Page 8 of Hooked on the Otter Doctor
“Doctor Revazi,” the teacher—Tobias—said with a grin, “I forgot to thank you yesterday, so… Thank you.”
I swallowed hard, not sure why him thanking me should have me experiencing such a sudden and sexual response. He’d touched me yesterday, delved his fingers into the fur of my chest, and I hadn’t reacted like this with quickened breath and feeling flushed.
Ghosha bumped me, and I realized I should say, “You’re welcome.”
More people introduced themselves, and I would be hardpressed to repeat anything they said as I watched Tobias smile and talk with them. His eyes were the icy blue of a glacier, his shoulder-length blond hair windswept and tucked behind his ears, with a darker beard framing his lips and jaw. Goddess, his lips… Berry red with a perfect bow in the upper, the lower full as though pouting. I licked mine, but I wanted to lick his.
I took a deep breath and looked down at the tabletop, but that didn’t help at all. The scent I’d caught whiffs of before was so much stronger now and— Oh, goddess, it was coming from him! I’d smelled him coming up from the port, the wind bringing him to me. I hadn’t even gotten a tiny breath of him on the ship because the wind had been at my back the entire time, but now… He smelled so good that I could feel my cock filling in want of him.
Springing from my chair, I stumbled for the door and into the hall. His scent was less strong out here, but still present, and I suddenly knew what this really was. I was reacting as though I’d found my mate! My desperation to inhale every molecule of his scent, my visceral and carnal reaction to it, and how I wanted to go back in there and make sure he was well and happy. I’d only just learned his name and yet he was everything to me!
“Are you alright?”
I’d had my forehead against the wall, arms crossed in front of me, and now rolled my head to look at Tobias standing beside me. His expression was so sweetly concerned as he reached over and touched my arm. Even through my tunic I could feel the heat of his hand.
It was wrong to grab him and haul him in between my body and the wall, but I did it anyway. He gasped, parting his perfect lips, and I dove down to kiss him. He made a surprised noise that quickly morphed into a moan as I licked into his mouth and devoured his lips. I gripped the back of his shirt, pushing his body into mine only to realize he was too short to line up with me properly. Adjusting my stance, I pushed a leg betweenhis and moaned with him as I felt his cock firming against my thigh.
Tobias wanted me, too.
A door opening and closing farther down the hall had us popping apart. Tobias rapped his head on the wall before I could put a hand behind him, but then we were both rubbing at the spot. I stared down at him staring up at me. Was he upset? Should I apologize? I probably should regardless.
“Tobias, I?—”
“In here,” he said before he slipped out from under me and walked quickly toward a door across the hall. He opened the door and went inside before it clicked shut behind him.
I hesitated, but perhaps he wanted to talk more privately than in a college corridor. Striding over, I went in after him and immediately said, “I should have asked for permission to do that.”
“I disagree,” he said a second before he hopped up and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. I caught him, of course, and happily opened up when he kissed me.
His cock hard against my belly, I stumbled forward until I could press him against the wall. I didn’t know what sort of room we were in, but it seemed small and was lit only by the dim sunlight filtering in from a narrow window beside us. Trusting that he knew this was a safe space for such activities, I let the wall hold him up and massaged the firm muscles of his ass while we kissed.
But we had too much clothing on between us and I couldn’t feel him. Going to my knees, I set him on his feet and abandoned his mouth so that I might fill mine with what I needed. Since I hadn’t needed permission to kiss him, I didn’t ask for permission to suck his cock. I simply opened his jeans, shoved everything out of my way, and savored the slide of his velvety cock against my lips.
Tobias wailed beautifully as he buried his fingers in the fur on top of my head. He petted me while I filled my senses with thetaste, scent, and feel of him. While caressing the back of his flexing thighs and his delectable ass, I bobbed on his cock as it leaked on my tongue. Above me, Tobias started speaking, but I couldn’t understand his words. I nearly laughed as I realized that listening to him talk while I sucked his cock was my first lesson in Icelandic.
My own body aching for attention, I ignored it and focused entirely on Tobias. I could take his entire cock into my mouth, the tip just easing into my throat and making me hold my breath. I could hang on him like this for nearly an hour, but I wouldn’t torture him like that. I needed his release, too.
Bobbing again, I noticed his hips jerking a tiny bit, as though he was fighting back his instinct to thrust. I grasped his ass in both hands and held still, mouth ready, before rocking him forward. I could feel him hesitating, so looked up to find him staring down at me with a hopeful expression as he bit his bottom lip. I rocked him again, and he made a throaty sound of surrender as he started thrusting into my mouth.
Even though my back was beginning to protest being hunched over so I could reach him, and my own cock was throbbing with the need to come, I watched Tobias lose himself to the pleasure I was providing for him. This was me servicing my mate, claiming him as he claimed me, and it filled me with such joy, I found myself crying. I’d been looking for him for so very long.
Tobias came with a holler, shoving his cock deep and pressing his pelvis against my lips. I couldn’t taste his release and so made him let me go. He did, and I backed off enough to suck the saltiness from him and roll it around on my tongue. He shivered hard in my hands, twitching and gasping, so I eased back slowly. I buried my nose in his springy golden brown hairs and breathed in his scent, basking in a different sort of bliss.
“Do you…need me?” he asked breathlessly as he gently petted me.
“Always.” I kissed his belly and looked up at him.
The sweetest little smile lifted his bitten lips as he gazed down at me. Running the pad of his thumb across my sensitized bottom lip, he said, “Do you need me to get you off?”
“Oh. Would you?” Honestly, I could come just from staring at him too long, but if he wanted to touch me in any way, I would never refuse him.
He helped me stand and— Goddess, we’d have to do this differently next time because my knees and back were nearly painful enough to make me limp. But when Tobias got down on his knees and giggled because he couldn’t quite reach my cock with his mouth, I knew I’d suffer in any number of ways for his pleasure. And as he helped me open my tunic and shove my pants down out of the way, the look of eager fascination on his animated face was also worth the discomfort of having to bend my knees so he could reach me.
Holding onto the wall with one hand, I couldn’t stop petting his hair as he licked along my cock, exploring. His tongue found the series of slight ridges on the bottom third of my cock, and he made a curious sound as he laved them. Was he trying to imagine how my cock would feel inside him? I moaned as I fantasized about that, too.
And that was it for me. I’d been too far gone on him to last and came for him with a sudden rush of intense pleasure. Tobias sucked every single drop from me and seemed to wish for more because he was reluctant to release me when I gently eased him back.
Blinking up at me, lips red and swollen, he said, “You taste sweet.”
