Chapter 19
Noah
Once we had showered and made out some more, Lew ordered obscene amounts of food from room service: burgers and chips, ribs, and all the desserts they had.
Feeding Lew a bit of each and ranking the desserts like we had done the crisps the other day was my second favourite thing about this trip.
“You have some ….” Lew leaned in to wipe a smudge of tiramisu off my face.
It never got old how he fussed over me. I melted a little when he stole a little kiss and then licked the tiramisu off his finger.
It didn’t help that I was fucking touch starved.
I barely made it until we had finished our treats before I flung myself at him again.
My ass was a bit sore from his barbs, but I didn’t care.
I needed to feel him inside me again. I wanted to see his glorious body stretched out under me while I bounced on his cock.
“Insatiable little puppy,” Lewis growled, his hands palming my hips as he thrust into me in the kind of deep strokes you felt in your heart. “I’ll take care of you.”
And he did. He took care of me. He made sure I was warm and fed. And, for a moment, as I got lost in those beautiful bright blue eyes, I was tempted to say something very, very stupid.
You are leaving again soon. Don’t make this harder than it needs to be.
Lewis’ eyes stayed fixed on my face, always on the lookout for any discomfort.
God, what did I do to deserve him?
“Come for me now!” I’d been so lost in thought I almost missed the signs of my climax. Like an oncoming storm, it engulfed me.
There wasn’t a lot left inside me, but his barbs coaxed out every last drop of cum I had left.
He turned us around, spreading my thighs wide to make room for his hips. That he had waited for me to come first, to make sure it was good for me before he even allowed himself an orgasm, was not lost on me.
It took him only a heartbeat to notice my tears and he stopped moving at once.
“Puppy? Shit, did I hurt you?” He kept perfectly still and stroked my cheek. I shuddered when his fur rasped over my stubble.
“No, you didn’t. It’s okay.” I sniffed, sounding anything but okay.
“Are you sure? Baby, you’re crying. What’s wrong?” I tried to look away but Lew gripped my chin. He kept my eyes on his, demanding to hear my truth.
I was raw and vulnerable but also so safe in his presence.
If you can’t tell him, you can’t tell anyone.
“What’s wrong?” he asked again, even more gentle than before. His thumb traced the length of my cheekbone.
“I,” I began. I’d been about to say ‘I don’t know’, but that wasn’t true. “You always take care of me. Why do you do that?”
He cocked his massive head, giving the impression of a gigantic cat perching on my chest.
“I just enjoy it.”
“But why, Lew? You can come a few times, right? You—shit, you even let me come first. Why?” I demanded again, and I had no idea why I needed to know, or what I wanted to hear.
You sound like a whiny bitch.
“Oh.” Lewis pushed his lower jaw forward, pursing his muzzle in the cutest expression I had ever seen on his face. “I just enjoy watching you. And I’m scared that if I come first, I’ll miss that sexy as fuck look you give me right before you’re about to nut.”
Heat exploded on my cheeks, and I was so sure if he could blush, he’d be glowing like the setting sun as well.
I didn’t even know why I was embarrassed about it.
He likes my orgasm face? That’s a good thing, isn’t it?
He bucked his hips against my arse, almost questioningly. The predatory grin on his face when I groaned with pleasure should probably have scared me. It did the opposite.
Yes, Tiger boy, you can eat me.
“My perfect puppy,” he murmured, ducking down to conquer my mouth in a deep kiss.
“You look so fucking pretty when you come for me. I don’t want to miss a single one of your orgasms. And I want to take care of you.
I like you so much, Noah,” he added as he sped up, accentuating every word with a thrust.
He sped up until he pounded my hole. The sounds I made were bestial. I was sorry for the people who had the room next to us, but the ploughing he gave me soon obliterated the tracks of every conscious thought in my head.
“Are you coming for me again, Puppy?” Lew panted from exertion, his fur slick with sweat. It dripped down on me.
God, he’s so hot!
“Yeah, I think so!” I bit out.
Am I? Damn, yeah, I’m about to come again.
He drew out. The blunt spines on his cock rasped over my spot when he sank all the way inside in one deep thrust.
Lew shook with the force of his climax, but kept his eyes open, fixed on my face. “Oh God, Lewis!”
I joined him not a moment later, a trickle of cum forcing its way up my cock.
“Shiiit,” I drawled when he pulled out and I felt his warm release seep out of my body.
Lewis lay down next to me and pulled me against his sweaty chest. He still breathed as if he had just run five miles without a break.
“Wow, Puppy. That was amazing.” He kissed my brow and dragged me even closer to keep me warm, like a mother cat hugging her kitten to her body.
Never before in my entire life had I felt as safe as I did in his embrace.
I knew I’d have to get up in a minute to have another shower, but I couldn’t find it in me to break his hold on me just yet.
“It was. Thank you.”
He chuckled and kissed my brow again.
“No, thank you, Puppy.”
We drifted in and out of sleep for a while before we dragged our asses out of bed and into the bathroom. Lewis insisted on washing me, and I dared to do the same for him.
The longer I spent with him, the more each of us let our guards down. He grumbled happily when I worked shampoo into his fur, foaming it up so much you almost couldn’t see the black stripes anymore.
“Let’s rinse you off, my pretty kitty.”
Lew snorted, hugged me so hard he lifted me off my feet, and kissed me.
Making out with him under the warm spray would become a core memory, that much I knew.