Though I'd known how sensitive my nipples were, I'd never played with them. I hadn't seen the point of it when I couldn't get hard or come, but I was rethinking that now. This felt amazing, and I didn't need to come to enjoy it.
"Zephyr, your mouth feels so good. Don't stop," I ordered once I caught up, and Zephyr made a soft sound against my nipple as he redoubled his efforts. He sucked me deeper into his mouth, his tongue teasing my nipple as the wet heat of his mouth surrounded it. I slid my fingers into his hair, holding him there, as I lowered my other hand to his ass. I squeezed, and he moaned against my chest as he pressed closer, his hard cock knocking against my thigh.
"Other one now," I murmured, and he switched to the other nipple. The air felt cold against my spit-wet nipple, and I shivered. Zephyr's mouth on my other nipple distracted me from the sensation, and I groaned as his teeth scraped against my sensitive skin.
As he sucked on my nipple, I moved my hand to Zephyr's cock, squeezing it lightly as I slid my hand up and down his hard length.
His lips parted on a moan as he thrust into my hand, and I released him.
"Keoni!" he protested, and I waited until he looked up to raise a brow at him.
"Did I say you could stop?" I asked, and his cheeks flushed darker as he shook his head.
Without a word, he ducked back down and took my nipple into his mouth, sucking for all he was worth as I wrapped my palm around him again.
I jerked him off slowly, content to enjoy the way his mouth felt against my nipples. I felt like I could do this for hours, just lie here as Zephyr played with my nipples. I might do just that one of these days, but today had been one hell of a day, and Zephyr needed his rest.
Still, I wasn't ready to let him go just yet.
Zephyr
Keoni was torturing me, and I was enjoying it way too much.
There was something novel about being at his mercy, about disregarding my own pleasure and focusing on his.
It was different from taking care of everyone else while ignoring my needs because at that moment, I knew Keoni wouldtake care of me. All I had to do was focus on him because he was focused on me.
His grip was firm around my cock, but it was in the background of my mind.
I licked Keoni's nipple, the previously light pink color now flushed to a much darker shade, the skin around his areola just as dark. I scraped my teeth over the sensitive nub, and Keoni flinched, then groaned low in his throat. I loved hearing the sounds he made, loved knowing I was the one making him sound like that.
"Switch back," he said, and I moved my attention back to the first nipple. I bit it gently, then tugged, stretching his skin as he made another wonderful sound before slowly releasing the nipple. I licked it gently, relieving some of the ache, then sucked it into my mouth. I felt like I could fall asleep like this, just sucking on his nipple, and I wasn't sure what that said about me.
I'd lived a long life, and I knew there were certain kinks attached to this, but I'd never had any interest in any of them. Of course, I'd always imagined myself in the dominant role, so maybe that was why. Either way, I didn't plan to bringthatup anytime soon. This was all I needed.
Keoni squeezed my cock tight, and I jolted, almost biting his nipple as I jerked back in time. I'd almost forgotten about my cock, about how turned on I was, but now that my brain was online again, I pressed myself into Keoni's hold, begging silently as I returned my mouth to his nipple.
"Do you want to come, Zephyr?" Keoni asked, and I moaned against his skin, pinching his other nipple between my fingers. "I'll take that as a yes. You're so good to me—of course I'll let you come."
Keoni started jerking me off, his palm slick around my length. When had he grabbed the lube? How had I not noticed it?
I thrust into his hand, but he stopped moving, and I released a frustrated groan against his nipple. I took the hint, though, and kept my hips in check as he started moving again.
He hadn't told me to, but I switched nipples anyway, using my right hand to play with the right one as I sucked the left one into my mouth. I was glad I could do this, give Keoni even a small taste of the pleasure he made me feel. I wished it was his cock I was sucking instead—though I had to wonder if that would've been physiologically possible at all—but I was enjoying this too. As long as Keoni enjoyed it, I didn't care what we did. I just wanted to make him feel good.
I could feel my climax racing closer as Keoni's hand moved over my length, and I continued playing with his nipples, wanting to do it for as long as I could.
I slid my left hand down his side, over his waist to his warm, fuzzy back. I hadn't touched his lower half much, mostly casual touches, but I wanted to explore it all someday. I wanted to touch every inch of him, human or horse.
"Fuck," I gasped out against his skin, and his hand stopped moving. I bit back a whine, then glanced up at him.
"Are you close?" he asked, voice soft, eyes dark and heavy, and I nodded.
Without a word, he pushed me onto my back and slid lower, adjusting his big body until his face hovered over my cock.
I knew what he was going to do, but a gasp still escaped my lips as he lowered his head and swallowed me in one swoop.
His lips tightened at the base of my cock, and I gripped the sheets as I forced myself to stay still, knowing he'd pull off if I tried to move.
