I ran my lips along his length, sneaking in little licks just to hear him gasp. He was throbbing in my hand, leaking steadily from the tip, and I’d barely done more than touch him.
“Are you always this sensitive?” I queried, spreading the precum around with my thumb.
With a groan, Tavik countered with a question of his own. “Are you always this evil?”
Grinning, I answered by wrapping my lips around just the tip of his cock, flicking my tongue over the slit. His groan was so loud, no doubt the rest of the clan heard him as he curled in on himself in pleasure. His whimpered pleas were like music to my ears, and I swallowed him down a little more with each bob of my head, squeezing the base of his cock when I noticed his thighs beginning to tremble. It was a good thing I hadn’t known he was this sensitive before now. If I’d known and was still forced to rely on my right hand to get me off most nights, there would have been chafing from the number of times I got off just from that knowledge.
“Saneth… please…” Tavik whined.
Bringing such a strong warrior to that level of desperation made me feel wild. I ignored him for a few moments, just enjoying the feel of him on my tongue, but when a spurt of salty liquid escaped him despite my grip, I knew I couldn’t keep going. Not if I wanted to give him what he asked for.
Popping off his cock, I smirked at him. “Okay, Tavik. Your turn to—mmph!”
TAVIK
The moment Saneth permitted me to move, I launched myself at him, tackling him to the furs and kissing him roughly before flipping him onto his belly. I’d told him I wanted a chance to explore, but he went ahead and drove me to the point I couldn’t focus on anything but getting inside him. I’d have to take my turn exploring him when I wasn’t so feral.
Diving for the oil, I snatched it from my chest, fumbling with it as I ripped the stopper out and dumped too much onto my hand. It spilled on his ass and he made a disgruntled sound and glared at me over his shoulder. I glared right back. It was his fault I was like this. I was usually better at taking my time with my partners. Saneth was the one who’d brought me to this point.
Forcing myself to slow down so I wouldn’t hurt him, I ran my fingers over his hole, softening him to my touch. His glare faded, and pleasure took its place, his groan music to my ears. He rocked his hips, encouraging me, and when my finger pushed inside, he didn’t tense. He let out a breath and relaxed into it, making little encouraging sounds as I stretched him for my cock.
“More,” he demanded when I wasn’t quick enough to add another finger. He was more dominant than I expected in bed. Not that I was complaining. I liked that he told me what he wanted. I could bring him more pleasure if he were open about his needs. And I wanted to bring him as much pleasure as possible.
After slipping in another finger, I crooked them, finding the key to his pleasure and pressing against it. Saneth cried out, bucking his hips against the furs, and when I did it again, he squeezed his eyes shut. If he hadn’t tortured me to the point of desperation, I would have continued to touch him like that to get payback for his torment, but I only just kept my head long enough to prepare him. By the time he was properly stretched, I was delirious with need and could think of nothing else but getting inside him.
Slicking up my cock, I leaned over him, brushing my lips against his ear. “Yes?”
“Gods, yes,” he replied, pulling his knees underneath him to give me a better angle.
My intention was to go slow—I wasn’t a small man in any sense of the word—but the moment the head of my cock slidinside him, Saneth slammed his hips back, taking all of me at once. My head flew back as my cock was swallowed by tight, slick heat, fingers digging into his hips as I groaned. I held him tight, forcing him to take the time to adjust, but neither of us could wait for long. I drew my hips back, pushing forward again to test the waters, and Saneth picked up the pace, shoving his hips back to take me fast and deep.
“Oh, gods, Tavik!” Saneth moaned, his face half buried in the furs. I didn’t like that, I wanted to hear him, so I slid an arm around his chest, shifting him upright so he was pressed against me, and rested his head on my shoulder. It drove me deeper into him and his gasps and moans picked up as he took over, riding my cock and tugging at my hair, trying to pull me even closer to him.
Lifting his chin, I dragged him into a kiss in an attempt to express to him without words that this was more than just sex. I wasn’t willing for this to end tonight. He didn’t believe me yet that I wanted him like he wanted me, but he would eventually. I would make sure of it.
“Ah! There!” he cried out, breaking the kiss.
Heeding his demands, I gripped his hips, thrusting at the angle he liked best. His face screwed up in pleasure, and his moans grew louder until I silenced them with my tongue in his mouth. My body coiled tighter with each thrust, ecstasy filling my veins as his body tightened around mine. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer, so in a desperate move to bring him over the edge with me, I fisted his cock with my still slick hand, stroking him along with my thrusts.
“Tavik!” Saneth shouted against my lips, then stiffened, his whole body going taut. With one final driving thrust, I exploded with a shout, grateful to feel his cock pulse in my hand as he came with me. I rocked my hips, riding out the waves of pleasure, until my body could no longer remain upright and Itumbled us both to the furs while keeping him wrapped in my arms.
Three
SANETH
“When did you know?”
Tavik’s fingers trailed over my bare skin in a loving caress I never thought I’d experience in my life. I’d become resigned over the years to being only his friend. If I hadn’t spoken with Patrick and told him about my feelings for Tavik, I never would have gotten what I’d always wanted.
Closing my eyes to enjoy the moment, I replied, “Training together. We were seventeen.”
“So long ago…” I could practically feel his frown form on his stupidly handsome face as he paused for a long moment. “Wait. I was a shit at that age. What could have possibly attracted you to me?”
Laughing, I couldn’t help but agree. We were both shits at that age. Just barely old enough for training, and just cocky enough to cause trouble because of it. I thought back to the day I knew for certain I had fallen for my best friend, smiling fondly at the memory.
“Boys! Pay attention!” Kraus, who was training us all, barked as I finally got the upper hand and yanked Tavik into a headlock. I shoved him away with a snicker, and we both straightened, giving our attention to Kraus again. He looked resigned, not angry with our play, so I didn’t feel the need to worry about a punishment.
“I have heard of your whining from your parents,” Kraus began, and I shot Tavik a curious look, wondering if he perhaps knew what the elder was talking about. Tavik looked just as curious, though.
