“God, I want you,” he said and bent his head.Īrit arched his back at Nick’s tongue darting over his asshole. He spread Arit’s legs to open Arit up and groaned at his first glimpse of his mate’s hole. “Just…” Nick shoved Arit’s knees up, exposing Arit’s muscled ass. Arit whined in protest, but Nick ignored the needy sound until his knees planted on the bedroom floor. Ripping his mouth away, Nick scooted down Arit’s writhing body. At this avarice pace, it’d be over before they’d hardly started. His second orgasm of the night tightened his balls.

Nick wanted to be gentle, to prolong their pleasure into a drugging haze, but Arit arching his ass up, thrusting into Nick, destroyed Nick’s self-control. Where their kiss should have been smooth as silk, raw but skillfully potent, their mouths slammed together in desperate greed, and the unique zest of Arit’s blood gliding across Nick’s tongue told him he’d reopened the wound his teeth had sliced into Arit’s lip earlier. Nick was as virginal in their bed as his mate. His partners and a couple of boyfriends over the years had taught him what turned him on best, how and where to touch, lick, and suck to please whoever he was with and, most importantly, to read his lover’s responses to make sex good for them, too. He had never considered himself a slut, per se, but he’d rarely denied himself physical release if the chance for an orgasm or three arose. Unlike his mate, Nick had enjoyed many lovers. They both fell to the mattress in a tangled heap. The salty, metallic flavor of Arit’s mouth dazzled him, and when Arit bucked his hips into Nick’s groin, grinding their cocks together, Nick grasped Arit’s biceps. Nick shuddered at Arit’s tongue dancing with his, loved the sharp prick of Arit’s canines. Nick bent his head, and Arit angled his jaw to meet him, their mouths mashing together in eager lust. Not kissing those plump red lips was unthinkable. He’d meant to guide Arit to their mating bed, but red blood painting Arit’s delectable mouth and smeared down his chin set Nick to trembling. The coppery scent dizzied Nick as he turned in Arit’s embrace. “Show me how to make it good for you first.”īlood streamed from the bite on Nick’s nape in wet trails. “Isn’t there someone here more experienced, who knows what they’re doing?” Arit snorted a laugh.

Stray by Kari Gregg