“One night only. No repeats. No saviour complex. We get each other off. Then you fuck off,” Adrien said.
Rafe’s nostrils flared as he bit his tongue hard enough to draw blood. What the fuck? There was no way he would agree to that, and he had no intention of lying to the man he would one day claim as his mate. Once would never be enough. He wasn’t goingto leave Adrien fighting here where he’d be used until the day his shifter healing wasn’t enough and he died in the ring.
“No.” Rafe was sent flying across the room before he’d finished biting out the word, slamming into the wall of the nearest shower stall.
“Wait!” he cried as Adrien stalked toward the exit.
The jaguar became a blur of motion, and then Rafe was looking up at the long, exquisite length of his body where he towered above him.
“Those are the rules. Take it or leave it,” Adrien snapped.
Rafe could hear the desperate need in his jaguar’s voice. Could see his hard length straining his shorts. The scent of their combined arousal filled the air. Pushing away from where he’d sprawled against the wall, Rafe got his knees under him so he could nuzzle into the join where Adrien’s thigh met his groin, drawing in a deep, intoxicating breath. His hands traced up the smooth skin of the shifter’s legs, teasing their way ever higher.
“What if only one of us gets off?” he asked, holding Adrien’s gaze as he reached up to tug his shorts and boxers down to remove the last barrier holding him back from what he wanted.
Adrien’s head tipped back with a moan. He huffed a soft, wry laugh as Rafe began tracing lines along the deep vee of his muscles with his tongue, kissing and licking him everywhere except the proud hard length of his shaft that was bobbing like the perfect temptation right in front of his face.
“Are you seriously looking for loopholes right now?” Adrien gasped as Rafe moved his way down to start lapping at his balls that were already high and tight against his body.
“Would you seriously walk away from this?” Rafe asked, and then he turned his head and sucked Adrien’s beautiful cock into his mouth.
The sweet taste of pre-cum burst across his tongue as he used his hand to roll back Adrien’s foreskin so he could lave at the sensitive head. He groaned as he felt the ridges swelling along Adrien’s cock. He’d never been fucked by a feline shifter before, but he’d heard they felt amazing. The vibration of the noises he was making had Adrien shuddering and he was rewarded for his efforts with a string of curses and a fist tightening in his hair.
Using his knee to budge Adrien’s stance wider, he reached up to massage behind his balls as he pulled against the grip on his hair to try and take him deeper. A strangled whine of protest escaped him when the grip didn’t loosen and he pulled back to glare up at Adrien.
“Fuck, you’re desperate for it, aren’t you? Why won’t you just agree to the rules so we can actually fuck?” Adrien asked, the slightest tremor in his voice. Sliding a thumb along Rafe’s lip, Adrien pushed the digit into his mouth so he could swirl his tongue around it and suck.
“Loophole, remember?” Rafe said, shifting where he knelt and reaching down to adjust himself so his straining erection didn’t end up with a permanent mark where it was pushing against the zip of his slacks.
“Only if you don’t come,” Adrien said, tightening the grip he had on Rafe’s hair.
Rafe smirked. He’d never been so hard in his life, but if this was what it took so that he didn’t have to promise he’d walk away, he could keep himself under control. There were some advantagesto being a little older, at least. He doubted he would’ve managed it at Adrien’s age. Shifter libidos were high and their possessive instincts and senses made everything more intense. It took time to adjust once those needs awakened.
“Don’t pretend like you’re not going to get off on denying me,” Rafe said.
Adrien’s gaze darkened and his pupils dilated until only the thinnest circle of green was visible around them. Rafe understood. If anyone needed the feeling of control, it would be this young man trapped unwillingly in a violent world.
“You think you can take it?” Adrien asked, his breaths turning to pants and his heart starting to race.
“For you? I will take it all. All your pain. All your desire. Everything. It’s all mine,” Rafe growled.
“Aren’t you like a big fuck-off wolf alpha or something?” Adrien asked, yearning in his eyes.
“Or something,” Rafe said.
“Open your mouth.”
Rafe kept his eyes on Adrien’s as he did as he’d commanded, parting his lips and letting his tongue loll out. He’d never let a lover take control like this before. Never wanted to. But he’d do anything for this man he barely knew, and that thought was as terrifying as it was arousing.
Adrien seemed entranced, staring at his mouth like it was the answer to everything wrong in his world.
“Are you sure?” Adrien whispered, leaning closer despite himself.
“Give me your pain,” Rafe urged, flicking at the tip of Adrien’s cock with his tongue.
The move unleashed his jaguar. He barely had time to inhale a deep breath before that delicious, huge, ridged cock was sliding into his mouth and down his throat.
“Fuck, look at you,” Adrien gasped, reverence in his voice as he used his grip on Rafe’s hair to thrust into him.
