Devlin and Garrick by Cameron Dane (best big ereader TXT) 📗

the knot he’d created. He pulled, and Devlin sucked in a deep breath as the material tightened around his wrist.

This is it. Gradyn secured the other end of the first tie to the rounded post of the headboard, and Devlin’s throat went too dry to speak. Tendrils of chill whipped around his limbs with talons of icy cold, and he felt the blood rush away from his dick and leave him limp. No! Not now.

As if he sensed every bit of confusion roiling around inside Devlin, Gradyn pressed kisses to the tips of each of Devlin’s fingers. He then pushed Devlin’s other hand through the second tie, did the same, and the pinpricks dotting Devlin’s arms and legs settled and disappeared. Gradyn tightened the noose around Devlin’s second wrist and stretched his arm to the other side of the headboard, where he quickly secured the other end of the tie to the post.

Gradyn tested his knots, neither of which gave, and he finally slid back down to settle in between Devlin’s legs. His lips came to rest against Devlin’s cheek, and he whispered, “Now just close your eyes and breathe.”

Easier said than done.

Unable to help it, Devlin tugged against the restraints, and succeeded only in making the bed frame creak. The silk had no give. Devlin pulled against the bindings again, stretching his arms, and in the process made the ties more secure than ever.

I really can’t get free.

Right on that realization, blood rushed back to Devlin’s cock, and his stiffening shaft pushed against Gradyn’s stomach.

Oh hell.

Gradyn kissed his way down Devlin’s cheek to his mouth. A chuckle escaped him as he reached down and wrapped his hand around Devlin’s rapidly returning wood. “I had a feeling you’d like a little bondage.” He rubbed the full length of his body all along Devlin’s, and Devlin moaned and pushed his hips into the contact.

Hovering at Devlin’s mouth, with eyes still burning bright, Gradyn breathed in deeply. “Let’s see what else you like, shall we?” He captured Devlin’s mouth in a crushing kiss. Devlin groaned under the force of the taking, and he felt Gradyn’s kiss tear through to every corner of his being.

Aching all over, not calmed even a sliver, Devlin fought against the restraints tying his arms immobile. The silk wouldn’t budge, but rather than anger or terrify him, the binding fueled Devlin’s blood and drove his needs to an unruly place. Without the freedom to move his arms and use his hands, Devlin wrapped his legs around Gradyn’s waist and ground his straining cock into a solid wall of muscle. He thrust his tongue deep into Gradyn’s mouth, stealing the connection he needed in another way.

In response, Gradyn dug his fingers into Devlin’s hair and jerked his head back, forcing an angle that allowed him complete access and a full ownership of Devlin’s mouth. He tasted, took, and kissed so deeply Devlin feared he wouldn’t be able to breathe ... and that he wouldn’t care. He only wanted more, everything, and he didn’t care what kind of damage happened to either one of them to get him there.

Devlin uttered a plea for help into Gradyn’s mouth, and he bit and licked not only at the man’s lips and tongue, but also up the side of his face. Devlin laved a trail of saliva, nipped all the way up the swirls and lines of Gradyn’s tattoo, and scraped his teeth across the skin, leaving angry red lines in between the blue ink.

“Oh fuck...” Gradyn’s mouth fell open, and the shadows turned his features to all hard angles and slashing lines. “You’re killing me. Ohhh, shit.” He shoved Devlin’s legs from around his waist and pushed a hand between their bodies. “Sorry, sorry. Need it. One time fast.” Gradyn squished their cocks together, making them both jump, and immediately started thrusting his length back and forth, sliding them both within his hand and creating the most delicious friction imaginable.

“Oh damn it, fucking damn it,” Devlin said with a moan. His cock nearly on fire, Devlin tried to throw his hand into the mix, only to snap his wrist against the restraints. He planted his feet into the bedding and thrust his hips up into the hold instead, crying out when his balls slapped against Gradyn’s and swelled painfully with seed and need.

The men quickly found a fast, rough rhythm of cock against cock, and Gradyn soon withdrew his hand from between their stomachs. Without relenting in the grind of his body down on Devlin’s, Gradyn ran his hands up the sides of Devlin’s torso and over his straining arm muscles to his tightly closed fists. Gradyn forced Devlin’s clenched hands open, threaded their fingers together, and locked his gaze on Devlin as he scraped their mouths together. “Don’t hold back.” He gritted his teeth with each full press of their rigid pricks. “Let me feel you come.”

Devlin squeezed Gradyn’s fingers with all his might and matched the animalistic writhing and grinding Gradyn drove down on him. The rudimentary foreplay abraded the sensitized flesh of Devlin’s cock and balls in the ruthless, crushing slide of skin on skin, but Devlin didn’t care. Nothing mattered anymore except this man and free-falling over the cliff together.

He locked in on Gradyn’s fiery green gaze and didn’t blink. “Let me feel you too.”

Gradyn fused his forehead to Devlin’s and spat out through clamped teeth, “Now.”

On command, Devlin’s nuts tucked up crazy-tight against his body, and the spiral of oncoming release zipped into his belly and sped up his spine. Devlin bucked his hips, once, twice. On the third wave, he choked out a hoarse shout and shot a load of seed.

As soon as the first jet of Devlin’s cum smeared wet heat between their stomachs, Gradyn braced his weight on the link of their hands and reared his upper body in a backward arch. His features twisted and his eyes fell closed. Devlin had never seen anything fiercer or more beautiful than Gradyn’s face when orgasm