Page 126 of Cosmic Soul

“What?” I asked, struggling to focus.

“Before I died. I used to like it rougher. Sex. When other guys sucked me, I liked being nipped and teased.”

I stopped moving, struck by the thought of anyone else touchingmyCaleb.

“You’re growling,” he teased. I paused and realized he was right. “Are you jealous?” Caleb brushed his fingers along my straining shaft.

“Yes,” I snarled. “You're mine, and I don’t like anyone touching you besides me.”

He laughed, head landing on my chest. He kissed my neck, stealing any sting his laughter might have caused. He rested his chin on me and met my gaze. “You’ve fucked other people too, Fyn. I don’t want anyone else. I’m a drakcol, sort of, now. I have one mate. You.”

Any jealousy I had was soothed at his easy assertion. “I love you.”

His eyes turned wet, and he pressed against me again, brown hair falling all around him. Sometimes Caleb would turn emotional for seemingly no reason. Was it because this body was more emotional than he used to be? We couldn’t ask Tinlorray—she wasn’t talking to Caleb and nor should she be forced to, even though I knew it would ease my mate’s worry. Or it could be because Caleb was constantly stressed due to the overstimulation.

I massaged his scalp, and Caleb groaned, the sound reigniting the fire of arousal in my gut. I wanted him, but I didn’t want to pressure him. Still, I could not tread lightly around my mate forever. He’d asked me to tell him of my desires, and I had to trust he would say no if he was no longer interested.

“Little Soul,” I murmured, rocking my hips against him. “I need you.”

Caleb kissed my neck, then nuzzled his way down my body. “I’m desperate to taste you. I’ve always wondered what you tasted like, and now, I get to know.”

Caleb hadn’t tasted me yet, despite the past times we’d pleasured each other. I’d figured he hadn’t liked it, but maybe he’d been nervous. I reached out to touch his cheek, love burning my soul at the same time worry gutted me. I couldn’t lose him. Never again. That agony was something I would rather die than experience again.

“Don’t ever leave without me,” I said.

He paused in undoing the ties on my trousers. “I won’t.”

I didn’t think he truly understood, but it didn’t matter.

Caleb yanked my trousers and undershorts off in one go as I lifted my hips to assist him. My cock slapped my stomach, the tip wet and ready for him. He held my shaft loosely, biting his lip.

“You won’t hurt me, Mate.”

“I might,” he muttered, but Caleb didn’t allow me a chance to respond. He flattened his tongue and dragged it over the crown, teasing my piercing. We both moaned at the same time. “You taste so good,” he said right before he sucked the tip into his mouth.

I lost all thought as his tongue circled and prodded the slit. His teeth latched onto my ring, and he tugged softly, making me cry out.

“Like that,” I forced out, to reassure him I was enjoying what he was doing.

Caleb grinned, and I saw a shadow of the spirit he used to be. Though his form was different, he was my Caleb.

He sucked me down, taking far more of me. I moaned at the wet heat of his mouth and the tight pressure he kept around me. The head of my cock hit the back of his throat, and he gagged. I started to shift away, but he gripped my butt, keeping me in place as he swallowed, breathing through his nose.

“Caleb!” I howled as the muscles of his throat worked around me. He slid up my shaft, releasing me with a pop. Caleb twisted and played with my ring, making me growl, before placing open-mouthed kisses down the shaft, tongue flicking me.

When he reached my testicles, he forced my legs further apart and I complied. Caleb nuzzled my sack, taking a deep inhale. “You smell good.”

My breath was too harsh to respond, but I was his mate—of course, I smelled good to him.

His tongue dragged over the seam between my balls, then he sucked one into his mouth, slowly licking and sucking on it. Caleb brushed my shaking thighs, moving inward, making me shiver and grunt, and pressed a knuckle to my hole, circling in slow movements.

“Mate, I need your mouth on me.” My orgasm was building with every second. I needed release.

He kissed the soft scales between my hole and balls, and I moaned, fisting his hair. Caleb chuckled, his breath rushing over me, making me shiver at the sudden chill from the wetness of his saliva.

“Same as humans.” His tongue dragged from my hole to my balls, and I panted, trying to stop the building pleasure. I was so desperate for him that I threatened to unload without him touching me.

Caleb took pity on me and sucked me into his mouth again, teasing my ring with his tongue. My orgasm swelled as he bobbed up and down on my cock, hands playing with my balls.

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