Chapter 23 #3
“That’s it,” I murmur as he writhes. “Let me make you feel good, Jewels.”
He muffles a sound behind his palm, shifting his attention to the ceiling as he tries to calm down. Well, that just won’t do. I lean down, dragging my tongue over his left nipple. A fresh moan ripples out of Julian before his wide eyes lock on mine.
I wink and move over to the other to give it the same attention.
“Wait … Aiden,” he moans, his free hand clutches onto the side of the squeaking desk, body trembling under the hand I use to pin him down. And that’s where Julian remains, down, while I suck on his nipples until they’re glistening.
My lips trail lower, tasting every dip and hint of muscle while my fingers move down to curve over his underwear and tug them down with his pants.
His long cock pops out, almost hitting my face before it slaps against his stomach. He’s already leaking all over himself, forcing me to swallow. He covers his face, hiding from me again, but I let him. His eyes will be on me soon enough.
Ignoring his length, I settle between his thighs and suck his flesh between my lips.
I worship the tender skin with nips that make him jerk as much as my hands that I rub up and down his chest. He shivers and whines, making sounds that would drive any man wild, and when he finally peeks at me through his fingers, his blue eyes are glossy and heavy with innocent lust.
Goddess, Julian Heil is a fucking dream.
“Aiden …” he moans as I lick a path along his upper thigh, inches from his twitching cock.
“Yes,” I whisper against his skin.
“Touch me,” he begs, voice trembling almost as much as he is. I struggle not to thrust against the side of the table like a wolf in heat while I caress his hips and dip my tongue into his navel. “Please.”
“I am touching you,” I reply while my fingers return to his nipples.
Just as I’d hoped, his moan pitches higher as his eyes cross. By the Plains, I love seeing him lose it every time I play with them.
“More,” he demands, breaking. “Touch me there.”
“Here?” I trace the vein protruding from the underside of his cock. His jaw tightens, and his stomach clenches as pleasure I feel down to my bones ripples through him.
“Y-yes,” he pants, watching me. “Yes.”
I grip his base and lick my lips. “I’ll do you one better.”
I take Julian’s cock into my mouth, and he arches from the table as he cries out for me. I moan as the taste of him fills my mouth. It’s his scent, but better, on my tongue and all mine, and it’s intoxicating. I lap his slit before swallowing him deeper, working past the head.
“Oh Goddess … Oh Goddess—” Julian babbles between moans as I pull back, sucking him with tight lips until his cock pops free. I barely allow myself a breath before I tongue his shaft, working from the base of him to his tip in long strokes before I take him back into my mouth.
His cock jerks between my lips while his hands scramble for some sort of control. And when I focus on the tip, his legs stretch out and start to tremble.
I pull back, needing a breath and to clear my throat. I swallow between pants before I look up at him. “Good?”
It’s my first time sucking his cock—first time sucking any cock—so I can’t go too deep. But I want to make sure it’s good for him.
“So good,” he pants as his hips lift and his expression crumples with need. “Please, Aiden. Please, more.”
I take him between my lips again, and Julian’s head falls back with a wrecked moan. Tightening my lips, I bob my head, stroking the inches of him I can’t take. I focus on the feel of him on my tongue, on the taste, on the sounds he makes, and soon enough, I’m driving myself down for more.
“Aiden!” he rasps, but I don’t stop. I gag, throat tightening against the pressure at the back of it, but I work through it. Blinking past the tears pricking my eyes, I go deeper and deeper until my hands slide over his ass to shove him further down my throat.
I squeeze his ass, groaning around his length as I work him, and Julian moans my name as waves of pleasure travel through our bond. He’s close, so close, so I draw back to focus on his head, lifting a hand to stroke him. He hardens between my lips, his hands falling to my shoulders.
“I—I … commging!” His words don’t come out right, but I hear them before Julian’s cum spills into my mouth. I swallow what I can, choking on the rest, then draw back and lap at his tip instead.
Julian keeps shaking, his cock rigid in my hand and red on my tongue where I take his cum. The taste isn’t the best, salty, a little bitter, but it’s Julian and proof of his pleasure, so I savour it.
When I’m sure he’s done, I release him and sit up, catching my breath. I’m sure I look a mess, but that’s the last thing on my mind as I climb up my mate’s body until we’re face to face.
Julian’s flushed red, eyes unfocused, while his lungs work hard to keep him breathing. He looks fucked-out and my cock throbs in response.
“I love to see you like this,” I groan against his ear. “A mess, spread open for me.”
His breath hitches, and his heart beats a crazed rhythm against my chest. He’s sensitive and only just recovering from his orgasm, but I can’t help but flick my fingers over his nipples again.
“I-I can’t,” he slurs, trying for words that dissolve on his tongue as I lick that spot by his ear that always makes him lose his mind. “Ngh … fuck!” Now he’s cursing. That goes straight to my dick.
“Doesn’t seem that way to me,” I whisper before I suck the skin into my mouth. Julian moans as I grip his leg and spread it wide so I can grind my cock against his. His eyes flutter open, but only to show the tears gathering there as he grows hard again and thrusts against me.
“I can’t,” he mumbles again.
“You want to.” I can scent his desire, but he still opens his mouth to protest. I take hold of his cock before he can utter a word, groaning as his eyes roll when I stroke him. “You just came, and look how hard you are already.”
“I …” Julian falters, words cut off as I free my cock to grind against him properly. He moans, spreading his legs wider for more. “Yes.”
I still my hand. “I thought you couldn’t.”
Julian whines, his anger unmistakable, but he doesn’t bother being stubborn. He gives me what I want.
“Please, Aiden,” he whispers, blue eyes on mine.
I kiss his lips gently before I move back down, taking his cock back into my mouth while my hand works my own length.
I take my mate on another ride, then another … and another, until he really can’t take anymore.