Chapter 61: Chapter 61 Mastery in kissing.
Daniel’s delicate hands clung to Xyle’s chest as he trailed invisible lines there, leaving a teasing burn in the flesh of Xyle.
Xylander’s suit had already flung to the ground, and Daniel purposely left his shirt on him, the fabric stretching over the perfect abs, accentuating the mouthwatering figure beneath.
Oh, what a delicacy!!! Daniel exclaimed in a drunken look, still dazed by the kiss lingering on his lips. He wanted more—so much more—that he seized Xyle’s lower lip, taking it in a full dive as his tongue danced in sizzling rhythm once again with Xyle’s own.
He inhaled the side of Xyle’s neck, trying to breathe in the pheromones properly. That scent carried a soothing power, calming his racing pulse like medicine to his soul. But that didn’t mean he wanted to back down—he needed more of Xyle. Good enough, Xylander shared the same discomfort, the same craving, though his own need burned far more dangerously.
And when Daniel thought it was just shared desire, he was wrong. Xylander Wolfe was damn horny, eating up Daniel’s lips and refusing to let him breathe for even a second.
He slid his hands around Daniel’s waist, dragging him closer and rubbing his body to his hardened groin, which begged for release, suffering in the confines of his pants.
Xylander pressed his hands on Daniel’s backside, drawing a soft moan from him. Dan stood on his toes, trying to keep up with the intense speed of Xylander’s kiss and touch.
"This isn’t the appropriate place to do this. Let’s go somewhere private," Daniel suggested, desperate to explore more of Xylander’s body—an opportunity to do things to him no one else had ever dared.
Xylander’s eyes flew wide as it dawned on him that they were standing just outside the chapel, behaving wildly out of character. This must be the main gossip on people’s lips.
But when he looked around, no soul was there. Everyone had disappeared into oblivion.
"Where is everyone?" he wondered aloud, separating himself from Daniel’s sensual kiss. Daniel turned too and confirmed it—truly, no one was around.
It didn’t matter to Daniel, but he reminded himself to control his image. He didn’t want to come off as always horny and desperate for Xylander’s dick.
"Maybe we should check if everyone’s departed," Daniel proposed, about to walk out when Xyle suddenly seized his hand. He twirled him around, pressing Daniel’s ass against his groin.
Xylander’s hard dick bulged clearly against his pants, poking firmly into Daniel. Daniel wasn’t naïve—he knew exactly what it meant.
Oh yeah! What I wanted to see!!
He sighed and took a deep breath as Xylander bent low, sliding his lips across the side of his neck, pressing soft kisses before moving upward to his face, licking his cheek like candy.
"I want you, Dan! This kind of need has never happened to me before, and now that you’ve started it, I can’t stop. Please—I want my first to be with you. Stay with me, Dan."
Xylander’s confession struck raw. Nothing he wanted should happen without Daniel’s permission. He had to voice it before it was too late.
Daniel was aroused beyond reason, though he knew the dangerous spot they were in. If he didn’t escape soon, Xylander would drive him to the point of no return.
"No... it’s fine. The question is, Xyle, what do you want?" Daniel teased, throwing his hair back, still pressed against Xyle’s throbbing groin.
He felt the pulsing urge to reach back, grab that dick, and fondle it like a car brake.
"Is that really a question? Or are you testing my boundaries?" Xylander’s voice changed, shifting from calm and calculative to a husky, dreamily sexy tone.
"So let’s test it out," Xylander whispered. He didn’t give Daniel time to respond. Instead, he dragged off the white suit hanging on Daniel’s shoulders, shifting the crop top upward.
His hands slid underneath, caressing bare skin. He massaged it slowly, pressing against Daniel’s chest, making him shake uncontrollably in ecstasy.
Just a touch and I’m like this. How will the real thing feel?
"Ouch!!!" Daniel moaned as Xylander’s fingers teased his nipples, pinching softly. His other hand slipped lower, tugging his trousers aside for access.
Xylander’s hand cupped Daniel’s ass, sliding beneath the boxers into the soft cheeks, stroking at the edges.
Daniel’s body tingled, his legs weak. He could feel heat bubbling up from his core, an overwhelming sensation.
Gosh, what are the chances Xyle will discover my secret? I’m hopeless right now.
"I know I’m desperate for release, but I can’t just please myself. My partner comes first. That’s the way it should be," Xylander murmured, smiling as his hand dug deeper, lower, until Daniel jumped in pleasure.
He wanted it—right here, right now. But Xylander wasn’t done teasing.
Daniel groaned when Xylander suddenly pulled his hand away, circling instead around his curvy waist.
"The night is too young—no need to rush. The guests won’t mind us stealing one hour," Xylander teased.
"One hour?" Daniel’s eyes snapped open. What would he even do to me in one whole hour? That’s too long... way too long. He’ll disable my legs at this rate.
"Staying that long at our wedding party isn’t advised, Xyle," Daniel explained gently. Normally, he would’ve resisted, but now he only begged to be handled with care.
"Okay, thirty minutes then. We owe each other release tonight." Xylander smirked, scooping Daniel into his arms once again.
Daniel’s cheeks flushed red, his eyes sparkling at the princess treatment. It was satisfying—yet bittersweet.
Unfortunately, this marriage wouldn’t last. He was only using Xyle to level up. Sadder still, Xylander seemed to be getting more attached by the second.
Daniel was still thinking about it when Xyle’s lips crashed against his again. Their sizzling kiss deepened, Xyle’s tongue invading Daniel’s mouth while circling his lips.
Walking with Daniel still in his arms, Xylander entered the elevator. When they reached his suite, he opened the door with a card and carried Daniel inside, gently laying him on a couch.
Daniel blinked, confused. What is he doing?
Then Xylander grabbed his sexy legs, lowering himself to his knees. He began licking the lower parts of Daniel’s legs, moving higher and higher until he reached his lap.
Daniel arched his head back, nearly dying from the pleasure. Enchanting... utterly enchanting.
Every man Daniel had encountered in bed had been a beast. But why did it feel like Xylander Wolfe was the worst yet to come?
Just when Daniel thought he knew what would happen, shock hit him—his boxers had already been slipped off.
Xylander pressed them to his nose, inhaling deeply before gasping.
"Oh, what a lovely scent... I just want to fuck you, Daniel, and make you fully mine."
Daniel froze at the territorial words. The rut was working on him, clearly.
His eyes widened as his boxers went flying into the air. Then, without hesitation, Xylander bent over Daniel’s lap, took hold of his dick, stroked it slowly, and gulped it all in.
It was big—almost too big—but Xylander didn’t care.
The taste was strange, foreign, his very first time. But he continued, and Daniel soon lost control, gasping so hard his voice broke through the room.
Xylander’s mouth was fire—so hot it nearly destroyed him.