Page 34 of A Winter Awakening
Breaking the kiss, he gazed into Gael’s green eyes. He ran his finger over Gael’s wet, kiss-swollen lips.
“I’m going to suck your cock now,” Orteo whispered.
Gael’s eyes widened. Harsh pants fell from his lips.
Orteo dropped kisses along Gael’s skin as he slid down, careful not to put pressure on Gael’s injured ankle. He licked and nipped at warm, slightly sweaty skin. He ran his tongue around Gael’s nipple, suckling on the hard nub, teasing it with his teeth.
Gael arched into his lips. His moans rang out through the cabin.
Orteo’s cock throbbed, but he ignored his own arousal. He focused all his attention on Gael.
“Orteo.” Gael’s fingers tangled in Orteo’s hair. His cock pressed insistently against Orteo’s stomach. Pre-cum smeared against his skin.
Orteo could spend all day worshipping Gael’s body. But Orteo doubted Gael could last much longer. He released Gael’s nipple. He moved lower, raining kisses across skin until he lay between Gael’s spread thighs, flushed cock in front of his face.
Orteo wrapped his hand around the length, stroking from base to tip. Liquid spilled from the slit. Orteo leaned forward and tongued at the salty droplets.
Gael cried out, hands tightening in Orteo’s hair.
Orteo stroked the man as he ran his tongue around and beneath the flared head, lapping at any liquid gathering there. Gael lifted his hips, but Orteo placed one hand on his stomach, holding him against the floor. He ran his tongue down the length, tracing veins and ridges before returning to the leaking head.
Gael whimpered. One hand clutched at Orteo’s shoulder, spasming.
Orteo opened his lips wide and slid down Gael’s dick, taking Gael into his mouth. His cheeks hollowed as he sucked. He bobbed his head, taking Gael deeper each time, until Gael’s shaft slid into his throat.
It had been a while since he’d done this. But he relished the feel and taste of Gael’s cock filling his mouth.
“Orteo! Orteo! Ahhh! I can’t… I can’t…” Gael’s eyes squeezed shut. He wouldn’t last much longer.
Orteo released his hand from Gael’s stomach and urged the man to thrust. Gael’s hands clutched painfully at Orteo’s skull and shoulders, movements erratic as he shoved into Orteo’s throat. His head flung from side to side.
Orteo sucked harder, eager to taste Gael.
“Orteo!” Gael cried out one last time. His hips stuttered, and thick, salty cum filled Orteo’s mouth and throat.
Orteo greedily drank each and every drop of his lover’s spend.
ChapterNineteen
Gael lay sated and boneless on the fur. He kept his eyes shut, breathing deeply as his heartbeat gradually returned to normal.
He felt Orteo move, and he opened his eyes. But Orteo just lay half on top of Gael, looking down at him.
“Are you comfortable on the floor?” Orteo’s fingers danced across his cheek.
Gael nodded. He huffed contentedly and closed his eyes. Orteo’s fingers dived into his hair and stroked the curls.
“Hmmm. That’s nice,” Gael murmured.
Orteo chuckled and continued. “And your ankle isn’t bothering you?”
“No. It’s fine,” Gael said. Orteo took such good care of him.
Orteo lay beside him and rolled Gael on top of him. Gael smiled against Orteo’s chest. He nuzzled Orteo’s skin. Fingers roamed his hair and naked body. He dozed, aware of nothing but the gentle touches, the steady rise and fall of Orteo’s chest, and the beating of his heart.
He didn’t know how long they lay like that, but slowly his body became less tired and drowsy. His body started to respond differently to the hands trailing up and down his back. It didn’t feel sexual or like Orteo wanted anything from him, but Gael’s cock perked up all the same.
“You haven’t spent!” Gael said, eyes snapping open as he propped himself up. Guilt rose in his throat.
