Seb slid his hand into Tim’s hair, tugging him close, whispering the words against his lips. “Promise not to bite me?”
“Never without your consent.”
Tim looked so sincere and earnest.Why did I ever doubt him?“Then I’m sure.” Seb pulled him into a kiss—hard and desperate as he let go of everything that had held him back. Tim’s solid weight pinned him to the bed, all that raw power caging him in, yet Seb had never felt safer.
Tim eased his hands under Seb’s shoulders, holding him in place while he broke the kiss to nip and lick along the side of his neck. Seb sighed and tilted his head to the side with a soft moan. The faint scrape of teeth made his breath hitch, but Tim’s whispered “Trust me” had him melting back into the pillow.
Seb let out a laugh of surprise as Tim’s dick began to harden between them. “Already?”
Propping himself up on his elbows, Tim grinned down at him, eyes crinkling at the corners. “What do you expect with you lying there looking like that and smelling of sex?”
Seb peered between them and his grin matched Tim’s. “We’re a bit of a mess.” Tim rolled his hips, sliding alongside Seb’s cock, making it stir with interest. “And I’ve got jizz in your hair.”
Tim laughed again. “Shifter, remember. Mess is my thing.”
He dipped his head to nose along Seb’s collarbone, then up along the strip of skin where he’d rubbed his come earlier. Seb arched into his touch like a cat as Tim licked him clean, shamelessly thrusting his hips to get Tim to move again. He felt Tim’s smile against his skin at the same time as he started up a slow, rolling grind that made Seb’s toes curl in pleasure.
“That’s good to know,” Seb mumbled, tightening his hold on Tim’s hair and encouraging him to move down his body; after Tim’s admission, he didn’t care about what was on his fingers or all over their stomachs. Tim wasn’t the first shifter he’d messed around with, but he was the first one that hadn’t been just a quick fuck or blowjob. Jared had waxed lyrical countless times about how fucking hot sex was with Nathan, but Seb had assumed that was because of their bond. Now he was beginning to think it was more than that.
Christ, if it felt this good now, imagine what it’d be like—No!He wasn’t going there. Especially not when the wet, warm tease of Tim’s mouth had him squirming on the bed. He gave Tim another gentle shove lower; the resulting huff of laughter skittered across his belly and tickled.
“I’ll get there soon, enough.”
The smile in Tim’s voice made Seb’s lips curve up at the edges; he was unable to resist a smile of his own. He wiggled his hips; his cock showed definite signs of interest as it nudged up against Tim’s chest. The dark hair covering Tim’s pecs was surprisingly soft as it brushed along Seb’s length, a stark contrast to the rough stubble on Tim’s jaw. Seb wanted to feel more of it; his stomach must be pink from all the attention Tim was giving it, and he pushed up, chasing the scrape of it as Tim kissed his way down Seb’s happy trail, laving at the salty sweat and come from earlier.
For Seb, it had been a long time since someone had taken such care in getting him off. When he opened his eyes to the sight of Tim glancing back up at him, mouth parted and eyes almost black, and knowing what was on his tongue had Seb fully hard in seconds.
Tim chuckled, obviously feeling it. “You want a taste?” He licked at his bottom lip, and Seb nodded, too turned-on to form words. Far quicker than Seb was expecting—fucking shifters—Tim’s mouth was on his, his tongue pushing in and sharing the salty bitter taste of what they’d done earlier. Seb kissed him back, greedy for everything, both hands fisting Tim’s hair when Tim slipped a hand between them and snaked his fingers around the base of Seb’s cock.
Moaning at the feel of having Tim all over him, Seb was certain he could come from this—a few more pulls of Tim’s hand while he kissed Seb like that and he’d be done for. No sooner had the thought passed through his mind than Tim was pulling back, sliding down Seb’s body. The small whimper Seb let out at the loss of Tim’s hand and mouth quickly dissolved into a throaty groan as Tim settled between his legs and whispered, “Pull your knee up for me.”
Oh.Seb moved quickly, drawing his good leg up until his foot was flat on the bed, thighs wide open for Tim to do whatever he liked to him.
First, Tim wrapped his fingers back around Seb’s cock and gave it a couple of long hard strokes that had him pushing his hips up to meet each one. As his hand stilled, resting at the base in a far-too-loose grip, Tim ducked his head and licked a stripe from Seb’s hole to his balls, gently sucking one into his mouth as he started up a gentle rhythm with his hand.
“Fuck.” Seb pushed his head back into the pillows, eyes screwed shut as a myriad of sensations rushed through his body—his hands still tangled in Tim’s hair and he hung on for dear life as Tim slowly worked his mouth down to Seb’s hole again. He licked around the rim, the tip of his tongue pressing in again and again until Seb felt himself opening up enough for Tim to slide the tip inside him. His hips bucked as he tried to push for more, needing that tongue so much deeper, but Tim stilled him with a hand on his stomach.
Clinging to the edge of his orgasm, it was almost too much to take and not come, but he needed just a little bit—
Tim thrust his tongue in farther and tightened his hand around Seb’s dick, jacking him off hard and fast, and that was it. Seb cried out, pleasure coursing through his veins as he started to come once more. Tim scooted up quickly enough to get his mouth around the head of Seb’s cock and catch the last of it, making Seb moan all over again. All he could do was lie there and watch as Tim kneeled up, dick in hand, and got himself off as he licked Seb’s jizz from his lips.
“Fucking hell.”
It came out breathless and sounding a little in awe, but that was how Seb felt. He glanced down at the fresh mess on his belly, wondering what they were going to do with it just as Tim reached out and ran his fingers through it.
Without a word, he brought his hand up to Seb’s mouth, rubbed the sticky wetness across his lips then pushed his fingers inside. Seb sucked on them, drawing the taste onto his tongue. It came as no surprise when Tim withdrew them and leaned down to kiss him, long and deep, until Seb had to push him away to catch his breath.
Tim stretched out on top of him, his weight pressing Seb down into the bed in a way that he desperately needed at that moment. He felt raw, strung out, and he wrapped his arms around Tim’s lower back to keep him there.
Leaning up on his forearms, Tim looked down at him, concern etched on his features. “You okay?”
Seb swallowed, taking his time before answering so that his voice wouldn’t come out sounding as vulnerable as he felt. Jared hadn’t told him it would be like this afterward. Or if he had, Seb hadn’t fucking listened. “Yeah,” he managed. “I’m good.”
“You are.” Tim grinned, teeth all normal looking, which got Seb focusing on them—a welcome distraction from everything else.
“How come you didn’t…you know?” He reached up to gently tap one of Tim’s canines.
Tim stared at him for a second before understanding dawned. “Wolf out a little, you mean?”
