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Tenzin

“L ike what you see, Sunshine?” My voice was a growl as his hand ran down my thigh. My hard and aching cock strained against my boxer briefs. It was taking every ounce of willpower to not pounce and pin him to the bed.

Instead, I let him explore. I could be very intense, especially with male partners, and I didn’t want to push him too far, too fast.

But he looked beautiful tied up in the closet, as I let him know how much I appreciated him.

“Oh, I do.” Clark looked back up at me, his hand brushing against my cock, a smile on his lips. “I think you said something about shoving your cock in my mouth? After all, I was caught.”

Another growl ripped from my throat. “I’ve been wanting to tangle my hands in your hair for hours.”

Clark groaned. “Oh, yes, please.”

“Are you alright with swallowing?” I asked. “It’s fine if you’re not.”

The room was thick with our pheromones and arousal, which teased at my self-control. Those two always undid me, but this was in a way I’d never experienced before.

Which only cemented the fact that I’d found my pack–or at least the start of it.

“I… I’m okay with that.” Clark removed my cock from my boxer briefs.

“Tap my thigh three times if you need me to let up,” I told him. Because he wasn’t going to fuck me with his mouth. I was going to fuck his mouth. Hard. Though I wouldn’t tie him up, we’d had enough of that for tonight.

Another time.

“Now suck my cock like a good boy.” I tangled my hands in his messy hair, as he gave me the most exuberant blow job I’d ever had.

Mmmm, would he let me take charge of him like this when Gwen was present? He might not, and I was okay with that. But the two of them on their knees, worshiping my cock, together?

Yes, please.

“I’m going to come,” I warned, as I shot my cum down his throat. I withdrew and pulled him to me. “That was amazing. Are you okay?”

“Fantastic,” he sighed.

We cuddled for a few moments, then he sat up and texted someone. Probably telling Gwen good night.

“Stay and hold me? I like it when you stay and hold us.” His eyes pleaded with me.

“Of course. Do you want to take a shower?” I offered.

He shook his head and took off his glasses. “Maybe in the morning?”

Texting Gwen good night, I set the alarm on my phone and crawled under the covers with him. He shut off the light and curled into me, so that I was the big spoon and he was the little spoon.

It differed from when I was with Gwen. He was taller, broader, and didn’t have her curves. I inhaled his hay and sunshine scent.

I stroked his hair. “That was amazing. I don’t want to push you, but I’d like to be a little fiercer with you than I am with Gwen.”

“I’d like that. One day, will you fuck me into her? We think that would be hot,” he said, softly.

“Oh, that would,” I breathed. “You’d let me take you in front of her?”

They talked about me? I liked the idea of them fantasizing about me together.

“Yes.” His body shuddered. “Good night, Tens.”

“Good night, Clark.” I kissed the top of his head in the darkness, then held him tight, hoping morning took forever to come, so I wouldn’t have to let him go.

“I can’t believe you didn’t come with us last night,” Carlos grumped, again , as we got onto the Knights’ plane in the morning, so we could play the Scorpions.

“I appreciate the invitation, but I had other plans,” I told him, as I took a seat by the window.

Clark gave the seat next to me a look, and I nodded as he sat down.

“Here you go. I hope she likes it.” Nia tossed something at Clark as she passed.

He caught it. “Thanks. She will.”

“What did you do last night?” Dimitri asked. He apparently knocked on my door and I hadn’t answered. I’m sure he knew there was something between Clark and me.

I’d been with Clark all night. This morning I’d ordered room service, then we’d eaten breakfast in bed and talked to Gwen.

“We went to an art museum.” Clark got his Game Buddy out of his bag.

He’d tried to teach me that go-kart game. Not that I didn’t know how. Many of my teammates on the Sasquatches liked it. It just wasn’t my thing. I’d rather read.

“That sounds nice.” Dimitri nodded as he took a seat.

Carlos blinked, as he took out a pack of the little pink under-eye masks he always wore on the plane and passed the box around. “There are art museums in Glitter City open at midnight?”

“You have to make a special reservation, but yes.” Clark’s ankle hooked around mine.

Everyone took their usual seats and started their usual flight routines. Dimitri put on his headphones. Grif and Dean snuggled together, Jonas nearby. Several players had Game Buddies and you could tell who was playing whom in Go-goKart. The flight attendant got us drinks, and the plane took off.

“What did Nia give you?” I asked, the beautifully wrapped package haphazardly on the floor by his bag.

“The wallet for Gwen. Nia sent me pictures, and I chose one and paid for it.” Clark leaned over and showed me a photo on the phone of a purple leather wallet.

“Very nice. She’ll love it,” I told him, getting out a book.

“Tonight, do you want to watch a movie and call Gwen?” Clark asked.

When we landed, we’d go to the arena for practice, then back to the hotel. We’d have a little rest, then we’d eat and play the Scorpions. After the game, we’d fly directly to Rockland. We’d have the next day to rest and acclimate to the altitude, though a team activity had been planned. The next day we’d play the Daredevils, then immediately fly back to New York.

So we had two more hotel nights before we headed back. Spend them with him? Yes please.

I put my hand over his. “Yes, I’d like that. I’d like that very much.”