Page 68 of Tooth and Nail

Ari’s reply was to immediately grab his hips and flip him so that he was face down on the bed. His breath was hot in Eoghan’s ear as he whispered back. “Baby, I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name.”

Eoghan smiled against the clean sheets and waited for his lover to move. Sure enough, he rolled off him, allowing Eoghan to push himself up onto his hands and knees where he waited. He hadn’t had sex on all fours for a very long time. Kellen had preferred missionary and even then, he’d never fucked with the lights on. He listened to Ari moving behind him, digging through the box of condoms, and tearing one open. Seconds later, he had both hands on his ass. When he gasped and stopped moving entirely, Eoghan squeezed his eyes shut, knowing what Ari had seen.

He cursed himself for turning on the light and subconsciously, he must have known what Ari would see. Something that prominent was hard to miss and it was better to get everything out in the open. And the fact was, he hadn’t wanted to hide anything from him. He waited in silence for several seconds, hanging his head, before he felt warm fingers running down the three deep grooves which had been clawed into the muscle of his back. They ran from the middle of his shoulder blades to the dimples of his lower back, right before the mound of his ass.

“Eoghan—” Ari’s voice shook. “What did this?”

Eoghan leaned down, folding his arms, resting his chin on them, ass in the air. “Werewolf. Come on…Ari…fuck me. I’ll tell you all about it later.” He waited, holding his breath, praying he wouldn’t have to explain his scar in more detail right now. He wiggled his ass, doing his best to entice the bigger man to forget what he’d seen. When nothing happened, he looked back over his shoulder. Ari was holding the bottle of lube, but his expression clearly showed him warring about what to do. When Eoghan tore his gaze away and turned around, prepared to wait some more, he finally heard it…the snick of the cap opening. He sighed in relief into the beddingas the beautiful man behind him, moved into position, pushing his knees wider with his own.

When Ari’s bigger body suddenly leaned over his back to speak into his ear, Eoghan held his breath. “It’s been…I’ve not had…I’m not so experienced at this,” Ari said, sounding regretful.

Eoghan turned his head and looked back at him, offering a nod of encouragement. “Take as long as you need. I’m a patient man, Ari Brown.” He turned back around but only had to wait a few moments before he felt slick fingers sliding between the cheeks of his ass. He held his breath, then forced himself to relax as the first one slipped inside. He let the breath leave his lungs, deliberately waiting for the first sharp burn to light up his insides. As Ari twisted his long finger, rubbing along tiny nerve endings, shivers coursed over his body. It seemed he knew what he was doing after all.

“Ah, baby…that feels so good,” he said, hearing the breathlessness in his own voice. “And here you said you weren’t sure about what you were doing.” He gasped as he felt a second finger join the first, stretching him wider.

“I said I wasn’t experienced, not that I hadn’t done my fair share of research.” Ari chuckled behind him, using the slick hand to work his body, fingers twisting inside him as his other hand gripped his hip so tightly Eoghan thought he just might leave bruises. He relished the very thought of it. He felt both restrained and not. The sensuality of it was sexy as hell, lighting up his body with sensations he was enjoying more than he wanted to admit. If Ari was telling him the truth and he didn’t have experience, the man was certainly a superior student.

A pang of jealousy coursed through him when he imagined a virgin Aristotle Brown getting his gay cherry plucked before he forced the image away. Where thispossessive streak had come from every time he thought of him working magic on his body, was anybody’s guess. The second he brushed those fingers over Eoghan’s prostate, making him cry out, all other thoughts of past lovers fled his mind.

Ari chuckled again. “There it is.” He deliberately probed the small gland again, sending sparks rolling through Eoghan’s entire body, lighting him up from the inside.

“Get inside me!” he gasped against the bed before pushing himself back up onto all fours. He knew he looked as slutty as can be but it really didn’t matter. All that was important at the moment, was getting fucked by this man.

Chapter Eighteen

The first breach of Eoghan’s ass was slow. There was something so perfect about the way Ari drew his fingers out and eased his big cock head in, that made him want to shout to the sex gods and angrily demand where this man had been all his life.

“Is that okay, Eoghan?” Ari asked. His voice was little more than a low growl and it sent shivers cascading over his trembling body.

“Yes,” he hissed. “Come on, Ari…keep going.”

