There was little foreplay. Kenji wouldn’t allow it. He rolled them over and climbed astride Qylar, reaching for his cock. Qylar barely had time to snatch the lube and coat them both before Kenji mounted him. His mate rode him hard, both of their bodies soon coated in a thin sheen of sweat. Lying back and watching Kenji take what he needed was stunning to see. Without the nervousness or the fear, Kenji boldly took, demanding his needs met.
Qylar wanted to pin him to the mattress and give him a good,hardfucking, but they’d played so much. Giving Kenji the freedom and control was safer. Kenji knew his body best. If something was uncomfortable or pained him, he could shift position immediately to prevent injury.
It didn’t take long for Kenji to cry out, his cock erupting over Qylar’s abdomen without a single touch to it. Kenji slowed, trembling all over, two more jets of cum spraying over Qylar. He came to a stop, panting while staring down.
“Are you okay?” Qylar whispered.
“Am I okay?” Kenji chuckled. “I’m fucking amazing.”
“Yes, you are,” Qylar growled.
“Just gimme a sec,” Kenji whispered, brushing his damp hair away from his forehead and remaining still, Qylar’s hard cock still lodged deep.
Seeing Kenji, skin shining with a joyful smile on his kiss-swollen lips and cheeks red from exertion—Qylar didn’t think he’d ever seen anything so lovely in his life. His gaze dipped to the barely there swell that only added to that beauty, but he dragged his gaze away from it.
Kenji would have his freedom of choice.
Qylar eased and tightened his grip on Kenji’s waist, slid his hands down to his hips and squeezed again before sliding both palms over his mate’s smooth ass. He gripped the cheeks and massaged them, trying not to lift his hips off the bed to feed his cock deeper.
After a minute passed, Kenji placed his palms on Qylar’s chest and rolled his hips. “Now it’s your turn.”
Qylar smiled up at him, gasping as Kenji slowly rode him again.
“I’m gonna fuck you so good you forget your name,” Kenji said, smiling wickedly.
A tremor went through Qylar, the dirty talk doing unimaginable things to him—especially coming from his sweet, innocent Kenji. Had he done this to his mate? Had all the sex turned Kenji wanton? If so, he deserved a medal for his effort—though Kenji was reward enough.
The speed gradually built until the sounds of their bodies slapping together filled the air.
“Does that feel good?” Kenji asked.
Qylar could barely speak. He nodded, trying to force words from between his lips, but barely managed a whispered‘yea.’
When had the tables turned? He was the one who’d fucked half of San Francisco, yet he lay there, overwhelmed with the need storming through his body like some untested boy.
“Are you gonna come for me?” Kenji asked him, throwing his hips down harder and harder.
Qylar nodded violently, unable to breathe as his body tightened hard enough to shatter when he finally came. His fingertips jabbed into Kenji’s hips and the edge approached. His back bowed and he roared the second he arrived, his vision going wonky and stars appearing at the edges. Kenji took another one of his loads deep, working his shaft to get every last drop of it. The room spun before he was finally able to drag in a deep breath.
He collapsed back against the bed, winded and brain-fried. Kenji lifted off his cock and rolled to his side, cuddling against Qylar. He wrapped an arm around his mate and held tight. Closing his eyes against the light in the room, he realized they’d just done what Kenji had seemed unwilling to do. They’d fucked in front of a wall of windows in broad daylight. Thankfully, neither of them had tentacled out, but still. Had they been so mindless to not notice?
“Whoareyou and what have you done with my Kenji?”
Kenji chuckled, kissing the side of his chest.
“Suddenly, I feel like the inexperienced one. How?”
“I don’t know,” Kenji said, sighing. “But I think there is something…”
Qylar turned to Kenji. “What?”
“Ever since our swim in the ocean on Nefyria, I’ve felt more… alive. I don’t know how else to describe it. I walked out energized. It was like I could suddenly feel things around me a little more intensely. The sky was a little bluer, the salty scent in the air stronger.” He paused a moment. “And when we made love in the apartment after? I felt that more deeply, too. The connection seemed strengthened. The feeling hasn’t stopped, either. After we got home, I looked around San Francisco, and it felt like I was seeing it for the first time. The colors are sharper and more in focus.”
Qylar tipped Kenji’s chin up, seeing joy on his face. “Something in the water?”
“Are you telling me the ocean drugged me? If so, I’m already addicted. It’s like I really am a superhero now. I hear better. I see better. Ifeelbetter.”
“If memory serves, I think Alex mentioned his finger tentacles started after he was anointed. Maybe thereissomething in the water.”
