Chapter 21 #2
Ducarius stopped toying with Drexley’s prostate but worked another digit inside him. While it was pleasant, Drexley was no longer in danger of losing control. It gave him a few moments to fill his greedy lungs with oxygen.
A second later, Drexley growled as Ducarius ended their kiss.
“Why?” Drexley asked. “I want your mouth.”
“You will have it. But I need to fuck you.”
“Should I…how do you…or I suppose where should I…?”
Ducarius pulled his arm away and rolled onto his back. “Climb up and over me.”
It was irritating that Ducarius oiled his own shaft, but Drexley refused to argue. He was desperate to find fulfillment, and if he touched Ducarius’s lovely prick, he doubted he would let go of it before the sun rose. Instead, Drexley allowed Ducarius to have his way and straddled his mate.
Bracing himself by splaying his fingers on Ducarius’s firm and beautiful chest, Drexley was spared any moment of awkwardness. One of Ducarius’s palms landed on his waist to steady him. With his free hand, Ducarius guided his cock so it was nestled against Drexley’s stretched hole.
“Move slowly down, and if you hate it, stop immediately. We can find another way to fuck.”
Drexley was beyond finding any more words, so he quickly nodded as he flexed his thighs and drifted toward Ducarius’s lap. The head of Ducarius’s prick spread him wide. Their eyes locked, and Drexley focused on both the affection and desire in Ducarius’s gaze.
With shared grins, they celebrated Ducarius conquering the first barrier inside Drexley.
Ducarius slid further into him, and Drexley was already addicted to the other sentinel’s incredible heat.
Then he decided it was pointless to narrow it down to a single thing he loved.
Drexley enjoyed the thickness and full feeling of being joined in such an intimate way too much to pick one favorite.
It was tempting to increase his speed, but it would distress Ducarius, so Drexley continued his glacial progress until he finally felt the tickle of the springy dark hair of Ducarius’s groin on his backside.
“Take all the time you need to adjust. When ready, choose whatever speed feels natural,” Ducarius insisted, his words gruff because he’d barely refrained from unclenching his jaw.
Ducarius burrowed his fingers deeper into the muscles of Ducarius’s chest and took a moment to savor being joined with Ducarius fully. A heartbeat later, he thrust his hips enthusiastically as he quickly rode his mate.
Beneath him, Ducarius released a long string of curse words as he gripped both of Ducarius’s hips.
Lifting his chin toward the ceiling, Drexley allowed the desperate longing of his body to have full control.
His shaft throbbed, and his balls ached.
But all he cared about was the way Ducarius’s cockhead was banging into his prostrate as he bounced on the other sentinel’s lap.
Drexley wanted their lovemaking to last all night, but he supposed it was inevitable that there were already sharp tingles coursing through him. His orgasm was near. Drexley’s mouth fell open, and his breath caught as he lost the battle. His seed shot out despite the lack of attention to his prick.
Beneath him, Ducarius surged upward, and his grip tightened. Heat suffused Drexley’s channel as Ducarius climaxed.
Still trying to catch his breath, Drexley offered no struggle as Ducarius tugged on his arms and yanked him close. Ducarius embraced him and kissed his ear.
“You were fantastic,” Ducarius whispered. “I nearly feared I would not survive.”
“We are doing this again.”
“There is no question of that. You are also sleeping in this bed with me from now on.”
“That would delight me.”
Drexley turned his head, and their mouths met in a soft caress. “I used to doubt the tales of sentinels together, but it makes sense now.”
“What does that mean?”
Ducarius cupped Drexley’s nape and bit gently on his bottom lip.
“I often forget that you do not know everything about our people. When two sentinels are matched, we gain unique powers once our blood is bound. We will be able to speak to each other telepathically and, if we are in the same room, feel each other’s emotions.
Sentinels brag that this adds intensity to their lovemaking, and after they swap blood, it can take weeks to stop from losing consciousness whenever they fuck. I never believed it until tonight.”
“We will gain what abilities?” Drexley asked, dumbfounded. “Did you say telepathy? The ability to speak to each other with our minds?”
“Yes. It is an ability unique to two bound sentinels.”
The import of Ducarius’s words finally registered in Drexley’s desire-laden brain. “Does that mean you can see yourself being bonded to me for eternity someday?”
“Of course I can. Do you think I would have taken your innocence if I did not?”
“You were just as innocent as I was, Ducarius. You handed me that gift too.”
“Again, why would I do that if I did not intend to be with you forever?”
“Thank you for being my mate and for tonight. I will never be the same. It was impossibly wonderful.”
“I agree, and I am the one grateful to have you.”
“Stop being competitive and take a compliment.”
Ducarius rolled his eyes, planted a firm kiss on Drexley’s mouth, and smacked his arse loudly. “Have a rest; I want to make love to you again before morning.”
“I would like that very much.”