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Strangely, Kali had gone to sleep on the floor rather than on the bed where she usually slept. It was as if she knew that Jasper and Kraghol needed some space tonight.

Jasper smoothed his hand over Kraghol’s furry shoulder. He gazed into Kraghol’s grey eyes. “Make love to me. I want to feel you inside me.”

Chapter

Forty-Four

Kraghol’s gut tightened. How could Kraghol say no to his mate? Especially when he so desperately wanted to make love to Jasper.

“I will always strive to please you and give you everything you want.” Then Kraghol kissed Jasper.

Jasper moaned, pressing his naked body against Kraghol’s. Their lips slid together. Their tongues entwined.

Kraghol glided his hands down Jasper’s back, up and down, stroking soft skin. He let his claws come out a little. Just the tips. He scratched his nails lightly down Jasper’s back but not with enough force to actually hurt.

Jasper’s back arched. He shivered. He clutched at Kraghol’s shoulders as their mouths moved.

And suddenly Kraghol imagined spending many nights in this bed with his mate, kissing him, holding him, and making love. Joy pulsed inside him, spreading through his limbs, right to the tips of his fingernails and toes. He thought he might laugh or weep or cry out at this feeling of overwhelming happiness.

I am complete. Whole.

Jasper broke the kiss, gasping for air. “Please, Kraghol. I need you.”

“Then you will have me.” Kraghol rubbed their noses together. “For now and forever.”

Jasper smiled. Then he pushed at Kraghol gently so he could get up from the bed. “I have to get the oil.” He ran over and opened a drawer. He grabbed a vial. He dashed back to the bed and lay on his back, spreading his thighs.

Kraghol took in Jasper’s naked body, gaze lingering on his toned torso, flat stomach, and hard cock. His mouth watered. He slid down the bed and hovered over Jasper’s groin. He glanced up. “Hand me the oil.”

Jasper obliged. But for now, Kraghol placed the bottle beside him. He wrapped his hand around the base of Jasper’s prick and angled it towards his lips.

He met Jasper’s gaze. Jasper watched him, propped up on his elbows, mouth ajar. His chest rose and fell quickly. Maintaining eye contact, Kraghol opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.

His long tongue flicked as it approached Jasper’s prick. He pressed the tongue against the head. Then he slid the tongue around and around.

Jasper’s breath caught. Kraghol wrapped his long tongue around the length of Jasper’s prick, from the tip to where it met Kraghol’s hand. He squeezed Jasper’s cock with his tongue.

“Kraghol!” Jasper cried out.

He squeezed it again and again. Then he retracted his tongue, releasing Jasper’s dick. He lapped at the tip. Then licked up and down and all around the length.

Gripping Jasper by the hips, he lifted him. He slid his tongue down, past Jasper’s balls, and over his taint.

“Fuck!” Jasper’s whole body trembled. “Your tongue is amazing!”

Kraghol smiled as he pressed his tongue against Jasper’s furled entrance.

Jasper’s hands latched on to Kraghol’s shoulders, gripping tightly as Kraghol speared his tongue inside. In and out. In and out. Each time, he wiggled his tongue deeper. He spiralled his tongue inside Jasper, stretching the tight muscles.

“Fuck!” Jasper writhed. “Oh fuck!” Jasper’s channel tightened around Kraghol’s tongue.

Then Kraghol hit that spot deep inside Jasper’s body.

“Kraghol!” Jasper keened. His whole body convulsed, limbs kicking out.

Kraghol tightened his hold on Jasper’s hips as he kept working Jasper’s prostate with his tongue. Pre-cum dripped from Jasper’s cock onto his belly. Kraghol kept going, kept fucking Jasper with his tongue, until Jasper was a shaking, trembling, desperate mess.

“Please!” Jasper begged. “I’m so close. So close. Oh.” His eyes squeezed shut.