In the Eyes of Crazy(20)

Payson slid a hand up his side, caressing his ribcage, then wrapping it under his arm to encourage Land to lean forward. “Come here.”

Land obeyed. Payson’s cock shifted in his chute, pressing against his hot spot. Shouting, Land’s hips jerked at the jolt of ecstasy coursing through him. “Oh, god,” he whimpered, his hands twitching where they rested on Payson’s shoulders.

“Yeah,” Payson crooned. “Let me see your pleasure. So beautiful.”

Payson leaned up and gently licked his freshly pieced nipple. What should have been painful, instead tingled warmly. Taking control, Payson lifted him halfway off his cock, then rocked his hips, sliding his cock in and out of him. His lover continued to lave his nipples with saliva, moving from one to the other and back again.

A riot of sensations unlike anything he’d ever felt before left Land a twitching, whimpering, bundle of raw nerves, and all he could do was hang on for the ride. His cock leaked like a sieve, the pre-cum oozing over his sensitive glans felt amazing. Land’s balls pulled tight. He thrust his chest forward, looking for more of Payson’s talented mouth. His head lolled on his shoulders and his eyes slid closed as his cock erupted, sinking Land into the bliss of orgasm.





Chapter Eight


Aferal growl rumbled up Payson’s throat. The look of abject rapture on Land’s face as his cock spewed spunk across both their chests was a thing of beauty. His mate’s ass clamped down on Payson’s cock as Land convulsed in the throes of orgasm. It took every ounce of self-control he possessed not to lose his seed into his sweet human.

But Payson knew Land would come again when he bit him, and he wanted his mate to feel every ounce of bliss he could provide. He released Land’s hip and gripped his mate’s cock, jacking slowly, milking a last shot of spunk from him.

Land moaned once more and slumped against him.

Payson grinned through the pain of holding his own orgasm at bay. Returning his hand to Land’s hip, he whispered, “You ready for round two?”

Tilting his head to look at Payson, Land smiled drunkenly up at him. “I don’t think I could handle more right now.”

Chuckling, Payson crooned, “You will.”

Not giving his mate time to contemplate the matter, and Payson didn’t know who in their right mind would want to while in his position, he thrust up into his mate once, twice. He knew it wouldn’t take long. His balls were already hard as rocks and his shaft throbbed.

Payson felt the telltale tingle at the base of his spine. Unwilling to wait a second longer for the pleasure of his release, he sank his elongated canines into the flesh where Land’s shoulder met his neck.

Land’s squeak ended with a wild groan as more seed flooded the space between them.

Swallowing down the sweet, life-giving blood of his mate, Payson did some moaning of his own. The pressure on his dick felt exquisite and his orgasm struck. His eyes slid shut as bliss rolled through his body, making him tingle from his head to his toes.

He pulled his teeth from Land’s neck, threw his head back, and roared his pleasure. Filling his mate’s rectum with his seed, Payson felt the bond between him and his mate strengthen, binding them for eternity. His hyena contentedly curled up in his mind.

Payson wrapped his arms tightly around his mate and let himself bask in the moment. Finally, his mate stirred enough to turn his head and look at him. “Does your bite always make me…come?” he asked, blushing oh-so-nicely.

His cock stirring at the sight of his thoroughly debauched, yet still bashful mate, Payson grinned. “Hell, yeah, beautiful.”

Land snorted. “Not beautiful. Gangly.”

Payson kissed Land’s temple and murmured, “Beautiful to me, and I’ll prove it to you, even if it takes a couple of centuries.”

Instead of commenting, Land changed the subject. “I’m surprised my nipples don’t hurt after that. They sure did when I came out here.”

“My saliva heals your superficial cuts. Something to do with the mate-bond that I don’t really get,” he said.

“Oh, cool.”

“What’d be really cool is if more of our friends would fuck in public places. Then we poor schmucks who aren’t getting it on a regular basis could at least jack-off to the sights and sounds.”

At the sound of the amused voice, Land squeaked and nearly toppled them off the bike. Payson clutched his mate to his chest and frowned at Vail. The wolf shifter grinned unashamed, boldly perusing them. “Now that’s a position I’ve not tried,” he mused, grinning.

Unreasonable jealousy, unlike anything Payson had ever felt before, raced through him. Payson snarled. “I don’t recommend coming any closer.” He struggled to keep from setting his mate aside and tearing his pack-mate’s eyes from his head.