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no! Ian roared. If I have a fucking choice in this, I m going home! Something some emotion Roark couldn t identify spiked through him. But, you re attracted to me, as I am to you, he murmured, trying to wrap his mind around this turn of events. You don t wish to be bonded with me? Damn, that thought hurt. The human responded to his touch so beautifully. How could he have misread everything so badly? Ian pushed to his feet and paced a couple steps away before turning back to face him. The anger had left his face to be replaced by one of confusion and& pain? Roark rose and stepped toward him. When Ian lifted a hand and ran it through his thick dark hair, Roark could stand it no longer. He wrapped his arms around the smaller man and pulled him against his chest. At first, Ian resisted, his hard body tense and unyielding. Roark refused to release him, rubbing his hands over Ian s shoulders and down his back, savoring the human s hard muscles. Gradually, Ian relaxed, first his shoulders, then his forehead rested against Roark s shoulder, and finally, his whole body sagged against him. Yer offer is so very tempting, Roark, Ian mumbled, his words slightly muffled. But I cannot. These were not the words Roark wanted to hear. Just from holding Ian, Roark s cock was already plumping, readying for round two. He wanted this human as his own. Surely there was a way to change his mind? Is it because I am a man? Roark asked cautiously. He knew most humans frowned upon it, which is part of why when he d first seen Ian he d worried about his response to the human. Ian scoffed and rolled his head on Roark s shoulder. Nay, Roark, he replied. Yer touch is like nothin I ve ever experienced, and already I crave more, he admitted. Roark liked the sound of that. That is good, he assured. There are other bonded couples who are of the same sex. It is not frowned upon here. Roark stroked his fingers through Ian s thick dark hair, cupping the man s jaw and tilting his head back so he could look into his eyes. He desperately wanted to remove the anguish he saw in their brown depths. Lowering his head, Roark brushed his mouth against the other man s. He flicked out his tongue and dipped it between Ian s slightly parted lips. Ian s masculine taste flooded Roark s senses and he growled softly before drawing the other man s tongue into his own mouth and sucking lightly. Ian moaned, canted his head and devoured his mouth roughly. He gave as good as he got, nipping Roark s lips, thrusting his tongue deep, and mapping Roark s mouth. Grunting, Roark allowed Ian free reign for several minutes, just enjoying his asda s enthusiasm. When the throb in his dick could no longer be denied, Roark grabbed his lover s hips and pulled him back to the nest of blankets. He settled between Ian s legs, thrusting lightly, rubbing his aching prick against Ian s equally hard erection. Reaching under a pillow, Roark pulled out a flask of oil he used to jack off. He pulled back, rising to his knees, and popped the cap with his teeth. Roark held Ian s gaze as he poured the oil onto his fingers. I want you, Roark whispered. Let me have you? Ian s cock twitched under his scrutiny, even though he hesitated. After several seconds, Ian nodded once and spread his legs a bit wider. Roark ran a hand over one thickly muscled thigh, liking the way his touch caused his lover s abs to tighten and breathing to speed up. The man seemed starved for touch, his body shivering and breaking out in goose bumps as Roark stroked his fingers up his thigh, over his hip, bypassing his groin, and over the hard flesh of his torso. Ian s hands clenched and unclenched in the blankets beneath him and his breath came in ragged pants. A bead of moisture oozed from the tip of Ian s cock, his foreskin retracted, exposing the leaking slit. Unable to resist, Roark leaned forward and laved his tongue over the man s head, scooping up the bead. The mildly salty flavor exploded across his tongue as Ian moaned, his hips twitching. Wanting, needing more, Roark swallowed the head of Ian s dick and sucked the cap lightly. Ian shouted a hoarse cry of pleasure and bucked his hips. Roark allowed the man to move at will, taking Ian s dick into him as much as his human needed. Roark knew he wouldn t last much longer, not with the way his own shaft oozed and ached. As Ian fucked his face, Roark reached down and slipped one lubed finger into Ian s arse, letting out a moan of his own at the tight, hot grip of Ian s body. He couldn t wait to sink into the man s tight heat. Ian s grunt, and the slight tensing of his body, didn t escape Roark s notice. He kept his finger still while increasing suction to Ian s dick, flicking his tongue over Ian s foreskin and massaging it gently. Groaning, Ian relaxed and resumed his thrusting, which also had the benefit of sliding Roark s finger in and out of his chute since he still wasn t moving his hand. When Ian grunted and gruffly ordered, More, Roark didn t hesitate to obey. He thrust in a second finger. This time when Ian s chute clenched, Roark curved his fingers and searched for the soft bump of nerves that felt so good when stroked. The way Ian roared and shuddered told him he d found it. Seconds later, when his mouth was flooded with creamy, salty seed, Roark took the opportunity to slide a third finger into Ian s channel. He continued to massage Ian s pleasure button as he swallowed his asda s cream and sucked even more on his shaft. To Roark s satisfaction, Ian never softened a bit. Finally, Roark could put off his own pleasure no longer. He lifted his head, releasing Ian s manhood with a slurping pop. Ian moaned at the loss of stimulation. He peered up at him through half- [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |