Page 68 of Toxic

He let out a gasp of desperation.

"Don't tease me!"

I moved slowly up his body, and my lips closed on his nipple. He almost screamed and straightened up, his fingers tangling in my hair.

"Yes!" he moaned.

I sucked his nipple and played with the other for a minute before I felt his body tighten. A moment later, his jizz landed on my shoulder!

Soren obviously loved to come this way, with his dick untouched. He really had no trouble with his climaxes.

This time, however, he surprised me. His fingers tightened on my head and slowly began to press lower and lower, pushing me toward his crotch.

"Please, I want more," he said.

"You just came, you might be hypersensitive."

"No, I'm not."

Well, since he asked!

I lowered myself and took his still stiff cock in my mouth, tasting his jizz, and began to work slowly and gently, giving him time, just in case he was a bit hypersensitive—but it didn't look like it. Soren's hands soon began to guide my head, encouraging me to increase the pace.

I must admit that my own arousal was getting out of hand, so while I was blowing him, I unzipped my pants and began to jerk off. I timed it perfectly—just as he came in my mouth, I spurted on his sheet, some of it falling around his calf.

Wiping my mouth, I sat up and looked at his face.

His cheeks were very red, and he was breathing fast.

I watched him for a moment, not knowing what to do or say, but he saved me the trouble by suddenly muttering as he exhaled, "I love the way you take care of my body…" and he turned even redder, as if embarrassed by his own unexpected confession.

"And I love taking care of it."

The silence returned.

His dick was still almost fully erect; Soren's libido was something else. But I left that subject aside for now. I didn’t know what to say—because what I truly wanted from him was way beyond just ‘taking care’ of his body.

Just to fill the uneasy silence, I chose an almost random topic. "I wonder if Alvin will get anywhere with Don. He seems into him," I muttered.

Soren huffed loudly, swung his legs off the bed, and sat up abruptly.

"I don’t give a fuck!"

Biting my lip, I lowered my head. Yeah, that wasn’t the best subject to discuss. But before long, Soren made a face and went off on a little rant.

"But if Alvin wants Don, he must choose. Don doesn’t like sharing his… sex buddies. He won’t tolerate that Alvin is hooking up with Mark and Sean. Alvin’s verse; he always jokes around, saying, ‘Mark fucks like a charm, and it’s charming to fuck Sean’. Can Don really match up to both? Hell no. They’re doomed anyway."

I blinked in shock. "Wait, are you saying Alvin hooks up with Mark too?"

Soren laughed loudly. "It’s no secret. Alvin swings every which way. He likes betas, omegas, alphas—he just likes fucking and getting fucked. He doesn’t care, he claims he’s got chemistry with all the subgenders."

"I know he's open. But I had no idea he's also involved with Mark too. But I shouldn't be surprised. He also joked about sleeping with Archer and me a few times."

"He made a pass at you?" Soren's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Yeah, probably just messing around, but he did it a few times. Always saying it’s my loss if I don’t take him up on it."

Soren frowned, thinking for a moment before asking, "He’s an alpha, but weren’t you tempted?"

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