“Do you enjoy that, Cirian?”
Bastien’s question caught me by surprise, and I had to blink a few times before the words settled.
“I think it’s rather obvious I do,” I replied.
“Hm,” Bastien hummed. He set down his glass on the arm of the chair, reaching into his pocket once again for the small leather book. Setting it in his lap, he flipped through to an empty page, jotting something down.
“Are you actually taking notes?” I asked, incredulous.
“Does this surprise you?”
After a moment of reflection, I conceded.
“No, I guess not.”
Azrael migrated once more, a hand against my chest to guide me back into a reclined position atop the desk as he trailed down past my navel, inhaling deeply as he reached the waistband of my trousers. His fingers hooked beneath the material, but he looked up then, waiting for my approval.
“Go on then,” I said, a grin spreading across my lips.
With a gentle tug, my trousers fell to the floor, cool air buffeting heated flesh. Azrael let out a huff of warm air against my cock, causing it to twitch with anticipation. Still, he looked up at me, eyes wide, as if he were awaiting my permission.
Glancing over at Bastien, he took a long sip of his drink, his gaze trailing up and down my body. When those golden eyes reached mine, I reached down, taking a fistful of the hair nestled between Azrael’s lupine ears, and guided him down to my cock.
Wet, soft heat enveloped me, coaxing the air from my lungs as Azrael’s mouth wrapped around me. Bastien’s nostrils flared as he watched, as if he too were on the receiving end of Azrael’s skill. And skilled he was. Without so much as a graze of his fangs, he took to his role with enthusiasm, taking my cock to the hilt.He groaned as it hit the back of his throat, sending vibration along the shaft that made my toes curl. Again, Bastien reacted, the soles of his shoes grinding into the floor. The tether running between us pulsed, and a thought occurred to me.
Was Bastien able to feel what I felt through the tether?
Tearing myself from Bastien, I turned my sights to Azrael. Before long, he pulled off, taking a moment to catch his breath. Spittle clung to his bottom lip, trailing back to the head of my cock, glistening in the dim light. His attention was completely focused on it, his breathing still coming in panting gasps, ears pinned back on his head, and his face flushed.
“Are you alright?”
He nodded, wiping his chin with the back of his hand.
“Heat,” he muttered, letting out another shuddered breath. “It just came on, and I didn’t expect it for another week or so.”
And suddenly, I could feel it drifting through the tether connecting us, this throbbing, aching heat that settled in the pit of my stomach.
“Do we need to stop?” I asked.
He grimaced, shaking his head. “That would be worse. Trust me.Gods,I can’t stand it anymore.”
“What do you need?” I asked, the heat pulsing down our tether once more, quickening my breathing too. A glance over at Bastien told me he was feeling the same, the material of his trousers pulled tight across his lap, and a line of sweat forming on his forehead.
“This,” Azrael said, gripping my cock at the base, his violet eyes trained on it as if hypnotized. “I need this.”
Removing his trousers in the blink of an eye, Azrael climbed onto the desk, the scruffy fur of his tail dragging across my thighs as he straddled me, pressing the curve of his ass against my cock.
“Are you certain?” I asked him, struggling to work through the haze of lust that filled my mind. “We don’t have any oil.”
“You won’t need it,” Azrael countered, reaching back and pulling his tail around his torso to hug against his chest. “Is this your first time with an Unseen?”
I nodded, suddenly curious as to why that was important.
“I’ll try not to get too wild then,” Azrael said with a grin, his hips shifting back to slot my cock between the mounds of his ass as his own member dragged along my torso, rigid as steel.
“Don’t we need to talk about contraception?” I asked.
Azrael chuckled, shaking his head. “I’m on the tincture, so there’s no risk of anything like that happening. But once I get started, I’m not going to want to stop. You’ll have to be pretty forceful, okay?”
