Page 38 of Wolf's Whistle
“You’re eventually going to let me suck you.” Julien’s lips formed a sexy pout.
“When I know that you can keep your teeth to yourself. That’s one place, I do not wish to be bit,” Richard stated firmly.
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They sat entwined on the bed for a half hour. “I want to kiss you silly.” Julien pulled Richard further into his arms.
His Mate snuggled against him. “There is absolutely nothing stopping you.”
Julien started with slow kisses to the soft flesh behind Richard’s ear, then he nipped at the lobe. Smiling, he smelled his sandalwood soap on Richard and there it was, lavender, the scent he would always associate with his angel. He played his tongue along the small trail of freckles on Richard’s back, then over the shell of his Mate’s ear. Richard shivered and moaned. “I can’t believe I’m hard again.”
“Now I get to taste you.” Julien moved his hand up and down Richard’s shaft as he crawled down the bed. He took Richard in his mouth, and Julien worked his angel’s cock with his mouth, coiling his tongue around the top and swallowed pre-cum.
Julien lifted his head and caught Richard’s green gaze. “You taste so sweet, mon ange. I love that I can do this for you.” He began to suck voraciously.
Richard moaned. “If you don’t want to get a mouth full of spunk, move now.”
Julien kept on moving his mouth over his Mate’s shaft until his lover shuddered and bucked beneath him. His lips tightened around his lover’s cock.
Richard shouted, “I’m going to blow.”
His angel gifted him with his spend. He swallowed and as Richard had done for him, he cleaned his lover with his tongue. Moving back up the bed, Julien took Richard in his arms and stroked his back, soothing his Mate after his second orgasm. “Sleep now, my angel. You’ll wake up in a few hours hungry, and Isabel will bring you some sweets.”
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Richard slowly opened his eyes. He reached for Julien but grasped only air. After sitting up in bed, he spotted Julien in the breakfast nook off the master suite reading on his phone. He turned just as Richard was about to speak.
“You’re awake!” Julien sauntered over to the bed.
“What time is it?” Richard asked, rubbing his eyes.
“Just after ten, mon ange, are you hungry?”
“I’m starving. Julio told me about the hungries, but I thought he was exaggerating. It seems he wasn’t.”
Julien pointed to the table. “Isabel left you some sandwiches and pastries to hold you until breakfast.”
“I’ll have to thank her. As I’ve heard them say, my stomach feels like my throat’s been cut.” Richard put on his new robe and slippers and walked over to the table to sit with Julien.
After finishing his snack, Richard strode to stand at the window and parted the curtain to observe the street below. He was disappointed that he would be unable to explore his new home city right away. Basically, because of that damned cop, Stawski, he was housebound. Although, being confined with Julien was an interesting way to pass the time.
Richard pivoted to speak to Julien. Simultaneously, there was the sound of shattering glass and something whizzed by his ear.
Julien tackled him from behind.
“What was that?” Although he was pretty sure he knew the answer.
“A bullet.” Two more shattered the other panes of the window in quick succession. The terrible sound of splintering wood made him jump.
Julien kept his body over Richard’s. “Stay down, mon ange.”
The Enforcers came hurtling up the stairs. Charles and Denis ran out to the street. Three more bullets came through the window. Julien, with Richard beneath him, crawled across the room.
“Are you all right, mon ange?” Julien asked as soon as they were out of the line of sight. He picked Richard up and brought him to the loveseat in the sitting room away from the window. “I never knew I could feel such fear.”
“A little shaken up but fine.” Richard shivered. “If I hadn’t turned my head… Just when it seemed everything was going right.”
Julien’s voice lowered with emotion, “It will be all right, nothing is going to happen to you, I promise.”
