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Adrian seemed beyond words, but he let out a little bark and his ass wiggled back and forth. He arched up and dragged his hard cock against my leg, letting out a pleading bark that was filled with desperation.
Finally giving in to my own need as well as his, I slid my fingers out and reached for the plug. I lubed it up and let it rest against his needy hole, then pushed the tip in just enough for him to feel it before pulling it out again.
Adrian barked again, whimpering and pleading.
“That’s my good pup,” I praised him.
Fucking him so slowly was maddening. I watched the plug go in and out of his body while he made the most incredible sounds. Taking things slow had seemed like an impossible task just minutes before, but seeing how high I could push him and how shameless the pleasure could make him, I wanted to make it last forever.
When I couldn’t drag it out any longer and the plug was fully seated while he moaned and shook, I gave his ass a pat. “Time for the rest of your spanking, Pup.”
Adrian was lost in it, leaving my pup there for the taking. It let something inside of me go, too. I wanted it, wanted him, and resisting the urge to bring him to the bed and fuck him senseless was as hard as my fucking cock. But when my hand came down on his ass again, the noises he made, the way he shook and quaked, it all kept me suspended in that moment.
I was careful, so careful, not to hurt him, but I knew it stung. I wanted it to, wanted him to think about this for as long as it lasted. And the sight of it — oh, fuck, the sight of his tail wagging every time I spanked him had my pants soaked in precum. I was breathing heavily by the time I stopped, and I wasn’t sure if I could ignore his hard cock much longer.
“Good boy,” I praised hoarsely. “Good boy. What does my good boy want?” I’d give him everything.
Adrian humped his cock against my leg and barked, but then wagged his tail and looked toward his ball. My pup seemed to have no idea what he wanted — or maybe, like me, he wanted to do everything at once.
So we would do what Master wanted, and what I wanted was to see him running across the room, wagging his tail. It would push his desire even higher and flash his pink, spanked ass as he moved.
Reaching over to the line of toys on the floor, I grabbed his ball. Giving his ass one last smack, because it was too hot not to, I tossed the ball across the room. “Go get it, Pup. Bring me the ball.”
Adrian struggled to get his legs to work, but as he crawled off my lap, I reached out to jostle the tail. It must have rubbed against his prostate perfectly because he clenched down on the tail and whimpered.
“Go faster, Pup. I want to see that tail wag.” His tail continued to swing back and forth, and the sounds that spilled out of him made my cock even harder. “That’s right,” I cooed. “That’s my good boy.”
Adrian scrambled across the room, tail wagging and cock swinging, doing his best to please me.
I made sure to moan, to make sure he knew how much I appreciated every second of it, and I peered at him through half-lidded eyes. Time blurred between one “good boy” and the next, one toss of the ball and the next, one deliberate touch of that tail and the next. But it was good, so very good.
“My beautiful pup,” I whispered when he came back to me, finally unable to keep myself from reaching out any longer. I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close, kissing him hard, deep, urgent. “I want to suck your cock,” I told him, my voice still a low purr, “while that tail brushes every part of you that feels good. I want to taste you, Pup.”
Pup. Adri. Adrian. They were starting to become one and the same, but not in a bad way. They were just parts of my brother, and they were all parts I wanted to explore.
Chapter 19 Adrian
He was trying to punish me again. That was the only explanation. He was getting my brain so fried that I couldn’t actually process what he was saying.
He wanted to taste me. That somehow seemed more intimate, more loving, and I couldn’t comprehend it.
Master must have understood I was running on nothing but instinct and need. He gave me a teasing grin and reached back to brush his fingers over my tail, sending waves of pleasure dancing through me. Every time we explored this part of our relationship, it just got better. At this rate, I wasn’t going to survive it.
“Up on the bed. I’m going to stretch you out and play with my pup.” His voice was rough and thick with desire. Then just to make it more difficult to follow his order, he kissed me, still making my tail shift so the plug rubbed against my prostate.
Sparks… Fire…
Insanity.
“Are you being a naughty boy? Does my pup not want to get his cock sucked?” Master chuckled when all I could do was shake my head and try to find my legs. It didn’t work. They were gone.
I finally stopped trying to stand and just crawled over to the bed. I could feel Owen’s eyes following me with every swing of my cock and tail. It didn’t make functioning any easier.
A low moan escaped my lips when I climbed up on the bed, the plug jostling enough to make it hard to breathe.
He walked behind me, only pausing to reach down and grab the lube, all sleek grace and drawing my eyes to the tattoos inked into his skin. I wanted to touch them, to touch him, but he was somewhere between Owen and Master, and I knew what he wanted.
I should’ve felt guilty for reveling in the attention like I did, for not reciprocating, but I could see in his eyes that he didn’t care. He cared about me, about my pleasure and my needs, and it only made this hotter. Better.
