“So tight,” Laurent murmured as he fucked gently in and out. “So hot and ready to receive me.”
“You got that right.” The thorough tongue-fucking his lover had given him had made Paul more than ready to be fucked with something considerably bigger. “Don’t take too long, babe,” he murmured, spreading his thighs as Laurent added another finger. “Want you inside me.”
“And I long to be there as well.” Laurent stroked in and out, scissoring gently with his fingers. He seemed to be searching for something. When his seeking fingertips brushed over a spot deep inside Paul that made him groan and jump, it appeared he had found it. “Do you like that, mon amour?” he murmured, stroking over the spot again.
“God, yes!” Paul jumped again. Every time Laurent touched him there it felt like he was being electrocuted by pleasure.
“Good.” Laurent withdrew his fingers slowly. “Because I am going to aim for that particular spot with every thrust of my cock inside you.” He nudged Paul’s hip. “Turn over.”
“What? Why?” Paul did as he said though he was confused. “Wouldn’t it be easier to do it with me face down?”
“Possibly but I wish to look into your eyes while I fill you with my cock.” Laurent positioned a pillow under Paul’s hips and spread his thighs. “Are you ready for me now, mon amour? Ready to feel me inside you? Fucking you?”
And though this had once been his biggest nightmare—or maybe his most shameful dream—Paul didn’t hesitate. “You know I am. What are you waiting for, babe?” he growled breathlessly. “Fuck me already. I want you in me now. ”
“As you wish.” Laurent lined up the head of his cock with Paul’s entrance and in one slow, smooth thrust, he entered.
“Fuck!” Paul felt himself clamp down, his muscles clenching around the unfamiliar invader. “Dios, wait a minute, Laurent. Just wait a minute.”
“It’s all right.” Laurent stroked his stomach soothingly and then cupped Paul’s half-hard cock into one hand. “It’s not easy the first time,” he murmured, caressing the aching shaft gently. “To be opened by another man’s cock, to be penetrated…it is incredibly difficult.”
“You got that right.” Paul winced but at last he felt the spasm passing. He was still stretched tight down there where Laurent was piercing him but at least he didn’t feel as if he were going to die of a muscle cramp in a very awkward place anymore. “Feelin’ a little better now,” he admitted. “But it’s still not great.” “It will be,” Laurent assured him softly. “If you can open yourself enough to me to enjoy it. Are you ready for me to thrust now?”
Dios, poor guy—he’s probably dying to move but he won’t do it until he’s sure he won’t hurt me. Paul felt a surge of love and hoped that Laurent could feel it through the remnants of their bond. “Yeah, you can thrust now, babe. Just…take it slow.”
“With pleasure.” Moving carefully, Laurent withdrew all but the tip of his cock.
Then he slid back in but at an angle this time.
Paul jumped and gasped as the plum-shaped head of the other man’s shaft bumped over that special spot again, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his entire body.
Still moving slowly and deliberately, Laurent pulled almost all the way out and thrust in again. And again.
Suddenly any pain Paul had was completely forgotten and he just wanted more— more of that incredible sharp pleasure. More of Laurent inside him. “Babe, please.” He grasped the other man’s forearms, holding on tight, begging for more.
“Yes, Paul?” From the look on Laurent’s face he knew exactly how he was affecting his wolf. Paul was glad some of his own pleasure was finding its way through the mostly broken link. “Yes, mon amour? ” Laurent murmured again when he didn’t answer right away. “What is it you want? What is it you need?”
“More,” Paul rasped, arching his back, impaling himself on his lover’s slender shaft.
“More of you, babe. I can take it—need you to really fuck me now. Deep and hard.”
“As deep and as hard as you wish, mon amour,” Laurent promised him, his pale green eyes half lidded with lust. “I will fill you with my cock and come deep in your tight ass.”
“Dios, yes!” Paul moaned. “Fill me up—fuck me!”
“As you wish.” Pulling back, Laurent thrust in again, much harder and so deep it felt as if he were reaching for Paul’s heart with the tip of his cock. Then he did it again and again, filling Paul completely until he moaned and bucked his hips up for more.
God, so good. So fucking good! his mind babbled incoherently. Paul could still feel the invisible wall between himself and Laurent but somehow it seemed to be growing thinner—or maybe it was just that it didn’t bother him as much. He’d never had this pleasure before—the sensation of being helpless beneath his lover. But he was finding that he liked it, liked it a hell of a lot. Being opened, being penetrated by the man he loved was unlike anything he’d ever experienced but at the same time, he couldn’t get enough of it. And with each thrust Laurent stroked Paul’s cock, keeping the rhythm they had established together and pushing Paul higher and higher, harder and harder.