in this…” Kee’s fingers were now brushing the top of Dian’s very erect length that had poked its way out of the loincloth. “Oh, wow.” Kee fanned himself with his free hand. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a total size queen. Shift, my mate, and show me what you’ve got in human inches for me to drool over.”
Dian had never shifted so fast. The problem was, gargoyles shifted with their clothes still on (remember the loincloth) and his shirt didn’t survive as he ripped it off. Shoes were already gone, thank goodness because Dian didn’t have the patience to deal with laces, but his pants… “Ugh, why won’t they come off.” Dian battled with his button which went pinging off across the floor, but then the zipper stuck…
Kee was laughing. He’d fallen onto his back, filling the room with happy sounds. Dian glanced up; pants forgotten as his glance turned into a burning stare. Kee’s cock was right there at eye level, bouncing about with every laugh, Kee’s robe pooling on either side of his lean thighs. Such a pretty cock. Dian swallowed, leaning forward before he registered what he was doing. He needed a taste. It was imperative – a mission he was more than happy to undertake.
Those tight little balls encased in their wrinkled sack; a pale slender cock falling over Kee’s lightly defined abs. Dian had never seen anything so perfect. The head of Kee’s cock was a deep blush rose, and it was begging for Dian’s tongue.
One lick and Kee’s thighs tightened, the laughter replaced with a moan. Dian did hope that his new mate was a vocal lover. He didn’t care for chatter during sex – that just showed him his partner wasn’t invested in what they were doing. But his blood boiled if someone was loudly appreciating the way he enjoyed their body.
He decided to go with a solid taste, sucking the head of Kee’s cock into his mouth far enough that he could use his tongue to tickle the little knot of nerves in the base of the curve caused by Kee being cut. Kee’s taste was all man – musk, a spot of sweat and Kee’s uniqueness. Divine.
Ignoring his own pinched dick, caught as it was in the folds of his half-opened pants, Dian worked on driving Kee out of his mind. He was big, even in his human form, and thanks to his genetics he had no problem swallowing Kee’s cock completely. Slurps up, sucking down, Dian’s head bobbed up and down over Kee’s groin, his eyes closed so he could focus on the delicious moans that fell from Kee’s mouth.
It was like playing an instrument and eliciting the most amazing music. Keeping his arm resting on Kee’s hips, because the man was thrashing his top half around as if he couldn’t get enough, Dian bobbed and sucked, adding the odd hum when he felt like it. Kee moaned low and dirty when his nose was pressed against Kee’s pubic bone. He cried out when Dian slurped up, making sure to wiggle his tongue. The sounds, the taste and Kee’s natural scent was overwhelming and Dian couldn’t get enough of it.
“I’m coming!” Kee screamed, and Dian opened his eyes just in time to see Kee’s head thrown back, the veins in his neck standing out as his jaw clamped tight. Fists clenched, back arched – Dian had never seen anything more beautiful and as Kee unloaded into his mouth, he vowed to see that sight at least once a day.
“Oh, my gods, oh, my gods, oh, my gods.” Kee’s body relaxed. He waved one hand limply. “Get up here big guy and let’s get rid of those pants of yours. I don’t suppose you have any lube?”
Chapter Ten
Having spent months on the road, Kee wasn’t going to think about why he’d been running when he had a hunky mate between his legs, but the opportunities to grab pleasure when he could had been few and far between. Not anymore.
Resting up on his elbows, Kee watched as Dian shuffled over to his bag, and unzip it. Half-naked, his mate still had the look of a jungle creature about him – he was big with heavily defined muscles everywhere, but he still had the grace of a lion or a panther when he moved. Power, Kee decided. Dian was a powerful man, and for the first time in a long time, Kee felt safe. It was a heady feeling.
He sat up as