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“Yes, you may dream of me, Bunny. I will make sure they are the most beautiful dreams of your life.“ He kissed up my length before letting me slide into his mouth.

“Oh God, Jules. I never want to wake up.“

Once he had made me come with his warm mouth and clever tongue and had swallowed every last drop I had to give, he returned to my lips.

Later, I couldn’t have said if it was his magic or post orgasmic exhaustion that dragged me under. I fell into a deep, restful sleep from which I woke up feeling better rested than I had in weeks.

“Good morning, Bunny. I brought food up for you. Are you hungry now?”

I turned over to my stomach, hugging the pillow and grinning over at Jules, who sat on the side of the bed.

“Starving for you. But also kinda hungry, yes.”

He returned my grin and got up to retrieve a tray from the desk by the window.

“You’re wearing my shirt,” I stated. I wasn’t mad at all. It fell down past his ass, leaving it to my imagination if he wore anything under it.

Holy shit, I was sure seeing him in only my jersey would’ve turned me on more.

Note to self: bring your jersey next time.

“Yes, I’m sorry, Bunny. It was the first garment I found, and I didn’t want to wake you, so I pulled it on. I can take it off if you want.”

I sat up, reaching out for him. Jules set the tray down on the bedside table and came near. Pulling him into my lap, I took his mouth in a deep kiss, cupped his nape with one hand and skimmed the other up his naked thigh.

“Leave it on,” I told him in a hoarse whisper when I backed out of the kiss.

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Jules

AfterNikolaihadeaten,he put the tray aside, reclined on the bed, and then pulled me on top of him.

I had sensed how much he liked seeing me in his shirt, yet feeling his hard length next to mine still came as a bit of a shock.

But mostly, I was surprised by how good it felt when he took hold of my backside and pulled my hips closer to his. The movement rubbed our lengths together. I couldn’t believe I had never experienced this before.

This is beautiful.

We both leaked, and our combined fluids made the sensation even more intense.

“Bunny! This is—“

Nikolai’s expressive eyes begged me to kiss him, and I did. I needed that kiss at least as much as he did.

“I know, baby boy,” he said against my mouth before he thrust his tongue inside. “You feel so good.”

I whined, kissing him so fiercely our teeth clashed together. I tasted blood but couldn’t stop. I rutted my hips against his, dragging my cock up and down his hard length, until we both fell.

His warm release mixed with mine, and we kissed and groaned and held each other through our climaxes.

We were silent for a long time. The space between our bodies was slippery with cum. I kept my ear pressed to his heart and listened to his steady heartbeat.

Even when we got up, we didn’t speak. We didn’t need to; we understood each other without words.

How did we reach this new stage in our relationship?

When I had tasted his blood, I feared for a moment that we would forge a mate bond.