Fighting the Call of the Wolf(9)

Aelius smiled back at him. “You taste so fucking good,” he said. “I’ve got to have more of that.”

Aelius pulled his fingers free from Kyle’s asshole, and he leaned up and pressed his body down on top of Kyle’s, as much as he could without harming the pup that was growing between them. Aelius thrust his tongue back into Kyle’s mouth as he lined up the head of his cock with Kyle’s stretched hole.

Kyle moaned, his grip strong and pinching at Aelius’s shoulders, but that was all right. Aelius thought about putting his tongue onto Kyle’s pucker, thrusting it inside, and seeing how much he could make the man moan and wail for him then. Would Kyle call out Aelius’s name? It was exciting, and the idea brought a shiver to Aelius’s body, but ultimately it was something that Aelius wasn’t ready for. One day, yes, but not today.

He pushed his cock inside of Kyle’s slick hole, the tight space swallowing him up and fitting him tighter than any fist and warmer than a furnace. It was so fucking good that Aelius was damn near paralyzed with the pleasure he felt when he was balls-deep inside, and he had to stop.

“Goddamn, I’d forgotten,” he said, panting.

Kyle, however, was still gripping Aelius’s shoulders, his nails digging into Aelius’s skin and probably cutting, but Aelius couldn’t give a damn about that.

“Fuck! Move, for the love of God, move. I’m close,” Kyle said, begging with those deep, dark eyes of his. He looked good when he begged, and how could Aelius not give the man what he wanted?

Kyle’s thighs were strong, and they squeezed Aelius tight as his hips shot back and forth, his cock bulldozing ahead, taking, claiming. There was nothing but noise in the air now as the bed creaked with the force of their movements, and they moaned and hissed, kissing and nipping at each other.

The pleasure built up just behind Aelius’s stomach, his cock and balls ready to release, but he wanted this to go on for as long as possible. He didn’t want to stop.

His wolf teeth were coming out, the animal side of him already knowing what he was about to do, and Aelius leaned down and put his teeth on the corner of Kyle’s neck and shoulder, biting down, giving the man his mating scar.

Kyle moaned, and his asshole clenched tightly around Aelius’s surging prick to the point that he was pained, but it was good. So damned good that his orgasm felt like it was being ripped forcefully out of him, his cock swelling as his cum released inside of Kyle’s body.

Kyle arched his back beneath him and let out a choked moan, his thighs squeezing Aelius’s hips tight as he thrust his ass against him, warm cum splashing between their stomachs.

Aelius couldn’t make his pelvis stop jerking for at least ten seconds. It was a better orgasm than he’d had the first time he and Kyle were together, and now that he was reminded of the pleasure, of the satisfaction of having Kyle’s arms around him, their warm bodies cradling each other, he knew that this was it.

The fight was over, and Aelius’s mind had lost. His heart and instincts were taking over from here on out, and clearly that was for the best.

Aelius barely managed to keep himself from flopping on top of Kyle’s body, and when he couldn’t keep himself up anymore, he rolled over so that he and Kyle were facing each other, the pup that was between them still safe and sound.

“That was…wow,” Aelius said.

“Yeah,” Kyle replied, but even though he sounded just as breathless, there was something a little more monotone about his voice.

Aelius looked at him. Really looked at him. “Kyle, I’m sorry for all the shit I’ve put you through. I want to be there for you. I want to be there for the pup. Let me make this up to you.”

“That sounds okay,” Kyle said, but he was still looking down at Aelius’s chest, rather than at his face. Aelius got the impression that the omega was looking through him rather than at him.

“Kyle? Talk to me. Tell me what’s going on. I want to be with you. I thought you wanted this.”

Finally, Kyle looked up at him, and there was so much pain that was wide open for Aelius to see in those deep, dark eyes of his. He shook his head softly, and Aelius didn’t understand. His dick was finally starting to soften, no longer swollen and locking them together, but Aelius was still careful when he separated their bodies from each other, and he propped himself up onto his elbow and looked down at the man.

“Just tell me what’s on your mind,” Aelius said, but he could already guess. He was too late. He’d fucked this up too much, and now he was too damned late. Maybe he shouldn’t have bitten Kyle on the shoulder after all.