Total pages in book: 161
Estimated words: 147673 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 738(@200wpm)___ 591(@250wpm)___ 492(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147673 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 738(@200wpm)___ 591(@250wpm)___ 492(@300wpm)
“I did it!” Laurent exclaimed joyfully, as if with his looks it was a challenge to make a man come.
Beast laughed, hugging the slim body tightly against him. Unable to hold himself up as energy drained out of him rapidly, he rolled off Laurent and dropped to the mattress next to him, completely and utterly spent. “It’s a miracle I didn’t finish faster...”
Laurent rolled over to his stomach to look at Beast when they talked, and it was yet another spark of glee for Beast. His new lover didn’t shy away from looking at him. Flushing furiously, Laurent covered the lower part of his face with both hands. “That thing you did with your tongue?” he whispered. “I really do know nothing about anything.”
Beast burst out with laughter and pulled Laurent closer, grinning widely. “Oh, which one of the things I did with my tongue?” he asked, pressing a soft kiss to Laurent’s lips. He couldn’t stop himself from smelling the warm skin again. The boy’s scent was even more intense now, even sexier.
Laurent laughed and hid his face in the crook of Beast’s neck. “I’m still all… tingly down there.” Laurent pulled Beast’s hand to his ass, and that gesture of invitation made Beast groan with need to make Laurent come all over again.
“I want to do everything to you down there,” he declared, staring at Laurent in wonderment. He couldn’t believe this just happened. He made such a lovely boy come, not once but twice. And he wasn’t done pleasing him yet either.
His heart soared when it turned out Laurent was thinking along the same lines. “Can we do things again in the morning?”
Chapter 17 - Laurent
Beast’s cock was a thing of beauty, and the ink on it only enhanced the effect it had on Laurent. Not that Laurent could see it when half of it was buried in his mouth.
He’d woken up pressed tightly against Beast’s chest, and for a moment he’d thought he was still dreaming, but then Beast gave his thigh a little pinch and Laurent was definitely not asleep.
As the master of his own destiny, he’d dipped his head under the covers, and the rest was history. The throbbing flesh in his mouth was about to release its juices, and Laurent would eagerly swallow them all, listening to the glorious sound of Beast’s groans above.
Beast’s thighs trembled on both sides of his head. Unmarked by scars and hairy, they squeezed and tickled Laurent’s bare skin each time he sucked harder or twisted his lips around the girth in his mouth. Before coming here, he’d never even considered putting his mouth on another man’s prick, but Beast’s whole body had such a nice, clean scent, with just a bit of tang from last night’s sweat that he physically longed to return the favor and offer his lips in return for the care shown to him last night.
Seeing such a big, powerful man lose control bit by bit, to have the strong body struggle for breath because of Laurent’s doing, was such a treat he wanted this to last longer, regardless of the slight ache in his jaw.
Beast slid his hand into Laurent’s hair when the first spasms of release hit his body, and he kept Laurent’s head in place as the tangy, slightly bitter-tasting sperm filled Laurent’s mouth. He wanted everything Beast could give him, but crossing the line he’d put between them before yesterday had Laurent frantic with thoughts of what it all meant and how their friendship would change. He had no frame of reference to help him on this new journey, but at least Beast was there to hold his hand.
After Beast’s prick did its last twitch in Laurent’s mouth, Laurent slowly pulled away and put his cheek on the strong, muscular stomach he’d yearned to touch for so long, only to conclude it wasn’t enough and proceed to kissing the stiff muscle and scarred skin that made for such a beautiful landscape.
It felt as if he’d transcended to another plane of existence where desire was free to be expressed and where he was allowed to offer his devotion however he wished to.
Beast was breathing hard, and every time he took a deep inhale of air, Laurent’s head was pushed up, only to sink down when Beast exhaled. Strong hands stroked Laurent’s hair, playing with the strands so very gently. There was nothing clumsy or brutish about the caresses, and Laurent felt himself smiling as he nuzzled the scarred skin on Beast’s upper stomach.
“How was it?” asked Beast in the end.
Laurent snorted and crawled up from under the covers, resting on top of Beast. “I loved it. How was it for you? I know it might have been a bit too forward, but I don’t know if there is such a thing at this point. I have a newfound joy in your body. and I wish I could never leave this bed.”