Chapter Seventeen
Nate
Thank fuck Vee hadn’t dug deeper. How the hell would I have explained that the idea of some random guy touching me years ago made me feel like I’d been about to throw up?
“Vee, please,” I whimpered into our kiss. The only thing his blowjob had done was to make me even hornier. The need to feel him turned me fucking feral. I recognised this high feeling from when we won a game. Not even under torture would I ever admit that Vee was even better.
“I’ve got you, Frat Boy.” He rolled us around, bringing my back to the bed, then he was gone.
“Nah,” I complained like a needy brat, but seriously, he couldn’t just abandon me.
When I opened my eyes to see what he was doing, his imposing form, his bulk, and that cheeky grin pushed all other thoughts from my head.
You hot thing.
Vee tried and failed not to laugh. “Did anyone ever tell you that you’re adorable when you’re horny?”
I pouted up at him. “Cock.”
His eyes briefly dipped to my groin.
“Yes?” Vee sat down beside me. His thumb brushed my lips and I drew a shaky breath. “I just got this," he said, holding up a bottle of lube and a condom.
“Oh.” Shit. My face flushed with embarrassment. “Sorry,” I added in a small voice.
“It’s okay if you change your mind, Frat Boy,” he spoke against my cheek, then kissed it.
“I’ve never wanted anyone like I want you, Vee.” I slung my arms around his neck to pull his beak back on my mouth.
Another rush of emotion made me forget about any shame. It wasn’t sickness this time, but a raw, desperate need.
He let out a groan and backed out of the kiss to catch his breath.
“You let me know the moment you’re not game anymore, okay? The moment it starts to feel uncomfortable, or just weird, and I’ll stop. Okay?” Vee asked in a stern voice.
OKAY. Stern German Chicken Daddy can so get it.
“I promise.” I locked eyes with him and nodded. He returned the gesture, and his dark eyes turned soft.
“Good,” he murmured, then snuggled me against his enormous chest, and pressed his forehead to mine.
Does he want to keep eye contact?
“Aren’t you going to kiss me?”
“Later.” Vee’s hand slipped between us. He grabbed my thigh and pulled it over his hip. “Okay?” Vee waited for me to nod, then flipped the lube bottle open and squeezed some on his fingers. “You’ll let me know if it doesn’t feel good?” he prodded me again.
Please stop torturing me?
“Yes, fuck,” I cursed and rocked my hips, grinding our dicks together.
“I will. Please. Can you touch me now?” I appreciated that he cared so much for my comfort and consent, and I liked a slow burn and some teasing as much as the next guy, but didn’t he see I was dying for some action?
I let out another curse when those silky fingers grazed my hole.
I snapped my eyes closed, trying to focus on what I was feeling.
“Look at me, Nate. Let me see how good it feels for you.” Vee’s voice was so velvety and deep, it shot down into my balls. They pulled tightly to my body.
I struggled to keep my eyes open, but it made his touch even better.
That was when it hit me: I’d never held eye contact with anyone I had sex with. Ever.
Vee stroked the sensitive skin behind my ears with his thumb and index finger, while his other hand ran firm circles over and around my hole.
Holy shit.
When Vee’s feathery finger breached my ass, I understood for the first time how vulnerable it was to let someone inside your body.
He was careful and gentle with me, and paid attention to the tiniest of my reactions.
It was as if Vee was inside my head, sensing and responding to my feelings before any discomfort registered.
He paused to let me feel and breathe through the stretch.
And fuck, this was a mind-numbing pleasure that I hadn’t thought possible.
I wanted to cry and laugh, and I wished he would go as slow as possible so that this moment would never end and we could stay like this forever.
But at the same time it wasn’t enough. I wanted it deeper, harder, faster, more.
“Lie on your back for me, Nate.” He didn’t command me, just tentatively asked for my consent once again.
I kept my eyes locked on his, and hissed when he pulled his fingers out. Vee guided me on my back, then got up on his knees and picked up the condom.
I put my arm in the way before he could tear it open. “Can we ditch the condom? I’m tested and healthy.”
“Are you sure? I’m tested, too.”
“One hundred percent, Vee.” He swallowed and tossed the condom on the bed. It was strangely comforting to see him use a ton of lube to lather his dick.
He’s huge.
His hands palmed the insides of my knees and he gently spread them, then lowered his enormous body between my legs.
I had obviously never done sex right because I hadn’t even fucking considered that we could sleep with each other face to face.
I didn’t see this coming. Okay, stop with the bad puns already! You’re about to lose your virginity a second time. Focus!
