Magic.
He bit back a groan, finally remembering the spell Nyx told him to get it off at the end of the night. With a whisper and a snap, the outfit shimmered and disappeared, appearing again on the hanger in the closet like he’d never put it on in the first place. That left him naked standing on the bed in front of an equally naked Wash who looked at him like he was going to devour him.
Oh, please, oh, please, oh, please devour him. He needed it.
Wash stepped forward, running his hands up Peri’s legs and torso, trailing fire along his skin. Peri trembled beneath his touch, his knees going weak, his hands resting on Wash’s shoulders to stabilize himself.
“Wash…” he whimpered.
Humming, Wash turned him, giving the rest of his body the same treatment. It was just touch, he hadn’t done anything extra, and still Peri felt close to exploding.
“I like Ozen’s idea of biting you where no one but me can see it. I’m just not sure where.”
“Wherever you want,” Peri breathed, turning back around when Wash urged him to do so. “Please, Wash. I want it.”
Wash ran his mouth along Peri’s thigh, tongue ghosting along the inside of it, and Peri sucked in a sharp gasp of surprise at the feeling of rightness that washed over him.
“There. Do it there.”
Wash’s rumbly sound of agreement was followed by a nip in that exact spot. Peri’s legs gave out just at the tease, and Wash had to catch him to keep him from spilling to the floor. He urged Peri to sit, then put a hand on his chest, right over his heart.
“I need you to lie back, baby. Just for a little while. Can you stay still for me?”
The thought made Peri breathless all over again. The sensation of having something touching his wings always gave him goosebumps. Adding that on top of whatever Wash had planned might be too much for him to handle.
“Will you be mad if I come?” he asked, feeling his cheeks warm.
Chuckling, Wash kissed his lips gently. “No, baby. In fact, I’m counting on it.”
He didn’t give Peri a chance to ask what he meant before he was urging Peri to lay back, and the tingles spread through his body as his wings took in the sensations of the soft covers and the weight of his body on top of them.
It was hard to stay still, especially because Wash refused to just bite him and get it over with. He took his time not only kissing every inch of Peri he could reach, but he also took the time to do a quick prep because apparently, “I’ll be too riled upto do it after.” That little comment alone nearly sent Peri over the edge.
By the time Wash’s tongue trailed over his inner thigh again, Peri was panting and mewling, and his legs moved restlessly while he did his best to keep the rest of his body still so he wouldn’t hurt himself.
Wash’s warm hand settled on his chest, pressing lightly, and Peri didn’t understand why until he heard Wash whisper something and he felt a pinch on his inner thigh. Without Wash’s hand to keep him steady, he definitely would have hurt himself. He jerked against the hand on his chest, screaming as wave after wave of pleasure slammed into him so hard his vision whited out. It felt like it went on forever, and not long enough when Wash released him, jerking him upright and spinning him around so he was on his hands and knees.
“Wash… What–ungh!”
His mate hadn’t lied when he said he’d be too riled to be gentle. He pushed his big cock inside of Peri’s still twitching hole before he could come down from his first release, sending him sailing into a second climax right after.
His arms collapsed, his upper half hitting the bed, only for Wash to scoop him back up so Peri was pressed against Wash’s chest, wings and all, practically blind and delirious from the amount of pleasure swimming through him. Only once he was fully wrapped around him did Wash’s hips start moving, and Peri realized that they weren’t anywhere near finished yet. They’d just started.
“Oh, goddess! Wash!”
“Yes, baby,” Wash groaned. “So perfect. So beautiful. So. Fucking. Mine.” He snapped his hips with each sentence, groaning wildly as Peri’s body clamped down on him, and he came again.
Strong fingers tipped his jaw, encouraging Peri to look over his shoulder. He was swept into a messy kiss that tasted like blood and Wash and crashed through his body like a tidal wave. He could feel another release coming, though he wasn’t sure how much more he could take. He’d told Wash he could come as many times as Wash wanted him to, but his releases weren’t normally this intense. He felt a little like the next climax would send him to the stratosphere, and he wasn’t sure he’d ever come back down.
“One more, baby,” Wash growled against his lips. “Give me one more. Let the world know you’re mine.”
“I am yours,” Peri wailed. “I’ll always be yours– ah! There! Goddess! Wash!” His words tapered into a scream as Wash’s hand wrapped around his cock, stroking him roughly enough to make Peri’s toes curl. That, combined with the way Wash’s cock pounded against his prostate and that warm thrumming sensation that had built in his chest since the ceremony began, sent Peri crashing over the edge in a final release so intense, he couldn’t breathe.
When he collapsed forward, Wash came with him, catching himself on his hands near Peri’s shoulders so he didn’t land on his wings. His mate’s gentleness came back as he carefully rearranged their positions so Peri was draped across Wash’s chest, both of them breathing hard and quiet for a long moment as they tried to wrap their heads around what had just happened.
“Wash?”
“Yeah?”