Carver of Hearts by Lilo Quie

Author:Lilo Quie [Quie, Lilo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Decadent Publishing LLC
Published: 2023-04-17T16:00:00+00:00

The heat in his belly grew intensely, as it did every year since his first, the first to go into heat at the year’s last frost. That was when winter ended, when Carver burned, needing a mate, a stallion, anything to soothe the want within him.

“I want you to know I see all the little things you do for me.” Carver wrapped his arms over Hell’s shoulders as he pushed him down onto the bed, those amethyst eyes burning with a want as intense as the burn in his womb.

“I don’t do it so you can see them. I do it so that you never have to worry.” Hell dipped down to kiss along Carver’s neck, to his collarbone. Parting from him, Hell moved to close the blinds all the way and drew the curtains. A flick of the switch sent low light spanning across their room, the impersonal space they’d occupied for only a little while, still not theirs fully. Hell grinned at him, not yet lavishing Carver with affection and lust, standing there…waiting? Carver glanced around, his vision blurry, but above the bed in the room hung a rather muted and tasteful chandelier, and from every point on it hung a bit of fishing line on one of Hell’s many, many crystals. Carver gasped and marveled at it. He’d been amused by it in Hell’s trailer, but here above them, it sparkled in a way that pleased Carver’s baser instincts.

“I think you’ve got a little of dragon in you, babe. This is quite the hoard.” Carver sighed with open wonder and surveyed the rest of the room, taking in all the little touches Hell had prepared for him. Carver was good to keep a bottle of water on the nightstand and a toy on hand for the night, but Hell had it all set up for him; snacks, washable blankets, a big bottle of lube on the nightstand that eased Carver’s fears of running raw.

“They were fine to sit in the windowsill, but it soothes me. I thought about trailing rose petals about and stuff, but it seemed cheesy.” Hell chuckled and slid onto the bed with Carver, trailing his hands up and down Carver’s skin. “You kept telling me to add personal touches.”

“I did. And I love that you’re part of my life, now. Also, your blessing has brought me closer to what I am.” Carver relished wandering fingers and the damp strands of hair trailing his chest as kisses migrated south.

“And you have lifted my spirits in ways that I never thought possible.” Hell obliged Carver with broad strokes of his tongue. His cock twitched and drooled with each lap, but he did not linger. He moved, paying marked attention to his groin, nuzzling the soft hair there, breathing deeply, a shuddering, intense rush of air that held a savage need at bay.

Hell had been a gentle lover, but when his hands locked behind Carver’s knees, he exerted force. “Carver…I’m going to taste you. I’m going to lick you.

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