Page 40 of Beastkin

“You’re trembling,” he observed, his voice soft and concerned.

“Good trembling,” I assured him, though my voice came out breathier than I intended. “I want this, Karrick. I want you.”

He leaned down to capture my lips again, this kiss deeper and more languid than before. I could taste the desperation on his tongue, feel it in the way his body pressed against mine. When he pulled back, his brown eyes were dark with lust.

“Can I touch you?” he asked, his gaze trailing down to where my cock lay hard against my stomach.

I nodded, not trusting my voice. When his large hand wrapped around me, I gasped and arched up into the touch. His palm was rough and warm, and the careful way he stroked me made heat pool low in my belly.

“God, Phoenix,” he groaned, giving my cock an experimental stroke. “You’re thick.” Then he laughed softly. “I… I’ve never touched another guy’s cock before. Is this okay?” he asked, seeming genuinely concerned that he might be doing something wrong.

“More than okay,” I managed to say between shallow breaths. “Don’t stop.”

His movements were tentative at first, as if he were learning the feel of me, the weight in his palm. When his thumb brushed over the sensitive head, I let out a moan that seemed to encourage him. His strokes became more confident, more rhythmic.

“I want to taste you,” he whispered against my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. “Can I?”

I nodded frantically, words failing me entirely as he shifted down my body. The sight of his massive form between my legs, his broad shoulders pushing my thighs apart, was almost enough to make me come right then. When his tongue, hot and rough, licked a stripe up the underside of my cock, I cried out, my back arching off the bed.

“Fuck!” I gasped, threading my fingers through the thick fur on his head.

His eyes flicked up to meet mine, glowing with satisfaction at my reaction. Then he took me into his mouth, and I lost all ability to think coherently. The wet heat enveloping me was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. Better than any fantasy I’d conjured during lonely nights in my room back home.

As he worked me with his mouth, one of his large hands slid beneath me, clawed fingers carefully kneading the flesh of my ass. When a finger brushed against my hole, I tensed slightly.

He immediately pulled back, lips leaving my cock with an obscene pop. “Too much?”

“No,” I said quickly. “Just... surprised. I want that too. I just need...”

“Lube,” he finished for me, reaching toward his nightstand. “I’ve got us covered.”

He retrieved a small bottle and squeezed some onto his fingers, warming it between them before returning his attention to me. His eyes never left mine as his finger circled my entrance, waiting for my nod before pressing gently inside.

The sensation was strange at first, a fullness I wasn’t accustomed to. But as he moved slowly, carefully stretching me, pleasure began to build. When he crooked his finger and hit something inside me, I thought I had died and gone to a different plane of existence.

“There?” he asked, a knowing smile on his face as he repeated the motion.

“Yes,” I panted, pushing back against his hand. “God, yes.” Then I lifted an eyebrow, looking back down at him. “How did you know about that? I thought you’d never been with guys before?”

“I haven’t,” he grinned, his cheeks turning red under his fur. “But uh… well, I got really drunk at a party freshman year and let this chimera girl peg me…”

“You what?!”

His cheeks burned even brighter. “And then I liked it so much that we did it like six more times after that.”

I wasn’t sure if I was jealous or even more turned on.

“She uh… taught me some things,” he said, curling his finger inside me and drawing another gasp from my lips. “Like how to pleasure myself in ways that I didn’t know were possible.”

“Fuck…” I muttered, feeling my hole tensing around his finger. “If you see her again, thank her for me.”

“How about you cum for me instead?” he suggested, a grin pulling at his lips.

“But… don’t you want to… you know…”

“Fuck you?” He let out a small laugh. “We’ve got all the time in the world for that, Phoenix. But I want to taste you.” He took a deep breath, seemingly summoning up his courage. “I want to feel you cum in my mouth.”

The raw want in his voice, the way he looked at me like I was his entire world, it shattered the last of my restraint. I nodded, unable to form words as he added another finger, stretching me carefully while his mouth returned to my cock.