Don't Bring a Cannibal to Dinner (MM)

A Cox Fairytale 3

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 20,930
1 Ratings (5.0)

What are you willing to sacrifice for true love?

Harris and Grant were both raised in an orphanage. They’ve known beatings, starvation—and falling in love. When the dangers become too great, they run away into the dark woods, and they come across a cottage made completely of sweet treats. What could one taste hurt? Well, it stirs the handsome witch that lives inside. Fearing his wrath, they run straight into the brutal orphanage owner they were fleeing from before. Their unlikely hero is none other than the witch, but does the handsome magician want to save them or devour them? As it turns out, a bit of both.

But when the cottage the witch is bound to is set on fire, Harris and Grant face a terrible decision. For the only way the witch can be free is by eating one of their hearts…

Be Warned: m/m sex, multiple partners

Don't Bring a Cannibal to Dinner (MM)
1 Ratings (5.0)

Don't Bring a Cannibal to Dinner (MM)

A Cox Fairytale 3

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 20,930
1 Ratings (5.0)
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Harris lurched back. “What … what are you doing?” he whispered.

“Trust me. You’re going to like it.” Grant grinned and shuffled closer. He stuck his tongue out and gave the tip of Harris’s cock a lick.

“Oh.” Harris closed his eyes.

Grant did it again.

“Oh my.” His head fell back.

Grant opened wide and took the tip of his dick in, along his tongue, and it tasted good. Salty and a little weird, but he’d never tasted a cock besides his own before.

“Ow!” Harris jolted back.


“I think, I think your teeth…” He blushed and nibbled on his bottom lip.

Oh, Grant hadn’t thought of that. “Sorry.”

Harris shrugged. He stood there naked, looking awkward. His cock was shiny with spit.

“Let me try again?”

“Open your mouth wider,” Dec yelled. He sounded closer this time. Maybe the settee. “Use your lips more, and for fuck’s sake, suck.”

Harris shoved his hands over his face in embarrassment.

Grant was honestly just thankful for the pointers. “Thanks, man!”

“Maybe we shouldn’t…” Harris was saying.

Grant crawled closer, grabbing Harris’s beautiful cock and lowering his face. The moment his mouth touched flesh he suckled.

Harris gasped loudly and smacked backward into the wall.

Nice! Grant did it again, sucking and trying to keep go easy with his teeth. He stroked the length up and down. Doing this was making him squirm. He wanted to reach down and touch himself, but he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to concentrate on making Harris happy. Grant licked back and forth along that slit, enjoying the little drops of cum. He sucked again, sliding his hand up and down Harris’s thighs. This was so sexy, so hot, so unbelievable stimulating. His balls almost hurt with the need to orgasm.

“I … I…” Harris managed.

“He’s going to come,” Dec said from the other side of the curtain.

Oh. Yes! Grant started stroking faster and swirled his tongue only along the tip. Then cum was spraying from Harris’s cock. It splattered on Grant’s cheek and in his mouth, and then it dribbled down that long cock.

Harris gasped, and his hand smacked the cookie wall as he let out a soft groan.

Grant let go of his cock and swiped at his face, then stared up at Harris. “Good?”

Harris sputtered, “More than good.”

Grant had the urge to wiggle his eyebrows and tell everyone how fast he made Harris come. The only one around was Dec, and he was pretty sure the witch already knew. Grant shifted to his feet and leaned into Harris. Warm flesh met warmer flesh as their mouths met. This felt so right, so perfect. Grant slid his hands to Harris’s ass and pressed their bodies even closer together. “You’re so gorgeous.”

Harris scoffed and grinned. “I told you, you need spectacles.”

Grant laughed and hugged him. His cock was poking against the other man like a stick.

“Did you … um, did you want me to … you know … try?” Harris managed to stutter that out.

Hell yes! “If you want to.” Grant knew how to handle Harris. Gently. That always worked. Carefully and gently.

Harris licked his bottom lip, his cheeks so red he looked fevered, and then he lowered to his knees.

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