Page 64 of Wolf's Whistle
He stroked Richard’s thighs, avoiding his cock. Julien wanted to do so much more to show his angel how much he was loved before he touched the prize. Richard had liked it when he had licked the soft spot behind his elbow, so Julien licked and bit his way over to the same spot behind Richard’s knee. His Richard moaned louder. It was time to make love to his mouth.
Julien worked his way back up his left arm, stopping and nipping all the places where he sensed Richard shudder or heard him groan. His wolf preened inside, pleased that he excited Richard. He claimed his mouth. Julien wasn’t gentle. Gentle would come later. His teeth worried the pout of his Mate’s bottom lip, and Richard opened for him.
His wolf was close to the surface. He ravaged Richard’s mouth. Julien’s tongue slid inside and claimed his lover. His wolf wanted to taste, to own his Mate. His tongue roughly slid along Richard’s. Their lips entangled in an erotic dance. Julien slid his tongue around his lover’s mouth. He tasted his palate, the soft insides of his cheeks, his teeth, and tongue. Mint. Mmm. His tongue skimmed over Richard’s neck and collar bone. Ah, the scent of lavender. Julien’s erection became rock hard. He savored the salt of Richard’s flesh and the feel of his lover’s ear under his lips. Julien nipped at the fleshy lobe and tongued behind the shell.
His Mate started to buck. “Stop Julien, or I’ll come right now. I have no control with you. I’m like a thirteen-year-old with his first look atGQ.”
“I want to taste your shaft.”
“Give me a minute.” Richard’s pre-cum was pouring from his cock onto his belly and running down his waist to the cotton sheet below.
Julien licked up the trail back to its source. He dipped his tongue in the pool of pre-cum that dripped into Richard’s navel. He made his way to the head of his Mate’s circumcised cock. Gabriel told him to look on the underside for a slight bundle of excess flesh and to suck, nip, and lick there. He swallowed Richard’s cock and managed not to choke, moving his throat muscles to caress it deep inside his mouth and worry it with his teeth.
Julien came up for air. Richard’s hips lifted off the bed. The wolf tongued the head again and followed his Mate’s smooth shaft down to his balls. He sucked gently, taking one in his mouth at a time and rolling it around the wet cavern. His balls tasted slightly of clean sweat and soap. Underneath the soap and sweat was a musty smell and the taste was pure Richard. His Mate kept murmuring words of love. Julien’s heart beat faster.He really loves me. It’s not just the pheromones.He was ecstatic. His Mate loved him. All was right in his world.
Julien turned Richard over onto his stomach. The wolf moved his own body back up so that his mouth could torture Richard’s nape and kiss down his spine. As he made his way down Richard’s back, his lover shook. Julien smelled his need. He gently pulled apart his lover’s cheeks and brushed kisses down the crack until he reached Richard’s pretty little rosette which began to relax and open. He laved the outside of Richard’s hole and formed his long tongue into a spear and penetrated him. His Mate screamed.
Julien panicked. “Did I hurt you?”
Richard was panting. “No, no…that felt so good, please more…”
Calming down from his fear that he had somehow got it wrong, he continued to open Richard’s hole with his mouth. His Mate tasted and smelled sweet, even there. Underneath the tang of salt and water was a slight odor of musk, his lover’s strong scent, and he reveled in it.
It was time. Hands shaking, he reached under the pillow. His father hadn’t let him down. There was the new tube of numbing lube, unwrapped and ready to use.
“I’m going to prepare you for me now. We’ve watchedtelevisionenough so you know I’m a big man. I refuse to hurt you so you have to take three fingers before I enter you.”
Richard panted. “Give me a minute.”
“Turn over onto your back. I want to look at your emerald eyes when I take you for the first time.”
Richard complied, and Julien began to stroke his lover’s belly in concentric circles, widening his reach with each pass. Julien got to Richard’s cock and pulled on it until it started to leak then stopped to open the lube. He ran some down Richard’s crack and applied it to his finger, pushing it inside. Working his way around the circumference, he gently stretched the guardian muscle until Richard loosened enough for his second finger. He was probably being overly cautious, but he refused to give his lover even a wince of pain.
He poured more lube on his fingers and pushed still more into Richard’s hole. His finger slid right inside. He put lube then on his two fingers. Again he worked his digits around the muscle until it practically called to his cock. Concentrating on Richard didn’t dim his own excitement. Julien was high on his lover’s scent and taste, finally being able to make love to his Mate without restraint. He had been holding himself on a very tight leash. His inner wolf’s chest puffed out. While Julien worked, Richard continuously moaned and called his name. “Julien, I love you so much. Take me, please. Julien…Julien.”
“I love you, too, mon ange. One more finger and then you’ll be mine,” Julien growled through gritted teeth. His own cock ached for release.
“Oh you foolish wolf, I’ve been yours since I first laid eyes on you. Do what you must, but hurry. I’m hanging by a thread.”
Julien inserted the third finger and like the second, it slipped right in. He worked his way around the muscle. Looking at Richard’s rosette carefully, he decided that his Mate was open enough to take him. He reached for the towel his father placed under the pillow and thoroughly wiped his hand. When his hand was free of slick, he lined his cock up to Richard’s hole. His Mate, gods bless him, pulled up his knees, giving Julien easier access.
“Put a pillow under my ass, it will help.”
Julien pulled a pillow from the top of the bed and stuffed it under Richard’s cheeks.
He placed his cock in front of his lover’s hole and slowly pushed inside until the muscle popped. His body filled with such bliss. Ah, gods.
“Julien, fuck me, please.”
He watched Richard’s face closely for any sign of pain and pushed downward in tiny increments. His Mate would have none of that. Richard didn’t want slow and easy. He canted his hips up to meet Julien’s shaft and soon Julien’s balls slapped Richard’s ass.
“Move, now!” Richard demanded.
Julien began to move slowly, pushing and pulling with great care. He was on the verge of coming and didn’t want to lose control. Richard pulled him down and kissed his ear. “Move faster and harder. I want to feel you in my throat.”
He lost all control and pounded Richard into the mattress. His Mate yelled, “Yes, yes, more…oh gods, Julien please, you’re hitting my spot.”
Julien smiled with joy. He found Richard’s prostate. Memorizing the angle, he kept on thrusting.
