Free The Ruins (An Avernus Island Tale) by Jennifer Kohout

wanted more of them, of him.
    Asterion felt Julia’s hand land on his chest, the pressure increasing until he lifted his head. The flavor of her was still in his mouth, and he found he wanted another taste.
    Julia stopped Asterion, a gentle shake of her head. “On your back.”
    Thinking she meant to ride him, Asterion laid back and reached of her. Again, she surprised him, stretching out on top of him and taking his face in her hands.
    She was close enough that he could feel her breath on his face, see the dark flecks of green in her eyes that changed their color from blue to hazel. They darkened when she was pleasured, as they did now.
    Julia ignored the thick erection trapped between them and focused on Asterion’s face. Sex wasn’t the only touch he would have been without. Slowly, she traced the dark slash of his brow with her thumb, was aware he was watching her as she ran her fingertip down the bridge of his nose. Her exploration led her to his mouth, the bottom lip slightly fuller than its mate, and finally to his classically Greek chin.  
    His hands on her hips tightened, but he didn’t try to stop her as she pressed an almost chaste kiss to his jaw, traced the line to his throat with her lips.
    His skin was soft and slightly salty as she nipped at his throat and skimmed his chest. She flicked out her tongue and touched his male nipple. Asterion shuddered beneath her, so she did it again.  
    Asterion told himself to let go, to release his grip on Julia before he left bruises, but her mouth was wet and growing wilder by the moment, and he couldn’t get his hands to cooperate.  
    Eyes closed, afraid that if he watched what she was doing he would spend himself despite his earlier release; he followed her path south in his mind’s eye.
    Julia purred at discovering a thin line of dark hair. She traced it with her lips from Asterion’s diaphragm to where it circled his navel. A quick dip with her tongue and he sucked in a breath above her.  
    The trail disappeared into the thick curls that covered his groin. Julia made sure to follow it to its end.  
    No longer having her to hold on to, Asterion dug his fingers into the blanked beneath his hips and waited. Cracking one eye open, he glanced down in time to see Julia reach for him. He slammed his eyes shut, but couldn’t stop the deep shudder that rocked him as she wrapped her fingers around his cock.  
    Asterion was so hard he hurt.  
    Thank gods, Julia’s grip was strong, her first strokes sure as she tested the length and feel of him.  
    “Velvet over steel,” Julia whispered and Asterion pulsed in her hand. He was big, thick, and wide. She remembered the sensation of having all that male moving in and out of her body and her pussy clenched. She was eager to have him again, a slow ride this time, and the chance to experience all the differences their bodies had to offer.  
    But first–
    Julia lowered her head and took Asterion into her mouth. She didn’t tease, just opened wide and took him to the back of her throat.
    Asterion roared. The blanket beneath him gave an ominous rrriiippp that he ignored, and his hips lifted. The involuntary movement thrust him deeper into Julia’s mouth but instead of backing off, she swallowed and the strong muscles of her throat squeezed the sensitive head of his cock.  
    The way out of Julia’s mouth was no less pleasurable. She sucked at him, lips and tongue a steady pressure as she eased back toward the tip of his dick. More suction, her tongue dipping into his small slit, and Asterion had to claw at the bed and grind his teeth against the need to come.
    Julia dipped back into Asterion’s slit and gathered up more of that delicious fluid for herself. Rich and thick with a citric undertone that reminded her they were in the tropics; she lapped it up. Wanting to taste more of him–all of him–she set to work in earnest.  
    Hands joined lips and tongue as she worked Asterion in and out of her mouth. He was big