically as he threw his head back and gave in to his animal side, his neck cording as he rutted with passionate savagery, his erotic grunts heightening Cassius’s pleasure ten-fold.
Heat flashed between their soul cores, drawing a cry from both of them. Cassius met Morgan’s dazed stare. His vision flickered and his breath locked as his orgasm hit, his soul core trembling with echoes of fire that only intensified his pleasure. Devastating ecstasy stormed him as he came in Morgan’s hand and all over their bellies, making him lose all sense of time and place. The only thing that existed in that moment was the man taking him, their bodies mating with sweet abandon.
Cassius shuddered and shook as he rode the wild waves, trusting Morgan to guide him safely to the other side. Morgan went rigid and came on a feral shout. Hot wetness gushed deep inside Cassius, Morgan’s cock pulsing and throbbing as he ejaculated.
Cassius whimpered, his back passage quivering with ripples of intense pleasure, his hole growing slick with Morgan’s cum. He tugged Morgan down for a kiss as the angel continued thrusting inside him, welcoming the carnal sensation of being filled with his seed.
Morgan finally slowed, hips twitching and jerking as the final aftershocks of pleasure coursing through him died down. He collapsed heavily on Cassius, his heart thundering against Cassius’s chest and his heated breaths washing across his throat.
“Damn,” Morgan mumbled after a moment.
Cassius chuckled weakly. “That good, huh?”
They both groaned when the movement made Cassius’s passage tighten around Morgan’s dick where he was still wedged inside him.
“Give me a moment to recover,” Morgan panted.
Cassius blinked. “Wait. You mean you want to go again?!”
Morgan lifted his head and studied Cassius with a tolerant expression. “Oh, my sweet little lamb. You have no idea what’s in store for you.”
Cassius flushed, recalling the hours of lovemaking he’d overheard coming from Morgan’s bedroom in the last couple of weeks.
“You’re a beast,” he grumbled, not quite able to hide his excitement.
Morgan nuzzled his nose and traced his stirring cock with a light touch. “I’m your beast.”
Cassius groaned before clutching his face and kissing him, hunger stirring inside him afresh as resonance trembled between their soul cores.
They’d just finished making love for the third time and were lying limply in each other’s arms when someone knocked on the bedroom door.