Page 40 of Because You Rejected Me

I flexed my cock, the head pressing against his cheeks. “I think you know what that is.”

“Mmm…” He snuggled in further, making sure to tease me with his ass.

“You better stop that,” I warned. “If you want to keep sleeping, that is.”

“I’m not sure I want to now.”

“Oh?” I flexed my cock again. “Do you need some help?”

“My butthole is still sore from last night,” he groaned, the disappointment clear in his voice. “But I have an idea.”

“What’s the idea?”

Matt didn’t answer. Instead, there was a sudden flurry of activity under the blankets as he squirmed his way out of my arms and worked himself further down the bed. I couldn’t really tell what he was doing until I felt something familiar against my cock.

Lips. And then a tongue.

I moaned in pleasure as the heat of Matt’s mouth wrapped around my cock. A shiver ran up my spine as he worked his way down my shaft all the way to my balls. His tongue flicked against the underside of my cock, sending waves of pleasure rushing through my body.

Even though I couldn’t see him, I knew exactly what he was doing. Closing my eyes, I leaned back against the pillow, letting my hips pump my rock-hard cock down his throat. After our session a few nights ago, I knew he could take every inch I could give him. The man had a magical fucking mouth. Besides, he could push me away whenever he needed to catch his breath.

But Matt hardly ever came up for breath. He just sucked and sucked, deep-throating me all the way down to my balls before coming back to flick his tongue over my crown. I could practically feel the precum oozing out of me, and Matt acting like a rabid wolf showed me that he loved it. However, that got me to thinking.

Without warning, I wrapped my hands around Matt’s hips, pulled him upward, and thrust his cock into my mouth before he knew what was happening. I heard a gargled gasp as Matt pulled back from my dick, a moan echoing from under the blankets.

“Fuck…” he muttered, rocking his hips toward my face.

I didn’t answer because I was far too busy milking every drop of sweet precum I could get with my tongue. He took a moment to breath and fuck my face, his balls bouncing off my nose with every thrust. I just smiled and took him deeper, finding this angle to be a lot easier to work with than the normal one. His cock just slipped right down my throat so easily and I fucking loved it. Before long, he’d swallowed my cock whole again, the pair of us racing to see who could get the other to cum faster.

It didn’t take long before I started to notice the tension in Matt’s body. His abs were the first to tense, then his legs, the ropey muscles under my fingers growing hard. He was getting close. Not only that, but his pheromones suddenly thickened, the scent nearly overwhelming me. Of course, all of that made the heat in my belly suddenly flare, a deep tingling building at the base of my balls. I wasn’t going to last long either, especially now that Matt was starting to speed up.

Instead of fighting it, I just relaxed into my orgasm, letting my hips drive my cock deeper down Matt’s throat as I sucked his beautiful cock. Reaching back with my right hand, I slipped a finger between his cheeks, placing pressure against that tight pink hole of his.

Without warning, Matt lurched forward, his cock throbbing wildly as he pumped his hot seed down my throat. I didn’t pull away. Instead, I drank every last drop of him, desperate for more. At the same time, I felt my own body rock forward. Matt opened his throat, taking every last inch of me as I moaned around his cock. With a burst of pleasure rocking my body, I shot my load down his throat, my hips pumping gently to make sure he got every last bit of my cum.

We both gasped for air as we came apart. My wet, spent cock flopped onto my belly as I leaned back against my pillow. Matt found his way back up to me, his back pressed against my chest. He pulled my arms around his waist, making sure I was holding him tightly against me. I felt a rush of affection at such a minuscule gesture. It filled my heart to know that he liked having me so near to him.

“That was pretty awesome,” I muttered, kissing his neck. “Thank you.”

He leaned down, kissing the back of my hand. “Thank you.”

We laid there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow of a late morning sixty-nine. There was a calm sense of contentedness that washed over me. I didn’t need anything more than what I had at that moment. Just my arms around my mate and the joy of knowing that I made him happy. That was enough for me.

“Ace?” Matt whispered.

“Yeah?”

“Can I tell you something?”

I kissed the side of his neck. “Anything you want, beautiful.”

He took a deep breath. “You know… I keep trying to tell myself that I’m not ready for this yet. That all this is too much for me to handle,” he said, seemingly out of nowhere. He turned over, his honey-colored eyes sparkling as he looked at me. “But every time I try to imagine going on without you, I get this sinking feeling in my chest. The thought of being without you makes me feel… hollow.”

My heart swelled with excitement. “What does that mean?”

“I think it means… that I want to be your mate,” he replied, the fear evident in his eyes. “I don’t know how to be a good mate or what that really means, but I think I want to try.”

I reached up, brushing the sandy brown hair out of his face. “You’re already a great mate,” I said softly. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted and more.”

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