Free Sanctified by Mychael Black Page A

pressed together from chest to thighs, and every minute move sent a rush through Jesse. Gabriel rocked just enough to grind them together and Jesse arched to meet him. One hand drifted down Jesse’s side to grip his left hip. Instead of pulling him close, however, Gabriel pinned him down. Jesse squirmed and grunted in frustration.
    “Impatient?” Gabriel chuckled softly.
    “Shut up and fuck me,” Jesse grumbled. “God, you’re a fucking tease.”
    “I’ve been called many things,” Gabriel whispered, kisses drifting along Jesse’s jaw, down his neck. “But never a god.”
    A brief flicker of a thought sparked in Jesse’s mind, reminding him that his lover not only worshipped an ancient goddess, but also held the position of being her oldest son.
    “Demi-god, then.”
    Gabriel stilled and met Jesse’s gaze. “I am simply an acolyte.”
    Jesse smirked and wiggled his hips in an effort to remind Gabriel what they’d been doing. “Uh huh. And I’m a fucking virgin.”
    “Certainly tight as one.” Gabriel flicked the button on Jesse’s jeans.
    “Fuck. Keep talking like that, and there won’t be time to test that theory.”
    Long fingers slipped below the waistline, and Jesse sucked in a sharp breath.
    Gabriel’s heat seeped into Jesse’s soul, giving him a temporary reprieve from the constant chill. A deep-seated groan burst free when Gabriel gripped Jesse’s cock. The sensations of hot and cold warred across his flesh and robbed him of air. He’d never felt anything quite so erotic. For a brief moment, Jesse wondered how bad life as an ice elemental would really be.
    A talented tongue traced a line along the pulse point in Jesse’s neck until it reached his ear. “My hand?” A squeeze accompanied the question. “My mouth?” A lick just below his ear followed. “My cock?” Gabriel bracketed Jesse’s thigh between his, letting Jesse feel, against his leg, just how hard his lover was. “Or…” Gabriel’s deep voice dropped an octave, sending a chill straight through Jesse that had nothing to do with mages. “My ass?”
    Oh, God.
    Jesse couldn’t begin to bite back the whimper that escaped. He thrust into Gabriel’s fist. “Ass. God. Please.”
    “My pleasure.”
    “Hell,” Jesse said, managing to roll them both until he stared down at his roguish lover. “If I don’t get inside you soon, it’ll be too damned late.”
    “I could always take the edge off…” Gabriel winked and tugged on Jesse’s cock.
    His thumb pressed into the slit and Jesse hissed. “Then you could take your time. It’s been a long, long while since I bottomed. I’d need… preparing.”
    Just the thought of sinking his fingers, his tongue, his cock deep into Gabriel’s body made Jesse gasp. His hips jerked forward and Gabriel’s grip tightened. Jesse never made it a point to watch a partner’s face, always afraid of the depth of emotions he feared he’d see; but now, he didn’t want to look away. He pumped his hips back and forth, Gabriel’s intense gaze boring into his own, the man’s eyes growing dark.
    “Just imagine,” Gabriel breathed, his own body rocking and writhing, “your cock… my ass…”
    “Oh, fuck!” Jesse threw his head back and bucked, gritting his teeth as come shot over Gabriel’s fist.
    “Now, Jesse. Anything. Now!”
    Jesse managed to wiggle enough to jerk Gabriel’s jeans down. Then he flipped Gabriel over and spread his cheeks. Gabriel groaned, ass lifting. With his cock threatening to harden again already, Jesse dove in, lapping at Gabriel’s hole before thrusting his tongue inside. Beneath him, Gabriel’s grunts turned to outright cries, and a split second later, he shuddered in Jesse’s hands, the ring of muscle clenching around Jesse’s tongue.
    “I’d kill for lube right about now,” Jesse muttered in between kisses over Gabriel’s ass. Gabriel mumbled something, but Jesse couldn’t pull himself away long enough to pay much attention. “Fuck, you’re