Carrick's hands tightened in the thick blonde hair, the jerking movements of his hips becoming spasms as he gasped aloud.
His head fell back as he felt himself coming to the very edge of climax. With one quick movement, he pulled Samandriel's head back and off his erection, then stood up, pulling the slave's head forwards once more.
"I'm going to fuck your throat so hard, slave."
On his feet and with his hips free to thrust forwards with relentless, single-minded purpose, Carrick forced his cock deeper into the warm wet channel of the angel's mouth and throat, moaning and gasping without restraint.
He trembled for a moment, crying out wordlessly as his climax overtook him. His seed spurted hard into Samandriel's mouth, the tight heat rippling against him and sending his pleasure spiralling upwards.