Page 37 of It’s A Little Bit Bunny (Fangs on Ice #4)

Thirty-six

Nikolai

E very time the blunt spikes on Jules’ tip hit my throat, my dick twitched, and I groaned around his cock. It felt so fucking good.

Enjoy your first blowjob in three hundred years, baby.

I sucked his cock like a desperate man, starving for his cum.

Oh, fuck YES!

The moment I touched his nuts, Jules’ hips bucked off the bed again and again until he fucked my face.

Just hold still and let him use you.

Jules sinking his fat cock into my mouth got me so freaking close. I gripped myself through my boxers and squeezed in the hopes of holding out at least until he had come.

His second hand joined the first, holding my head in place as he used my mouth.

Tears streamed down my cheeks. I tried my best to breathe through my nose, and not to panic. I didn’t want him to stop.

This is the hottest head ever.

“Bunny,” he growled, then stilled before his strangely cool cum pulsed out over the back of my tongue. I choked on it, the sheer amount overwhelming me. But I swallowed it all down because I didn’t want to waste a single drop.

He’s so tasty. Never thought I’d say that about anyone’s cum.

Jules pulled me off his cock and tilted my face up so he could look at me.

“Wow,” he breathed, making me snort.

My beautiful forest god sat up, wiping away the cum that had spilled over and trickled down into the scruff on my chin. Then he saw my tears.

“Oh no, Bunny.” He stroked them away with frantic fingers, looking mortified. “I am so sorry.”

“Don’t be,” I rasped around my strained throat. “It was so good for me, baby.”

The tension left his body, and the caresses got more gentle, almost adoring.

“Thank you, Bunny. You have no idea how wonderful your mouth feels.”

“You’re welcome.” I pressed my lips against his pec, then settled on the bed next to him. “I love the way you taste, Jules.”

My dick brushed against his hip, and I groaned. As soon as I got home, I needed a furious wanking session to take that fucking edge off.

“Can I touch you, too?” Jules asked.

“It’s okay, you just enjoy it now.”

“But I already did,” he said. “I want you to feel as good as I do.”

Raising myself up on my elbow, I looked down at him. His eyes shone with eagerness and curiosity.

Who am I kidding? I want him to touch me.

“Okay, but only if you’re sure that you’re ready. We can leave something to explore another time. You don’t have to do it all today, or ever.”

“So you will be coming back here?” He palmed my cheek, brushing what I thought was another drop of cum off my chin.

“Of course. If you want me to.” My face heated under his touch.

You just blew him, you dumbass. Stop it with the self doubt.

“Yes, Bunny. I really want you to come back. I live for the days when you are with me,” he whispered.

For the first time, it was Jules who initiated our kiss It took him a moment or two to find his footing, but he was either a natural or a fucking fast learner because he made my toes curl and my dick harder than ever with every slow, teasing lick into my mouth.

Guiding me to inch a little higher, Jules trailed a hand down my side to my hip.

He’s a fantastic multitasker, too.

His mouth was relentless, sucking and nipping me into oblivion.

When his hand slipped into my boxers, my world stopped spinning. I feared that I might be unable to hold back.

Then his hand was on my cock.

A strangled groan escaped from me, and I urged my aching length into his fist. He applied just the right amount of pressure, somehow imitating what I had done, but with a slight twist to it.

My orgasm built at the base of my spine, my body getting ready to come all over his hand.

Marking him as mine again.

“Jules,” I gasped, my lips clinging to his as an anchor. “Oh my God, Jules, I think…” I trailed off, thrusting my tongue back into his mouth.

I think I’m so close.

“Yes, Bunny.” He growled, his hand speeding up around my cock and focusing on the head. “Yes, come for me, my beautiful human.”

And I fucking fell off the cliff, my abs contracting and my body curling in on itself with the sheer force of my O. He kept jerking me slowly, getting all the cum out and spreading it around my dick.

I was fucking sensitive but couldn’t even tell him to stop. My brain was mush.

“Sorry,” he mumbled when I hissed in discomfort and stopped his gentle strokes.

“Don’t worry, Jules. I loved it,” I slurred.

“You did?”

“Yeah.” I slumped back to the mattress and snuggled up to him. “That was wonderful. No idea when I last came so fast or hard.”

He inhaled sharply.

What’s wrong, Mr Hot-and-Ancient? You’re not really jealous of a hypothetical other dude’s hand jerking me off?

“It’s been ages since I came from anything other than my own hand,” I murmured, pressing a kiss on his cheek.

“I’m not judging you.” Without seeing Jules’ face, I knew I was right.

He’s jealous. Oh sweet baby boy.

Instead of a reply, I flung my arm over his chest, plastering the length of my body to his.

“Just kiss me again, you hot thing, okay?”