He licked his lips. “Perhaps I’d like you to be a little loud.”
I caught the hidden meaning behind his words and grinned. “Just get over here.”
Noro rearranged himself so his body was above my chest, his knees on either side of my neck. I swallowed hard as the bulge of his cock through his underwear came into view. Even beneath the fabric, I could tell it wasreallysomething. My breath hitched as he glanced down at me with his warm honey-gold eyes with a glint of desire in them. He wanted this badly. I knew it.
“Wow, all this effort just to make sure I don’t scream and call the guards,” I teased. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his briefs and pulled down until his cock sprung free, hanging deliciously right in front of my face.
“I’ll have to make sure you don’t call for them again,” Noro said in a low growl. “Maybe I should shove my cock down your throat to keep you quiet.”
A shudder ripped through my body and I bit back a whimper. Holyfuck, were the words coming out of his mouth hot as hell. They were so obscene and dirty coming from a man so kind and noble, the complete opposite of how he spoke normally. My cock ached.
“Maybe you should,” I replied.
Noro gripped my hair--gentle, but firm--and dragged my head closer to the tip of his huge dick. It stood before me with an anticipatory bead of pre-cum that I quickly licked up as my lips wrapped around his head. He let out a low groan.
“That’s right,” he murmured.
His act was turning me on intensely and I pushed myself to take more of his cock past my lips. All four of my mates were hung, apparently. I tested my boundaries, enveloping him in my hot mouth and loving the way soft sounds of pleasure spilled from him.
I sucked and licked him, pleasuring every inch of him. His scent and taste overwhelmed me in the best way possible. All my senses were flooded withhim.I would have moaned his name if his cock wasn’t stuffed in my mouth right now.
I gave him a look, hoping to indicate I wantedmore,which he seemed to understand. He slowly started moving his hips back and forth, pumping his cock in and out out of my mouth. I moaned around his dick, feeling my own throb almost painfully. I was so desperately hard but I couldn’t reach my cock, and even if I could, I didn’t think Noro wanted me to cum yet. I still had to wait for him.
And then, when Noro’s cock was twitching in my mouth and I was sure he was going to blow his load down my throat, he pulled out.
I let out a sputtering, startled noise. “What?”
He shot me a look that was almost apologetic. “I didn’t want to yet. I’m not finished with you.”
I groaned and flopped down on the pillow. “Fine, whatever butplease, whatever you do, just touch me soon.”
“Oh, I can do that.”
He shifted positions again. He draped himself across my lower torso, one hand across my hips and the other lazily circling around my cock. It throbbed every time he came too close, which he didn’t do often.
“Tease,” I complained. “How long are you gonna torture me?”
He smiled. “I’m not sure yet.”
I wanted to slap my cock in his face to wipe the smug smile off of it. “This is the longest any of my partners have kept me from cumming. You know that?”
“No.” He chuckled. “You say it like it’s a bad thing.”
I crossed my arms. “It is. It’s mean.”
His hand slipped down to fondle my balls, making me groan. “When you finally orgasm, you’ll thank me.”
I bit back a whimper. I couldn’t talk while he caressed and gently squeezed my balls like that at the same time. I stopped trying to form a sentence and just let him touch me as he would. Pleasure curled tightly below my stomach, like a taut spring waiting to snap. And still Noro wouldn’t touch my cock.
I hissed in frustration. It was almost the same edgy, unbearable frustration as I felt during my first heat, only this was worse because Noro was right in front of me. I dug my nails into the bed and forced myself not to buck my hips or justlungeat him.
Finally I lost it. I cried out, a pathetic and frenzied cry. “Please, Noro, fuck, justfuckme already!”
He laughed softly in his voice like bells, which I would’ve found charming at any other time, but right now I wanted him to throw my face into the pillow and fuck me until I split open.
But then his fingers found my slick, dripping-wet hole again, and plunged inside.
I groaned in ecstacy. There was no friction at all--they went in easily, like they were meant to be inside me. I felt him curl them, sending a shiver down my spine. The sudden wave of pleasure made me sweat harder.
