Chapter 15
Chapter
Fifteen
“Are you sure?” Kraghol’s head swam. He felt dizzy with lust and the scent of Jasper. Still, he could not comprehend that Jasper could actually want him!
“Yes.” Jasper’s gaze roamed Kraghol’s body before fixing on his cloth-covered dick. His hand once again tugged at the fabric. But he didn’t remove it. He waited for Kraghol to respond.
With shaking hands, Kraghol undid the tie himself, letting the fabric fall away, revealing his thick dark-grey cock with its flushed, almost black head.
“Fuck,” Jasper whispered.
Before Kraghol had time to comprehend exactly what that meant, Jasper wrapped his hands around Kraghol’s stiff prick and squeezed. Kraghol groaned, eyelids drooping.
“You’re huge. So thick. And long.” Jasper moved his hand up and down, fingers bumping against the ribbing that circled Kraghol’s cock.
Kraghol shivered. He knew he was rather large. Thankfully, Jasper didn’t seem to mind.
Jasper stroked him, hand sliding over the pronounced head. “Does that feel good?” he whispered. Still stroking, he leaned in close, breath brushing the skin of Kraghol’s throat. “I want to make you feel good.”
“It feels incredible.” Kraghol placed a hand on Jasper’s side. “But I want to see you too. Will you remove the rest of your clothing?”
Jasper grinned. “With pleasure.” He lifted his hips. With his free hand, he shoved at his drawers. But he seemed unwilling to release Kraghol’s dick from his grip for even a second. So Kraghol helped, dragging the drawers down Jasper’s thighs.
Jasper’s cock slapped against his belly, leaking drops of pre-cum. The flushed head called to Kraghol’s mouth. He yearned to wrap his lips around it and suck. But for now, he wrapped his hand around Jasper’s length and stroked.
“Oh!” Jasper cried out.
They jerked each other. The sound of their moans, their heavy breathing, and hands stroking cocks filled Kraghol’s ears. The scents of their arousal mingled between them and danced on Kraghol’s tongue.
His gut tensed as the pleasure coiled inside him. “Jasper.” Kraghol stared into the eyes of the young man, unable to comprehend how they’d gotten here. “You’re so beautiful.”
Jasper’s eyes gleamed. “I find you quite appealing too.”
Kraghol opened his mouth to say something, because how could that be?
But then Jasper placed a hand on Kraghol’s chest, pushing him onto his back. He straddled Kraghol and released his cock. “Now I want to taste your massive dick.” He licked his lips.
Kraghol’s breath caught.
Jasper shimmied down his body, skin brushing against fur. Kraghol’s hands cupped Jasper’s shoulders as the man settled between Kraghol’s spread thighs, gaze fixed on Kraghol’s prominent erection.
Jasper gripped his dick, squeezing the thick base. Kraghol moaned. His fingers tightened on Jasper’s shoulders. Jasper’s gaze flicked up, meeting Kraghol’s. He opened his mouth wide, sticking out his tongue.
Then he licked around the smooth, almost black head. Kraghol watched in awe, captivated by the erotic sight. Copious pre-cum spilled from the slit and slid down the sides of his length. Jasper lapped it all up.
Kraghol gasped. He threaded a hand through Jasper’s hair, combing his fingers through the dark lengths.
Then Jasper opened his mouth wide and took the tip into his warm, wet mouth. Inch by inch he swallowed more of Kraghol’s prick. He kept squeezing the base.
“Jasper,” Kraghol cried out. His balls tingled as Jasper continued to suck and slurp him down.
Jasper’s cheeks hollowed, and the suction increased. He bobbed his head faster. Kraghol’s whole body tightened. His balls pulled up close to his body.
Pleasure mounted inside him. “I’m close.” His gut clenched. He tugged gently at Jasper’s hair in warning.
But Jasper just sucked harder and took more of Kraghol’s length into his mouth.
