Seduced By The Son Of A Succubus (m/m paranormal) Read Online Free Page A

floor in an effort to meet Rogue’s body. His lover was sinking down onto him with aching slowness, allowing Milo to invade him, to stretch him. Rogue was so tight that they had to fight for every inch they joined. Their bodies shook with the effort. Rogue had thrown back his head, eyes squeezed shut and lips parted in obvious and complete ecstasy.
    Then, finally, Milo felt the other man’s weight descending on him all the way.
    Rogue looked ready to collapse. His eyes were wide open, but he didn’t appear to be seeing Milo at all as he swayed, his arms shaking with the effort of keeping himself upright. Milo tried to reach for him in an effort to steady him, but Rogue shook his head wildly. The tips of his hair flung droplets of sweat in all directions.
    Around them, bodies joined in the most carnal of acts. Nobody was left unaffected, not the outsiders, and certainly not the humans. The girl with the swaying, bare breasts was being taken by three men at once and seemed to be loving every moment of it. One vampire had bent another over a speaker, and a group of six men and three women was fucking wildly in one gigantic pile, fitted together every way they could manage. Milo felt Rogue’s power washing over all of them and suddenly understood why his lover was so exhausted.
    But then the outsider perched on top of him tensed and straightened up. Milo watched as Rogue’s lips formed a serene smile, as the near-translucent skin of his face began to shine with some inner glow. Milo stared, fascinated and confused at once.
    But then he understood. Rogue was soaking in the raw sexual energy around them. It flooded back to him, creating something that dangerously resembled a feedback loop as his power kept radiating out through the entire room.
    With a sudden burst of energy, Rogue started riding him. The rest of the world ceased to be interesting and faded out again as Milo focused on his own thrusting hips. He matched Rogue’s frantic pace as well as he could. The tightness and heat around his cock were almost too much to bear, but he clung to his lover and kept going on regardless, mindlessly. Sweat trickled down all over his body.
    “Yes,” Rogue gasped. His eyes were shining. “Don’t stop, Milo, don’t…”
    Milo was pretty sure he couldn’t have stopped if his life depended on it. But the fact that he could hear Rogue’s voice made him realize that the music had ceased, that the background noise now only consisted of a chorus of moans and groans and the sound of flesh on flesh.
    He arched his back and lifted his hips higher in order to be able to penetrate Rogue more fully. He had no idea where he was finding the strength. The moment Rogue’s body once more descended onto him and his cock forcefully thrust even further and deeper than before, Milo’s blood turned to white-hot fire. His vision blanked out as the feeling seared his entire body. He thrashed uselessly. Some part of his mind was aware that Rogue was feeling the same, that the outsider was moments from orgasm.
    Milo’s hips bucked wildly up and into Rogue, and the next moment he felt his lover’s hot cum spilling onto his chest.
    When Rogue came, so did everyone else. Milo lost himself in the sudden torrent of emotions coursing through the room as semen and juices were released, as muscles clenched and released rhythmically. His own eruption was almost an afterthought. His hands had gripped Rogue’s hips, and he shot his huge load deep into his lover’s tight, hot ass before collapsing back onto the ground for good.
    He had no idea how much time passed before his consciousness kicked in again. He was still on the ground, Rogue laying limply on top of him.
    “Love you,” the other man was murmuring into Milo’s ear. “So much. Always did. Love you.”
    “Love you too,” Milo rasped.
    Rogue’ arms tightened around him, but then went limp again.
    “Love you more,” he whispered.
    “Bullshit.”
    Rogue laughed freely and rolled off of him.