blinking hard. “No Japohn, this is the cruelest joke we could play on you before you run off to risk your life on a dangerous mission. Of course he’s serious, you giant ronka. We want you to be our Nobek.”
In spite of Vax’s insistence, Japohn struggled with the offer. A pang of hurt swelled in Bacoj’s chest. The Nobek hadn’t suffered little hope to belong; he’d entertained no hope at all.
Despite knowing the proud Japohn wouldn’t have appreciated overt sympathy in the form of an embrace, Bacoj couldn’t refrain from grabbing his shoulder and squeezing. His voice rough with emotion, he said, “It would be my privilege if you’d accept.”
Japohn pulled in a shuddering breath. A smile snuck out, twisting his lips just a little. It grew. Then he laughed outright. “Yes. Yes! Thank you.”
Vax tossed the glasses to bounce harmlessly on the sleeping mat before leaping into the Japohn’s arms, as an Imdiko was privileged to do in such circumstances. A moment later, all three were laughing and hugging and kissing.
When the first wave of celebration passed, Vax poured for them. “Now we can congratulate ourselves. Especially me. I’m the biggest winner here, what with getting the two of you in my clutches.”
Bacoj chuckled and raised his glass. “To my clanmates. May I be worthy of this honor.”
“To Clan Bacoj,” Japohn toasted.
“To Clan Bacoj!” Vax echoed.
To me being the Dramok they need and deserve. Bacoj swallowed his bohut in two gulps. He could do it. He hoped.
They finished the bottle too soon. As Vax tossed the empty in the recycling bin and put the glasses on a shelf to be returned to the dining hall, Japohn closed his travel sack and sat it on the floor. Bacoj looked him over, appreciating the muscled physique. Despite his few remaining misgivings, he had no problem admitting the Nobek was a delicious man.
“Don’t you dare think about it, my Dramok,” Japohn warned without glancing his way. His tone was sentimental as he said my Dramok. He spoke the words slowly, relishing them. Somehow, it didn’t mitigate the underlying threat.
“I didn’t think we had time anyway,” Bacoj answered innocently. “Certainly not if a fight for dominance is involved.”
“Right.” Japohn’s brow rose, letting him know he wasn’t fooled in the least.
The next second, Bacoj was on his back on the Nobek’s mat, with the big man on top of him, trying to pin him down. “You underhanded shit!” Bacoj yelled, wriggling partially out from under. “What kind of Nobek pulls a sneak attack?”
“A smart Nobek,” Japohn laughed, using his greater weight to keep Bacoj from escaping. “Be nice, and I’ll beg Vax to suck your cocks.”
“No begging required,” Vax answered happily. “Stop kicking, my Dramok, and my mouth is yours.”
“But Japohn will take advantage while I’m distracted,” Bacoj groaned, knowing how easy it was to give in to the Nobek’s use when Vax’s oral skills came into play.
“You’d better believe I will. You have such a wonderful ass, my Dramok.” Again, Japohn savored the words that proved he was part of a clan. Then he bent to kiss Bacoj.
The Nobek’s kiss was demanding, stealing all sense as he tasted Bacoj slowly, thoroughly. The smaller man continued to struggle, though his resistance was weak under the power of that incredible mouth and tongue. Feeling his boots tugged off and the crotch of his formsuit tugged open, knowing Vax was about to deliver a headier sort of kiss, robbed him of his strength.
Wet heat enclosed first his secondary, then his larger cock. A jolt of purest elation made losing to Japohn unimportant. Bacoj lay beneath his new clanmates, his writhing no longer having anything to do with opposing them.
He offered no defiance even when Japohn kissed his way down his jaw, heading for the vulnerable spot on his neck. The Nobek held him wrapped tight, pinning Bacoj’s arms to his sides. The trapped Dramok moaned when the Nobek bit him, his hollow fangs delivering the intoxicant that would guarantee Bacoj’s surrender.
“Lie still for now,” Japohn whispered when he ended the bite. “Let your grateful clanmates enjoy their leader. Give me something wonderful to dream about in the lonely months to come while I’m away.”
Later, Bacoj would remember that hour with great fondness. Japohn lavished him with kisses from his forehead down to his nipples, licking and biting in the most exciting fashion. Soothed by caring pleasure, galvanized by little shocks of pain, he responded to his Nobek with greater passion than any of their previous encounters.