Fuck, Henry's mouth was hot and perfect and he would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy even slightly the way he'd choked a little but still kept at it. Adonis briefly wondered how many gave as good as they got with the English prince and yet, in that exact moment, he didn't care one iota.

Adonis rocks his hips into Henry's mouth again with a groan, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight before him. As a vampire, he had more than decent stamina and yet, it wouldn't be surprising if Henry could make him come just like this.

"You take me so bloody good," he growls low, his hand clenching then loosening in his hair, unable to help himself.