Page 46 of It’s A Little Bit Bunny (Fangs on Ice #4)

Forty-five

Jules

W e stayed in each other’s embrace for a long time, drifting in and out of sleep. Nikolai cradled me to his chest, occasionally humming bits of songs I didn’t know under his breath.

His length had softened and shrunk, leaving me empty. I wanted him back inside me.

Eventually I scrambled off his lap and got up to my feet.

“Oh my God, Jules,” Nikolai groaned from where he knelt on the pillows. I turned my head around and found him staring at the spot where his release leaked out of my body. “Remember what you said about worshipping at your altar? Fuck, I’m ready to service you, my god.” He pulled me back down and turned me over with gentle hands. “I was never much of a church goer,” Bunny rasped, taking hold of my glutes, squeezing and massaging them. “You’ve converted me. You’re my god. Let me be your priest.”

He kissed me where I still craved to be stretched, where my wetness and his release had made a mess of me. His warm mouth on my most private part was odd and at the same time the most wonderful feeling in the world.

“Bunny,” I sighed, cheek resting on a cushion, with my backside in his face—or maybe the other way around.

He licked me with the flat of his tongue, humming under his breath. Then he entered my body. His soft groan made me shudder.

“Your taste, Jules. It’s the fucking best. Be warned,” he whispered, breath fanning over the skin he had just tasted. “I’ll eat this ass whenever you let me.”

And then he feasted on me. It was sloppy and loud and beautiful. A warm, eager tongue and the scratch of his beard, they got me close to the edge again. When his hand joined in and he jerked my length in long strokes, I couldn’t hold back any longer. Not caring at all for the pillows I would have to wash, I came with a hiccuping noise and his name on my lips.

“Am I doing well?” he asked, groaning as he massaged all the cum out of my slit. “I want to be a good boy. Tell me I’m a good boy, please!”

“Mmm, yes, Bunny. You’re being such a good boy for me.” He didn’t let up until my legs shook.

Then Nikolai wiped his hands on the grass, flung himself down next to me, and pulled me into his arms.

“Sweet Jules, thank you for this. God, that was amazing.” Turning his head, he gave me a gooey smile. “Was it good for you, baby boy? All of it, I mean?”

“Yes, Bunny.” With a sigh, I nuzzled my face in his neck. “It was beautiful.”

When it got too cold, we left the pillow fort behind and headed to bed. A hint of autumn was in the air at night even though the days were still sunny and warm.

Nikolai turned me around so my back was to his front, and curled his muscular body around me.

Then, we were both out.