Vee eased his tapering dick inside me and tilted my face up with his other hand.
“Breathe, Frat Boy,” he rumbled.
“Yeah,” I gasped out before drawing a shuddering breath.
The first slow, controlled roll of his hips fucking annihilated me.
Good riddance, old Nate. Let’s start this new era off with a bang. Or banging. No, scratch that.
This was more than sex. Vee made love to me.
“Are you good?” he asked, pulling out of the kiss, but keeping his slow rhythm.
He’s great at multitasking.
Before I could reply, white hot pleasure zapped my entire body like I had touched a live wire. A high-pitched whimper tore out of me.
You sound like a dying cat!
“Fuck, Frat Boy!” He hit that same spot, and I leaked an embarrassing amount of precum between our bodies.
“Oh my God, Vee, that’s so—”
I broke off, not even having words for how fucking good it felt.
“I know,” he groaned. “You’re so tight, Nate. So hot and tight around my cock.”
“Not fair, baby,” I mewled in my dying kitten voice again. “Misconduct!”
Vee pulled an inch or two out of my ass. “Yeah?” He arched a feathery eyebrow at me. “You’re gonna bench me for ten minutes?”
“No!” I yelled at him. That wasn’t better than the cat. “No, but seriously, Vee, you can’t say stuff like tha—Nng.”
He ground his dick back inside me. I arched off the bed and plastered my chest to his.
Vee wrapped his arm around my back. His other hand fisted my hair. He used it to guide my mouth back on his.
Trapped against Vee’s plumage, my dick leaked more than ever. My sensitive underside slid up and down the precum-drenched feathers that covered his abs. It was. So. Fucking. Good.
“Vee,” I gasped. “I’m so close.”
He cooed. “Let go for me, Frat Boy. I want you to come all over us.”
Fuuuck.
I didn’t have a chance. The pleasure lurking at the base of my spine boiled over. It blinded me for a moment as I went over the edge. And I didn’t fall, I fucking soared and drenched us both in my cum.
Once I’d come down from my high, I collapsed back on the mattress, sweaty and exhausted.
Vee gazed at me as if he’d never seen anything as beautiful as me having an orgasm.
Then something in him snapped. With one final deep thrust, he buried himself inside me. He hid his face in my neck and groaned as if his orgasm caused him pain.
I hugged him and brought him down on top of me. He was bulky and strong, but so was I.
I can take it.
“Vee, baby, shh.” I stroked the sweaty feathers at his back and muttered under my breath. “You’re okay, I’ve got you.”
It took him a while to settle down, and then he realised that his full weight rested on me.
“Sorry, I’m crushing you.” Vee tried to scramble up, but I stopped him with my legs hooked around his hips.
“Nah, stay there for a bit. I love how you feel on top of me.”
Vee stilled. “I think that counts as misconduct, Frat Boy.” He kissed my neck and gently bucked his hips against me. His dick wasn’t exactly hard anymore, but it wasn’t limp either.
“The lymph takes more time to drain,” Vee explained like he’d heard my thoughts.
“Lymph? Not blood?”
“Nope. Birds, eh?” He propped himself up to give me a shy smile.
“I don’t care what makes you hard.” I shot him a wink. “You felt so fucking good inside me. Massive, though,” I added as an afterthought.
“Thank the gods you’re a big boy, then.” His smile went from unsure to cocky.
Oh, you pretty thing…
“Yeah.” I bit my lip and got exactly what I wanted.
Vee leaned in for another kiss.
“How about breakfast? English, German, Canadian? What are you in the mood for?”
I skimmed my hand down his leg. “Chicken thighs, maybe?”
Vee huffed.“Later, if you want. But let me feed you first, Nathaniel.”
I giggled when he nuzzled his face into my neck and his feathers tickled me. “How do you know it’s not Nathan?” He was right, of course, and it confused me. No one ever got my name right on the first attempt.
“I just know.” With one final peck on the tip of my nose, Vee pulled his dick out of me, groaning at what I could only feel.
But fuuuck, feeling it was good enough for me. I gasped when his cum flooded out of my ass and made a mess of the bed. “Fuck, how much do you come, baby?”
“A lot.” Vee’s voice was strained as he stared at my hole, completely mesmerised.
Oh, come on!
I tried to squeeze my thighs together to stem the steady flow of his release. Vee stopped me with his strong hands on my knees.
“No, please, Nate, let me watch. Gods, you’re so—” He broke off and made a pained noise in the back of his throat. “So hot,” he added in a wrecked voice.