Where Foxes Hunt with Wolves - K.A. Merikan Page 0,99
I’ve never met anyone as intense as you. I love that,” Radek said in a small voice, shier about the word love than he could ever be about having Yev’s thick dick deep inside him.
Yev kissed his neck, gently petting Radek as they lay together, still joined while satisfaction settled in their flesh. “It makes me feel like I’m whole. Like this is what I’m supposed to feel like as a man with his mate.”
Radek’s heart beat so fast at the words despite his neck being still tender.
“No one can ever know the truth about me but you. It’s freeing to know that you see all of me.”
Yev sighed, slotting his fingers between Radek’s. “We have a real limited dating pool now, don’t we?”
Radek's stomach sank, but he pressed tighter against Yev. “It’s not the only reason why we’re here though, is it?”
Yev squeezed his hand. “No.”
Tension he didn’t know he’d been holding released from Radek’s muscles. “For me too. Don’t laugh, but I’ve never had a real boyfriend. I’m not saying you are, or that you should be,” but I want you to be mine, “but I like the stability of knowing we’re exclusive. I always thought I was too outgoing for that. That the only way to live life to the fullest would be to constantly find new lovers, but it’s never made me feel the way I do with you.”
Yev snorted, his fingertips drawing circles on Radek’s flesh. “Are you saying you’ve already had your share of slutting around?”
Radek sighed deeply, relaxed in their little bubble of closeness. “I think so. I lost my virginity at eighteen, and I know that’s not technically late, but I felt like a late bloomer. All my straight friends were fucking around by then while I felt so stuck with all my hormones. I had a good friend who I could sense had the hots for me, but he was older, and wouldn’t fuck me until I was an adult. After he took my cherry on my birthday, I got so thirsty that we went at it like rabbits, but I left for university and only had sex on my brain, looking for new guys while still screwing around with him whenever I was back home. I don’t regret what I did, or that the ship with Emil sailed a long time ago, but maybe I haven’t exactly given anyone the attention they deserved. Until you.”
Yev’s breath stilled. “The village head took your virginity?”
Radek groaned. “Yes, he did, and we’re still good friends. Are you laughing at me? You know I can’t see your face.”
Yev grumbled and rubbed his cheek against the back of Radek’s head. “No. It’s just weird, because I know him.”
Radek bit his lip, to not smile too widely. Jan or Emil had never been jealous of him. “Well, the dick inside me isn’t his, is it?”
“I could easily push him away before he got to you. Also, he’s practically married.”
Radek deflated. “So you’re not jealous?”
A growl. Then, “I’ll make sure he doesn’t look at you funny. What can I do? Break his neck for fucking you before we even met?”
Radek rubbed his sweaty shoulders against Yev. “No, it’s enough that you feel the urge. I know it’s stupid but I just want to feel… special to someone. You know, like in The Little Prince,” he said, embarrassed of mentioning such an innocent book while his sore yet satisfied ass was still stretched around a dick. “That I’m not one of countless pretty faces.”
Yev chuckled. “So it wasn’t a joke? One way or another, you actually want to get married some day?”
Radek stilled, suddenly nervous. “Maybe not married, but… I’m not exactly against having a boyfriend.” He was now glad that he didn’t have to say this to Yev’s face. It was easier that way.
And then, Yev pulled off the blindfold, exposing Radek to light that felt too bright and forced him to squint. “On another note… just bear with me, okay?”
“Are you seriously changing the topic right now?” Radek whined, with no shields left to protect his feelings.
Yev grumbled and shifted position, making the knot twist inside his ass. “I’m just worried over situations like the one at the club. What if you shifted, and I didn’t get to you on time? Someone might hurt you or take you away,” Yev said, lying back down with something that sounded like a rattle containing a single bead.
Unease settled in Radek’s throat at the memory or transforming in the