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When he felt a tentative touch at the edge of his lower triangle, he
should have realized looking would inevitably lead to touching. Lust
spiraled through his limbs, tightening his muscles, surging blood into
his cock. Heat and longing pushed his rational mind aside, compelling
him to reach out, grasp Keenan, and pull him down onto the bed.
Rolling over, Oco rose above him. Hunger urged him forward,
locking their lips together. When he opened his mouth and teased his
tongue against Keenan s, he groaned, loving the way he surrendered
so completely.
Unsure if he was dreaming or the situation was real, Oco refused
to do anything that would tell him the truth. For the moment, he was
able to have the man he so desperately craved. Nothing stood in their
way. There were no others in existence, so there couldn t be anyone
to interrupt them or to stop them from indulging their every whim.
With a whimpering cry, Keenan parted his legs and somehow
maneuvered Oco between them. When Oco s straining cock brushed
against Keenan s, he realized he wasn t dreaming. This was real.
Sticky wetness transferred from the tip of Keenan s cock to Oco s,
urging him to thrust. When he did, his balls slapped at the base of
Keenan s prick, making them groan together at almost the same pitch.
Oco wasn t sure why Keenan was suddenly lowering his hand
between their bodies, but when his slick palm wrapped around Oco s
shaft, he understood. Up and down his length, Keenan moved his
hand. And then he smeared some of the slickness on his own cock.
When Oco pressed their bodies together, Keenan s cock moved
against his belly with an effortless ease.
Shimmying, Keenan worked his way up so that Oco s cock was
now aligned with his tender hole. Pressing against him and feeling
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that snug entrance struggling to keep him out flashed warning lights
in Oco s head. He hadn t prepped him. Keenan was completely
virginal. To just plunge into him would hurt him, and that would kill
something inside Oco.
Ironically, his ability to touch and read his lovers had allowed him
to know just what he should and shouldn t do to push them to the
limits of their arousal. Oco understood that some liked a rough,
demanding lover while others wanted slow seduction. He was
oblivious to what would be best for Keenan. Still, he knew enough to
recognize that, whether he liked fast or slow, the initial penetration
had to be gentle. Just as he was pulling back to begin the long and
thoroughly wicked processes of preparing Keenan for his cock,
Keenan clamped his legs around him.
Caught off guard, Oco dropped down but thankfully didn t
penetrate him. His cock slid past, rubbing across his hole, making
both of them groan.
Keenan licked the edge of his upper triangle while his cock
rubbed on the lower one. As if that wasn t enough to make Oco
positively crazy, Keenan then pressed his foot against the small
triangle on Oco s back. The triple stimulation caused such a glut of
intensity that Oco climaxed. He was so shocked he simply held
himself above Keenan, gasping and shaking. He hadn t even gotten
inside Keenan. All Oco could do was dig his fingers into the mattress
and struggle to hold himself up while he jetted again and again across
Keenan s belly.
Rather than let go or show any kind of disappointment, Keenan
clung to him and kept right on teasing all the elements of his trigo.
Oco had never experienced anything so all consuming. Each gush of
pleasure begged the next until he was so drained he was barely able to
roll to his side. Strung out on bliss, Oco closed his eyes. He wanted to
speak and reassure his mate that he would not leave him hanging, but
he simply couldn t stop shaking. Never had he experienced a true and
perfect alignment. Oco thought such an event was only possible with
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one of his own kind.
He was wrong.
Oco smiled because he had never been so happy to be so wrong.
But just as he was opening his eyes and his mouth to tell Keenan how
excited he was, he realized they d only made their situation worse.
Now that he d experienced such flawless ecstasy, there was simply no
way he could let Keenan go. It wasn t an issue of being in emotional
pain but one of life or death. When his kind experienced the stunning [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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When he felt a tentative touch at the edge of his lower triangle, he
should have realized looking would inevitably lead to touching. Lust
spiraled through his limbs, tightening his muscles, surging blood into
his cock. Heat and longing pushed his rational mind aside, compelling
him to reach out, grasp Keenan, and pull him down onto the bed.
Rolling over, Oco rose above him. Hunger urged him forward,
locking their lips together. When he opened his mouth and teased his
tongue against Keenan s, he groaned, loving the way he surrendered
so completely.
Unsure if he was dreaming or the situation was real, Oco refused
to do anything that would tell him the truth. For the moment, he was
able to have the man he so desperately craved. Nothing stood in their
way. There were no others in existence, so there couldn t be anyone
to interrupt them or to stop them from indulging their every whim.
With a whimpering cry, Keenan parted his legs and somehow
maneuvered Oco between them. When Oco s straining cock brushed
against Keenan s, he realized he wasn t dreaming. This was real.
Sticky wetness transferred from the tip of Keenan s cock to Oco s,
urging him to thrust. When he did, his balls slapped at the base of
Keenan s prick, making them groan together at almost the same pitch.
Oco wasn t sure why Keenan was suddenly lowering his hand
between their bodies, but when his slick palm wrapped around Oco s
shaft, he understood. Up and down his length, Keenan moved his
hand. And then he smeared some of the slickness on his own cock.
When Oco pressed their bodies together, Keenan s cock moved
against his belly with an effortless ease.
Shimmying, Keenan worked his way up so that Oco s cock was
now aligned with his tender hole. Pressing against him and feeling
Bound by Lust 83
that snug entrance struggling to keep him out flashed warning lights
in Oco s head. He hadn t prepped him. Keenan was completely
virginal. To just plunge into him would hurt him, and that would kill
something inside Oco.
Ironically, his ability to touch and read his lovers had allowed him
to know just what he should and shouldn t do to push them to the
limits of their arousal. Oco understood that some liked a rough,
demanding lover while others wanted slow seduction. He was
oblivious to what would be best for Keenan. Still, he knew enough to
recognize that, whether he liked fast or slow, the initial penetration
had to be gentle. Just as he was pulling back to begin the long and
thoroughly wicked processes of preparing Keenan for his cock,
Keenan clamped his legs around him.
Caught off guard, Oco dropped down but thankfully didn t
penetrate him. His cock slid past, rubbing across his hole, making
both of them groan.
Keenan licked the edge of his upper triangle while his cock
rubbed on the lower one. As if that wasn t enough to make Oco
positively crazy, Keenan then pressed his foot against the small
triangle on Oco s back. The triple stimulation caused such a glut of
intensity that Oco climaxed. He was so shocked he simply held
himself above Keenan, gasping and shaking. He hadn t even gotten
inside Keenan. All Oco could do was dig his fingers into the mattress
and struggle to hold himself up while he jetted again and again across
Keenan s belly.
Rather than let go or show any kind of disappointment, Keenan
clung to him and kept right on teasing all the elements of his trigo.
Oco had never experienced anything so all consuming. Each gush of
pleasure begged the next until he was so drained he was barely able to
roll to his side. Strung out on bliss, Oco closed his eyes. He wanted to
speak and reassure his mate that he would not leave him hanging, but
he simply couldn t stop shaking. Never had he experienced a true and
perfect alignment. Oco thought such an event was only possible with
84 Anitra Lynn McLeod
one of his own kind.
He was wrong.
Oco smiled because he had never been so happy to be so wrong.
But just as he was opening his eyes and his mouth to tell Keenan how
excited he was, he realized they d only made their situation worse.
Now that he d experienced such flawless ecstasy, there was simply no
way he could let Keenan go. It wasn t an issue of being in emotional
pain but one of life or death. When his kind experienced the stunning [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]