The head of his cock pressed against my entrance, impossibly large yet somehow not intimidating. There was no need for lube. Between his saliva and his pre-cum, everything was slick and warm and perfect.
As he pushed forward, I braced myself for the burn, the stretch that always came with taking someone large. But it never came. Instead, there was only a sense of fullness, of completion, as if my body had been made to accommodate him.
“By all the gods,” Azir groaned as he seated himself fully inside me. “You feel divine.”
He began to move, slow at first, long strokes that withdrew almost completely before filling me again. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, building like a storm on the horizon.
“More,” I demanded, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “Harder.”
Azir obliged, his pace increasing, his hands gripping my hips with bruising force. The gold ring at the tip of his cock rubbed against my prostate with each thrust, sending jolts of ecstasy through my core.
“You’re mine tonight,” he growled, leaning over to nip at my shoulder. “Mine to pleasure. Mine to worship.”
His words sent a thrill through me, and I clenched around him, drawing a hiss from his lips. One of his hands snakedaround to grasp my cock, stroking in time with his thrusts. The dual sensation was overwhelming, pushing me rapidly toward the edge.
“I’m close,” I warned, feeling the familiar tightening in my balls.
“Then cum for me,” Azir commanded. “Let me feel you lose control.”
His thrusts became more forceful, more targeted, hitting my prostate with unerring accuracy. His hand worked my cock with perfect pressure, thumb swiping over the sensitive head with each upstroke.
The orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, sudden and all-consuming. I cried out, my body convulsing as ropes of cum shot from my cock, coating his hand and the sheets beneath me. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me, longer and more intense than any climax I’d ever experienced.
But Azir didn’t stop. Even as the last tremors of my orgasm subsided, he continued to thrust, continued to stroke my oversensitive cock.
“What... what are you doing?” I gasped, the stimulation almost too much to bear.
“Djinn magic,” he whispered in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
To my amazement, my cock remained hard in his hand, the oversensitivity giving way to renewed arousal. He shifted, adjusting the angle of his thrusts, and somehow I felt a rush like nothing I’d ever experienced before. My body seemed to reset itself, the post-orgasm sensitivity vanishing and replaced by a hunger even stronger than before.
“Oh my God,” I moaned as Azir continued to pound into me, his rhythm never faltering.
“Gods have nothing to do with this,” he chuckled, his voice like warm honey in my ear. “This is all me... and you.”
He flipped me onto my back in one fluid motion, never breaking our connection. I gasped at the new angle, my legs automatically wrapping around his blue, muscular waist. In this position, I could see the intensity in his glowing eyes, the slight sheen of sweat on his forehead, and the way his lips parted with each thrust.
“I want to see you,” he said, one hand caressing my cheek. “I want to watch as you cum for me again.”
His cock hit my prostate with devastating accuracy, making me arch off the bed. My own cock was fully hard again, slapping against my stomach with each thrust. I’d never recovered so quickly before, never felt the desire rebuild this fast.
“How are you doing this to me?” I gasped, clutching at his shoulders, my nails digging into his hot blue skin.
“I told you,” he smiled, revealing those too-sharp teeth. “Magic. I can feel what brings you pleasure, what makes your body sing.” He leaned down to kiss me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth as his cock explored my ass. “And I can give you more than any mortal ever could.”
His hand wrapped around my cock once more, stroking me with exquisite precision. Every nerve in my body seemed to be on fire, pleasure building to heights I’d never imagined possible.
“Fuck, Azir, I’m gonna?—“
“Yes,” he hissed, his thrusts becoming more forceful. “Give yourself to me again.”
My second orgasm hit even harder than the first, tearing a scream from my throat as cum erupted from my cock, shooting all the way up to my chest. My entire body convulsed, clenching around Azir’s massive length.
This time he followed me over the edge, his head thrown back, a roar escaping his lips as he emptied himself inside me. I could feel the heat of his release filling me, seeming to spread throughout my entire body like liquid fire.
But even as the last pulses of his orgasm subsided, I could feel him still hard inside me.
“We’re not done,” he whispered, his eyes glowing brighter. “Not yet.”