Bryn lowered himself onto Gunnar’s cock, his body stretching to accommodate Gunnar’s size.Gunnar’s eyes were locked onto his, his expression filled with concern.
“Burns.”
“You can stop any time.”
“Not a fucking chance.”
When he was fully seated, Bryn took a moment to adjust, his body trembling with the intensity of the sensation.Gunnar held him, waiting for Bryn to take the next step.
“That’s it.Take your time.”
Bryn began to move, his hips lifting and lowering, finding a rhythm.Gunnar gripped his hips tighter, his body meeting Bryn’s thrust for thrust, their bodies syncing.The pleasure built fast.Too fast.Bryn’s muscles tensed as he neared his climax.Gunnar’s body tightened beneath him, his breaths coming in short, sharp gasps, his eyes locked onto Bryn’s.
Bryn moved faster.He grabbed his cock and with a final, desperate cry, he came, his cum painting the hairs on Gunnar’s belly.Gunnar held him down, pushing deep inside him and followed suit, shaking with the force of his orgasm.
Bryn collapsed onto Gunnar’s chest, his body slick with sweat, his ass clenching as it tried to keep a hold of Gunnar’s dick.Momentum ensured that Gunnar slipped free and he pulled Bryn close.It took a while for Bryn’s breathing to return to a normal rate.
“That was…fucking great,” Bryn murmured, his voice a bit hoarse.
“Yeah, it was.”
“We can do it again, right?”
“Oh yeah.We’re gonna need a lot of practice.”
“Maybe after a nap.”
“Deal.”
Bryn was happy that Gunnar didn’t want to analyze what they’d done.Making love to Gunnar has been perfect.It didn’t need post-coital dissection.“I didn’t read you.”
“No?”
“Nope.Nothing.”
“Maybe endorphins get in the way.”
“Itwasa pretty mind-blowing orgasm.”
“You’re blushing.”
“Gunnar!”
“What?”
“Nap time.No more talking.”
Chapter Sixteen
Despite Bryn’s hope of more sexy time with Gunnar, he slept like a log right through the night.Gunnar, usually an early riser, was still asleep when Bryn awoke.Guess the healing process is doing its thing.Bryn slipped out of bed to make coffee, discovering an ache in a new location.Maybe round two wouldn’t have been such a great idea.He gave his ass a rub.Augurs don’t have the same express healing that wolves do.
He was pouring his second cup when Gunnar emerged from the bedroom, hair tousled and wearing only sweatpants.
“There’s a sight worth waking up for,” Bryn drawled, leaning back against the counter.
“The coffee or me?”Gunnar asked, stealing Bryn’s mug and taking a sip.
“Definitely the coffee.”Bryn reclaimed his cup.“Get your own.”
