“Ready to cum, sweetheart?”
Jonah reached out, fingers drifting over Finley’s cock. He was hard again, wet at the head, and his eyes closed briefly when Jonah touched him.
“Don’t think I can fuck you again today,” Finley said quietly. “Seems like that would be a bittoomuch.”
Jonah frowned up at him. Finley’s eyes flicked over him, still silently possessive, and Jonah licked his lips. “Cum on me.”
Finley’s eyes widened in surprise.
“You’ve left marks all over me,” Jonah said, still breathing a little fast. “Mark me with your cum.”
A growl tore itself from Finley’s throat, and Jonah’s cock jerked in response. “Sucha good boy,” Finley said. “I might not want the others to have a taste of you.”
Jonah smiled, baring his throat. “You don’t want me to be good for them, too?”
“Brat,” Finley said, but there was no heat in it. He moved to straddle Jonah’s hips, careful to avoid so much as brushing up against his cock. “I’d invite them all in to look at you after if I thought they’d be able to control themselves.”
Jonah moaned at the image. Finley made it sound like all those men... all those ridiculously gorgeous men... might lose it over him. “Finley,” he whined.
Finley grinned. “I’ve got you.”
He started stroking his cock even as he reached back and fumbled with the button on the base of the dildo. The vibrations started up immediately and when Finley pressed the button, holding it, it became more intense. He let go and ran a hand down Jonah’s torso, still stroking himself hard and fast.
“Oh,fuck,” Jonah whined. “Touch me, please, I don’t think it’s enough...”
“Not yet,” Finley replied. Jonah’s hips bucked up and Finley laughed breathlessly, his hips chasing his grip.
Jonah whined when Finley came, cum splattering over his chest and up to his chin. Jonah’s tongue darted out, licking some up, and more cum dribbled from the end of Finley’s cock as he watched with bright eyes. He sat back slightly and when Jonah’s hips bucked up again, his cock slid against Finley’s ass, notching for a second against his hole.
Finley pushed back against him, and Jonah cried out, cumming in spurts that slid down his cock and between the crease of Finley’s ass. Finley growled and reached back, taking Jonah’s cock in a firm grip. He stroked him and every muscle in Jonah’s body tensed as he came again, every drop of cum milked from his cock.
Jonah collapsed back onto the bed, chest heaving, and he hardly noticed as Finley turned off the toy and pulled it out, tossing it to the floor. Finley curled up behind him, pulling Jonah back against him. They were both sticky, covered in cum and sweat, but Jonah couldn’t bring himself to move.
Finley kissed the back of his neck. “So...?” he asked eventually.
“So, what?” Jonah yawned.
“How was it?”
“The toy?” He felt Finley nod. “Fucking... incredible. But I think I’d need to try it again to be sure. Without you there.”
Finley let out a huffed laugh. “Fair.” His hand drifted over Jonah’s hip. “Did you work out what I am yet?”
Because he wasn’t human, of course. It wasn’t that Jonah didn’t want to know. He just hadn’t thought about it while Finley was busy playing his body like a goddamn fiddle.
“No idea,” he said, turning in Finley’s arms. He swung one leg over Finley’s hip and Finley dragged him closer.
“Werewolf,” he said, and when Jonah’s mouth opened in surprise, Finley kissed him again.
“What about the others?” Jonah asked when they parted. Finley’s hands were on his ass again, fingers probing at his hole. Could Jonah get hard again? He wasn’t sure if Finley could.
“Oh, let them tell you themselves,” Finley said offhandedly. “You have anywhere else to be today?”
“No.”
“Good.” Finley’s grin turned devilish. “I’m sure Ez wouldlovesome video content for his new toys. I’m happy to be your cameraman.”
Jonah laughed and accepted another kiss.