Ari answered with a long, slow glide as his entire cock eased into him. The stretch was relentless, burning and throbbing, making Eoghan want to tell him to pull out, to stop moving, to simply…stop.

And then…almost as quickly as it had started, the pain began to bleed away, leaving Eoghan feeling full, stretched as wide as he possibly could be. He panted, concentrating on relaxing his sphincter and little by little the urge to push out became something entirely different as pleasure began to bloom in its stead. His heart hammered in his chest and breath sawed in and out of his lungs as he struggled to accommodate the monster invading his body.

“Okay,” he gasped. “Move, Ari.”

Ari groaned, gripping both of his hips hard and pulling out just a little before seating himself again. Eoghan focused on the rest of his body, noting his arms had stopped trembling. His knees were spread wide to accommodate the large, hot body behind him. And the low grunts his lover was makingeach time he pulled out and pushed in were thrilling. Slowly but surely, Ari began to increase his thrusts, pumping in and out of him in a rhythmic motion, moving faster and faster until he was grunting each time his balls slapped Eoghan’s taint. Eoghan held his arms steady, pushing back to meet each of Ari’s thrusts until the sound of their fucking was bouncing off the walls in the room. He curled his fingers into the sheets, holding on as his lover leaned back, changing the angle.

And then…bliss. “Oh, God!” His head hung between his arms as the pounding went on, barely able to draw in breath as Ari’s different angle meant he hit his prostate with every deep penetration. “Again!”

Ari thrust his hips, nailing him over and over, chanting with each pounding.“Ah…ah…”he gasped. “You like that, baby?”

“God yes!” Eoghan shouted as he was pummeled from this new angle. With each of Ari’s thrusts, he felt himself getting closer and closer. He reached for his own cock which had gone only slightly limp as he’d concentrated on first the pain, and then the stretch. He circled it, taking himself in hand and bringing it back to full mast with several strong tugs. When Ari suddenly slowed his thrusts and then leaned over him, the heat from his larger body against his back felt insane.

“I need to see you when you come apart underneath me, Eoghan,” he whispered in his ear.

“Yes,” Eoghan hissed. He didn’t know what Ari meant and he didn’t care but when he abruptly slid out of him and backed up, Eoghan immediately felt bereft.

“Roll to your back and scoot to the end of the bed,” Ari ordered.

The command was so forceful, Eoghan found himself frozen in stunned disbelief as the box of condoms was swept off the bed by his lover. Ari looked down at him, standingbefore him with his large cock jutting straight out, making Eoghan wonder just where he’d found this porn star and how lucky he was to have lured him into his bed. Lube made Ari’s sheathed cock glisten in the low light of the room. But Eoghan didn’t have long to contemplate how gorgeous it looked before Ari bent, grabbed his ass, and dragged him to the end of the bed, clearly unwilling to wait for him to comply at his own pace. He immediately pushed his knees back to his chest.

“Hold them there, Eoghan,” he growled, leaning over him, taking his cock in hand, and pointing it right back to the place he’d just been, sliding inside as Eoghan grabbed his knees. Eoghan blew out another breath as Ari leaned over and braced his arms on either side of him before leaning down to kiss him. The movement was awkward with his knees between their bodies but the slide of Ari’s tongue and the desperate whimper he made when he bottomed out inside him, was worth any awkwardness. Ari was simply a walking wet dream and the way he fucked was as effortless as any lover Eoghan had ever had.

He thrust his hips, starting up a pounding rhythm as he pulled away from his lips and looked down at him. His eyes appeared gold in the light, and Eoghan was powerless to look away from him as they stared at each other. Along with the overwhelming lust he saw reflected back at him, he recognized kindness and caring, something he’d never seen in Kellen’s eyes…or for that matter, any man he’d ever fucked. Given their circumstances, Eoghan realized he was finding it very hard not to fall too quickly or too deeply for this man when he wanted to do just that. He somehow innately sensed his heart would be safe in Aristotle Brown’s hands.

Ari grunted with each pump and the sound of the virile man fucking him was so overwhelmingly sexy, Eoghan was having a hard time holding back. He was going to come…sooner than he anticipated. He let go of his knees, wrapped his legs around Ari’s waist, and reached for his cock, stroking it in rhythm to Ari’s thrusts. The man in question leaned back just far enough to watch where they were joined, before flicking his gaze up to meet Eoghan’s eyes.

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