Page 9 of Hold my Reins

Lynck was unable to look away. Usually, a human did as asked and put his ass in the air, ready to be fucked. As if they wanted the monster dick without looking at the monster.

Rox wasn’t like that, and Lynck wanted to drown in his blue eyes as his tongue traced a wet line along the underside of his shaft. The smudged eyeliner and messy hair did nothing to change that opinion. From the moment Rox had opened the door, Lynck had wanted to touch him and kiss him. The draw had been instant.

Dangerous.

He shouldn’t have asked him to keep the top on, but there was something about the way it looked on him that appealed. Maybe it was the way it pretended to cover his skin while drawing attention to it.

“So, ah…um…are there any monster safe sex things I should know about?” Rox’s breath swept over the head of his cock.

Lynck pushed him back onto the bed. “No.”

He leaned over him to take another kiss, loving the way his mouth opened so readily. Another time, he’d let him explore further with his tongue. He shouldn’t be thinking of next times.

Guys got their fill of monster dick and moved on.

“Not unless you have concerns about tentacles or barbs or?—”

Rox flinched. “What?”

“I don’t have them, but some monsters do. You should check before you get this far.” Unless Rox planned to find the weirdest dick. “Though if you are into that?—”

“No. I’m not. Fuck. Barbs would hurt.”

“Some people like that.” And it wasn’t his place to judge. He rolled his hips, letting the head of his cock drag over Rox’s belly. Over the dark line of hair that ran from his navel to cock until he was frotting against him.

“I like that.” He pushed up onto his elbow to take another kiss, his tongue thrusting into Lynck’s mouth in counterpoint to Lynck’s movements.

Was that a keep going because he’d changed his mind?

With a groan, Rox pulled away, but he didn’t lie back. His gaze was fixed between their hips. Lynck glanced down, watching his gray cock slide against Rox’s ruddy length. A bead of pre-cum slid out of Rox’s slit, and Lynck dragged his cock through it, smearing it over them both, which caused another pearl to slide free. A shiver traced along his spine and the pretty sight.

Unable to resist, he drew back, dropping to his knees on the floor, and lifted Rox’s legs so he had access to his ass.

“Ah…” Rox wriggled. “Lube.” A bottle landed on the edge of the bed.

Their eyes met. “I wanted to taste you first.”

Both of Rox’s eyebrows lifted.

Lynck waited a heartbeat for him to say something, then leaned in and swiped his tongue over his hole and his balls.

“Fuck.” Rox flopped back onto the bed.

“You don’t like it?”

“Yes. I do. But I don’t expe—” The word dissolved into a groan as Lynck gave him another lick.

It was far too easy to make him squirm, his dark blue fingernails digging into the white sheets with every sweep of his tongue. Lynck wanted to feel those nails digging into his skin. His cock throbbed for attention. Would Rox buck and writhe as he was fucked?

He wanted to know what it would be like to do more than fuck him. To learn his body until he could play him to climax with exactly the right touches. He rocked back and grabbed the lube, slicking his cock.

Rox panted, but his grip on the bed eased.

Lynck traced the now soft ring of muscle and fucked him with one finger, sliding over that spot that humans had.

“I’m going to come if you keep going.” His belly was already smeared with pre-cum.

Lynck smiled. “That’s the point.”

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