Kraghol tilted his head back. He howled as his dick jerked. Pulse after pulse of seed spilled into Jasper’s mouth. Jasper drank down every drop of his cum.
Kraghol sagged. With a pop, Jasper released his cock. Kraghol glanced down at Jasper, with his flushed cheeks and swollen lips.
Kraghol growled, “Now it’s my turn.” He reached down and gripped Jasper by the waist, lifting him up and over Kraghol.
A surprised bark escaped Jasper before he was pushed into the furs. Kraghol reversed their positions and crawled on top of Jasper. He gazed down at the human.
Then he moved down Jasper’s body. Jasper’s hard cock pointed towards him. He wrapped a hand around the length and stroked. His mouth watered at the sight and scent. But he wanted to taste Jasper somewhere else.
Releasing Jasper’s cock, he gripped the human’s hips and flipped him onto his front. A yelp escaped Jasper as he was placed on his hands and knees. Then Kraghol leaned forward and extended his long tongue. It flicked in the air as he tugged Jasper’s arse cheeks apart.
Jasper inhaled. The pointed tip of Kraghol’s tongue neared Jasper’s entrance. He swiped it over the tight ring of muscle.
“Oh!” Jasper’s arse cheeks tensed.
Kraghol leaned forward, tongue spearing inside Jasper’s tight, hot hole. He pushed in and then pulled back. He repeated the motion over and over, going deeper each time. Jasper cried out.
Kraghol wiggled his tongue further in. The tight muscles around his tongue squeezed. He withdrew his tongue only to spear it deep once more. Jasper’s thighs trembled as Kraghol fucked him with his tongue.
“Kraghol!” Jasper shouted, the sound echoing in the cave.
Kraghol’s tongue slid deeper. And deeper. And deeper still.
Jasper’s arms and legs gave out. He collapsed onto the furs. But Kraghol followed him down. He plunged his tongue deeper still, searching for and seeking that magic spot.
Jasper keened as Kraghol found the nub. He slid over it, working it. Jasper sobbed, channel tightening almost painfully around his tongue.
“Kraghol!” Jasper writhed. “Oh fuck!” His hands gripped the furs, knuckles turning white as Kraghol kept tongue-fucking his hole. “I’m so close. Please,” he begged, voice hoarse.
Then Kraghol shoved his arm under Jasper. He wrapped his hand around Jasper’s leaking cock. He stroked as he continued to plunder Jasper’s hole with his tongue.
Jasper’s whole body went taut. Suddenly he was crying out, dick jerking in Kraghol’s hand and spilling.
Kraghol kept stroking his prick and kept licking inside him until he’d wrung every inch of pleasure from Jasper’s body. Finally, he withdrew his hand and tongue. He stared down at Jasper, who lay boneless and unmoving in Kraghol’s bed.
He lay down beside Jasper. Jasper turned sluggishly towards him. He kissed Kraghol, soft and slow. When the kiss broke, Jasper moved in close, nuzzling Kraghol’s chest and wrapping his arm around him.
Kraghol swallowed, uncertain how to respond to such an intimate act.
It had never been like that for Kraghol before. There’d been no soft kisses or touches before, during, or after sex. He’d never even fucked in a bed. It was always outside on the ground or up against a tree.
After a few moments, he slowly wrapped his arms around Jasper. Jasper exhaled. Kraghol closed his eyes, relishing the feel of the young man beside him.
But as the bliss ebbed, the reality of the situation settled heavily in his gut.
Jasper doesn’t belong with me.
Then he frowned. Did Jasper only desire him because of the half-mate bond?
Horror replaced any lingering pleasure. Was that why he’d wanted to fuck Kraghol? Because of the partial bond? It had to be. There could be no other explanation!
The fire crackled. He closed his eyes.
And Jasper still knew nothing of that! Shit.
“We shouldn’t have done that,” Kraghol said, voice soft.
Jasper’s whole body tensed. He propped himself up, eyes narrowing. “What? Why?”