Page 36 of Primal Call

Cracking open an eye, Jasper looked down at Kyral and felt a jolt shoot through him. The Borraq's gaze was locked on him with an intensity that took Jasper's breath away. Kyral's eyes were dark with need, his pupils dilated as he growled low in his throat.

The way Kyral looked at him — like he was the most desirable thing ever — made Jasper's heart race even faster. It was exhilarating, an instant shot of confidence.

Jasper's breath came in ragged gasps as he moved faster, his body slick with sweat and desire as he lost himself in the rhythm. Kyral's hands gripped his hips tightly, guiding him as they moved together. When Kyral began to thrust up to meet him, it sent jolts of pleasure through Jasper that made him cry out.

Their moans mingled in the air, a symphony of shared need and desire. Jasper's own voice sounded foreign to his ears, breathless and high-pitched as he rode Kyral faster and faster.

Kyral growled beneath him, the sound vibrating through both their bodies. "You're taking me so well," he rumbled, his voice thick with lust. "Every day... I want to mate you like this every day... fill you full of my seed..."

The words sent a shiver down Jasper's spine, igniting something primal within him. He had never known that this was something he was into — never imagined that dirty talk could be so arousing. But hearing it now, from Kyral's lips, made his head spin with desire.

He rode Kyral harder, their bodies moving together in a frenzied rhythm. Each thrust brought them closer to the edge, their moans growing louder as they neared their climax. Jasper felt like he was on fire, every nerve ending alight with pleasure as he lost himself completely in the moment.

The thought of being filled by Kyral was the hottest thing he'd ever heard. It sent a rush of heat through him that left him trembling with need. All he wanted was more: more of Kyral's touch, more of his words, more of everything…

As they moved together faster and faster, Jasper knew that he was close, so close to the edge that it almost hurt. But he didn't want it to end — not yet…

Kyral's snarl resonated through Jasper's bones as the Borraq's grip tightened on his hips. With a powerful final thrust, Kyral slammed up into him, the force driving a cry from Jasper's lips. Jasper's eyes widened as he watched the expression on Kyral's face: pure, unadulterated need and pleasure.

He felt Kyral's cock pulse inside him, come filling him completely. The sensation of being filled was overwhelming, a searing heat that spread through Jasper's core.

But Kyral wasn't done. He pulled out and, without missing a beat, positioned Jasper over his second cock.

Jasper whimpered, overstimulated and barely able to process what was happening. The head of Kyral’s second cock pressed against his entrance, and then Kyral pushed inside. The stretch was immediate and intense, making Jasper cry out in both pain and pleasure. He could hardly breathe as Kyral began to thrust up into him.

Each thrust sent shockwaves of sensation through his body, pushing him to the brink of what he could handle. He felt like a toy in Kyral’s hands, used and possessed completely by the Borraq’s raw desire.

The primal intensity of it all left Jasper breathless. Every nerve in his body was alight with sensation, every thrust driving him closer to an edge he didn't know existed. The sounds of their bodies colliding filled the air, mingling with their ragged breaths and Kyral’s deep growls.

Jasper clung to Kyral's chest for support, his fingers digging into the hard muscle beneath them. The pleasure was so intense it bordered on pain, but he couldn't bring himself to want it any other way.

That pushed Jasper over the edge. His body tensed, and a strangled moan escaped his lips as he came, hot and fast, all over Kyral's stomach. The intensity of his climax left him dizzy and breathless, his vision blurring at the edges as pleasure coursed through him like a live wire.

Every nerve ending felt like it was on fire, the world narrowing down to the pulsing heat between his legs and the sensation of Kyral deep inside him. He clenched around Kyral's cock involuntarily, his muscles spasming with the force of his orgasm. The pressure was almost too much to bear, yet he craved more.

Kyral groaned, his hands tightening on Jasper's hips. "Your body… damn it…!" he rumbled, voice thick with desire.

With a final, powerful thrust, Kyral came again, filling Jasper even fuller. The sensation was overwhelming: hot and slick inside him, mingling with his own release. Jasper's body trembled with the aftershocks of his climax, each wave of pleasure leaving him weaker and more breathless.

As their breathing slowly returned to normal, Jasper felt a strange mix of emotions.

All his life, he'd thought about his needs with a sense of shame and guilt.

But his feelings now couldn't be further from that.

God, he'd been stupid.

Sated and trembling, he looked up at Kyral from under his lashes. Kyral's expression was one of satisfaction. "Are you happy with today's investigation, doctor?"

Jasper managed a shaky smile. "I don't know," he panted out, trying to catch his breath. "All good studies require a large sample size…"

Kyral's grin was a promise.

Chapter fifteen

Jasper sat on the side of one of the mountains, right at the edge of a deep valley, and let his eyes roam over the view. The mountains of Vasz were a sight to behold. The morning sun was just beginning to rise, casting a pink glow over the pure white snow that capped the peaks.

It was the kind of view that made you feel small.

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