The noises when I began moving…Fuck. Wet slurps and smacking sounds and deep, guttural groans. Rico seemed ecstatic when we caught the rhythm and fucked him in sync.
The best thing? My cock pressed against Terry’s inside the wet warmth, the ridges rubbing together, our cockheads kissing, knots throbbing…
I appreciated the gorgeous, generous omega who’d loaned us his body, no doubt about it.
But the closer I was to the ultimate pleasure, the more I felt my Terry. Our hands met on Rico’s hips, and we interlaced our fingers. He held my gaze even as he snarled with lust.
Our bond shone in his eyes.
We came together, and I could feel his erection jerk against mine. The look on his face just after we’d peaked was my best reward.
Terry looked so happy he fucking glowed.
23
Sharing is Caring
TERRANCE
After our adventure at Priapus,our appetites grew. However much we enjoyed having sex with each other, our dragons had needs, and it seemed their joined craving couldn’t be denied.
I just had to find a sustainable solution.
Since getting rid of Carlos, Lothair had faced very few incidents in public. It was clear that most of the threats he’d received and the sudden swarms of fans accosting him were due to intentional information leaks from Carlos’s office. It made me furious whenever I thought about it. Carlos had been endangering Lothair for media attention and financial gain. Lothair didn’t mention him again and considered the problem solved, but I remained wary. Unless Carlos found a gold mine elsewhere, he was unlikely to give up so easily. While I had no idea if he was the vindictive type, I wouldn’t take any unnecessary risks.
We visited Priapus one more time, a week after meeting the delightfully insatiable Rico. We spent part of the nightwith an omega couple Lothair had been eyeing the first time we were there. They kissed and clung to each other as we fucked them from behind. Lothair didn’t take his eyes off me, and the look in them just before we came… I could have so easily half shifted right then.
Sadly, going to the club on a regular basis could harm Lothair’s public image, privacy,andsecurity. Of course, he would disagree, probably calling me a control freak and overprotective. But we needed safer ways to satiate our newfound hunger.
On a lazy Saturday afternoon, I found myself staring at Zach’s face on the Rafaelo app as I sat by the pool. I didn’t have a direct way of contacting him, which was smart of him and the agency. I could only imagine how many overzealous clients would harass the escorts outside of work. If I contacted him through the app, how would I go about it so as not to reveal too much?
Lothair had been on set during the night, so he got up late and was now swimming in the pool after a lengthy lunch. I glanced up just as he turned at the opposite end and moved toward me, cutting through the water with his usual grace and strength.
It still surprised me sometimes how much my inner peace depended on Lothair’s happiness. He was content now, but I yearned to see him excited and joyous. That could be achieved mainly through two activities—flying and sex.
I thumbed the message icon on Zach’s profile. A pop-up window appeared.
Zach may not reply outside his working hours. To make a booking, please use the calendar function in the menu.
I clicked oncontinueand typed.
Me:Dear Zach, I’m sorry for the silence. L and I have been going through some changes in our lives. I’m grateful to you for bringing us together and for your discreet professionalism. We’d like to see you again. If you’re open to that, I’ll book an entire evening.
I paused, pondering how best to phrase the following important tidbit. Then I reminded myself that Zach had worked as an escort for a long time and had probably experienced things I couldn’t even imagine. I went with the harmless lie we’d already told the omegas in Priapus.
We’ve been through enhancement procedures. Is that a problem for you? I hope to see you soon!
I pressed send and put my phone aside. Lothair was just climbing out of the pool, rivulets of water trickling down his glorious body. He wasn’t wearing swim trunks, the smug bastard.
His grin turned devilish when he caught me staring at his dick.
“There’s no staff in the house except for the guards at the gate,” he said.
“Then you can suck me off right here.”
Lothair chuckled and got to his knees, all wet and naked. He pulled my cock from my loose linen pants and slid down my length, making a yummy sound.
His lips tightened around the base, and tendrils of pleasure spread from my knot and balls. My eyes falling shut, I leaned back and put my hand on Lothair’s head. I combed my fingers through his wet hair as he took me into his throat and swallowed around my cockhead.
