Page 28 of Me and My Christmas Familiar

Kit broke the kiss. He reached down and tugged at the hem of Lachlan’s undershorts. He lifted off Lachlan.

“Raise your hips,” Kit whispered. “I want you naked.”

Lachlan did as he was told, and Kit removed his undershorts. Lachlan cried out as Kit lay down on top of him, naked skinpressing against naked skin as they sank into the mattress. Their legs slotted together. And as Kit settled on top of him, their cocks lined up.

Kit rocked and ground against him. Lachlan gripped Kit’s hips, urging him on as the delicious friction sent sparks of ecstasy cascading through his body.

“Hexes!” Lachlan squeezed his eyes shut. He wrapped a leg around Kit’s strong thigh. He cried out, flinging his head back as Kit thrust against him, causing their cocks to rub and frot.

Kit kissed him, and Lachlan gasped into the kiss. Kit clutched at Lachlan’s arms and pressed his lips along Lachlan’s neck and throat as he continued to grind against him.

“You’re so beautiful, Lachlan. So beautiful, my witch.”

Lachlan’s fingers gripped Kit’s plump arse. Kit’s tail wrapped around Lachlan’s wrist, holding him tight. Their bodies kept rocking together as delicious pleasure like he’d never known made him dizzy and light-headed. Kit’s touch, scent, and taste overwhelmed him. Nothing existed but Kit and this bliss.

“I want you to feel good,” Kit said. “Let me make you feel good.”

Lachlan sobbed as he ground against Kit.

But then Kit pulled away, and Lachlan cried out with the loss.

Kit slid down his body, pressing kisses, licking, and nipping at Lachlan’s overly sensitive skin. Lachlan squirmed and moaned with need. He gasped as Kit tongued his navel. Then Kit’s hand wrapped around his aching cock and squeezed.

Lachlan thrust into the grip, keening as Kit stroked him.

“You smell so good.” Kit’s cheek pressed against Lachlan’s dick rubbing against it.

Lachlan bit his lip as Kit nuzzled his member, pressing soft kisses along the length. Then Kit’s tongue slithered over the tip, sliding around the flared head, licking and tonguing at the slit.

Lachlan’s hands spasmed in the bed-sheets. His balls pulled in tight. “Kit… Kit… I’m not going to last.”

Kit made a pleased noise, clearly not disturbed by this information. Instead of pulling back or slowing down, he opened his lips and took Lachlan’s cock inside his mouth, sucking him in.

Lachlan moaned and thrashed. He thrust and whimpered as warm, wet bliss wrapped around his length, taking him deep.

Kit’s hands gripped his hips, urging him to thrust. Lachlan’s hand scrambled at Kit’s shoulder, fingers digging into skin. Kit made slurping, moaning noises. His hands caressed Lachlan’s thighs.

Lachlan threw his head back, eyes squeezed shut as the heat and tension mounted in his groin.

“Oh! Oh, Kit! I can’t…” He groaned.

Unbelievable pleasure seared through his body. His dick jerked in Kit’s mouth, and he came, shooting his seed into Kit’s welcoming mouth.

Kit sucked and drank him down.

After several moments, Lachlan slumped onto the bed.

Panting, Kit scrambled up on top of him. “Your pleasure tastes delicious,” Kit whispered. He leaned over Lachlan, face pressed against Lachlan’s neck as he jerked himself.

In a haze, Lachlan reached out and wrapped his hand around Kit’s.

Kit released his own cock. Then Lachlan was holding Kit’s hot, hard, leaking cock in his hand, and he was stroking it.

Kit panted. The slapping sound filled the room.

“Lachlan!” Kit cried out. “Lachlan! My witch!”

Then suddenly Kit’s body jerked. Warm seed splattered in bursts over Lachlan’s stomach and cock. Kit groaned as his orgasm flowed through him.