Free The Star Man by Jan Irving Page B

lubricant he’d shoved in his coat when they’d left his apartment. He shook it out and looked at his angel. Dove’s wings had morphed back into his skin, so he looked like a beautiful man and not the angel he really was. “On your hands and knees, pet.” He guided Dove gently into position, kissing him behind his ear and making him laugh again as his own bare skin slid against Dove’s. Fuck, it felt good!
    He kissed Dove’s neck, licking and biting him gently into submission as the larger man shivered, arching his neck, his legs widening, receptive as Matthew moved between them.
    He reached and found Dove’s long, thick penis, stroking him, feeling his body push into Matthew’s hand. “I’m going to finger fuck you first, angel.”
    “What?” Dove sounded caught between laughter and apprehension.
    “I don’t want you feeling any discomfort your first time.”
    “I am stronger than a human would be, Matthew.”
    Matthew kissed Dove as he looked back over his shoulder at him. “I need you to want me. The only men I’ve ever taken are whores.”
    “But you were nice to them, weren’t you?”
    “Nice? I guess. But they weren’t you. Only let me have them ’cause I paid for it. Nothing like someone… wanting you to be their first. Understand?”
    “Yes, Matthew.” Dove’s midnight eyes touched him, saw into him.
    Matthew slid down and spread Dove’s muscled ass cheeks apart so his pale opening was revealed. It looked vulnerable and untouched, everything Matthew associated with his new lover. He swallowed at the sudden sense of responsibility. How did he make it wonderful for an angel?
    Taking a deep breath and deciding to give into his instincts, he put his lips to Dove and suckled, before slowly penetrating him for the first time with a shy and tender tongue.
    “ Matthew-friend! ”  Dove cried out, his body humming beneath Matthew’s touch like electrified wire.
    “Going to get you all ready—”
    Matthew gave Dove a lavish tongue fuck before pushing a probing finger in slowly. He paused and then pulled back to lube more of his fingers before he began to open Dove up, working him as if there were no rush. His lazy gentleness seemed to arouse the angel, who shifted his legs, arching his back wantonly. His wings had reappeared, so Matthew smiled at this sign of a young angel’s arousal. “Yeah, almost ready for me, aren’t you, sweetheart? Ready for your fucking?”
    “Matthew, my penis is beginning to hurt again, so hard!” Dove sounded grumpy.
    Matthew reached down and touched Dove’s heavy sac, snug against the angel’s body. “You just need a bit of cock, darling, hitting the sweet spot—” he rasped, on fire himself, trembling now.
    He kneeled between Dove’s legs and put his cock to him. He felt oddly timid, part of him still wondering if he would be welcomed or turned away.
    “Come inside me, Matthew,” Dove encouraged, as if sensing the reason behind Matthew’s hesitation.
    Matthew smacked Dove’s ass. “Bossy angel.” But he nuzzled his bent head against the angel’s back.
    He was wanted.
    Matthew pressed inside, deeper, both of them holding still. Sweat dripped from his forehead as he undulated carefully.
    “What…?”
    “There’s something inside you that likes to be touched.”
    “It really likes to be touched!”
    “Shhhh, gorgeous. It will be better if you hold off a little, trust me.” Matthew didn’t increase his pace and kept up his gentle tapping, light as summer rain against a rooftop so that soon the body under his was all loose and slick. The wings extended, feathers shivering with Matthew’s thrusts.
    “Harder now, pet.” Matthew slid in and out faster, the big warm body surrounding his cock, taking him, taking all of him. It was gut-wrenching, watching his own thick cock going inside Dove, fucking him.
    “Matthew!” Matthew caressed his lover’s balls gently, riding him as Dove arched, as he shot, losing himself in the wonderful body of his