Page 60 of The Jorogumo

"Patience, my sweet mate."

Liam

The look on Haruto's face implied nothing good. It was his planning face, the look he got whenever he was cooking up ideas to drive me insane with lust so he could watch me fall apart and feed on my desire.

I loved and hated every minute of it, and I was eager to see what he'd do to me now.

Haruto kept watching me, his eyes sliding over me as he took his sweet time. I could almost feel his gaze on my skin, raising goosebumps as it brushed over my arms, over my chest, down my middle. My cock twitched when his eyes latched onto it, and I sucked in a breath, mentally begging him to touch me.

He leaned forward, and I exhaled in relief, except all he did was flip me onto my stomach like I was a ragdoll. With how easy it was, I might as well be.

"What?" I mumbled into the pillow, and Haruto shushed me softly as he finally touched me, his palms sliding down my back. I shivered as his smooth palms brushed over my slightly hairy back, feeling off-footed. We'd never done anything like this before, and I felt weirdly vulnerable.

As if sensing it, Haruto leaned closer, his body covering mine as his lips brushed my ear. "Okay?"

I could feel his bare chest against my back, and I nodded quickly, not wanting him to stop whatever he was planning to do. All I needed was a moment to adjust.

Humming happily, Haruto pressed a kiss on my ear, then one just under it. He trailed kisses over the back of my neck, nipping and sucking on the skin long enough that I knew he'd be leaving marks. I'd noticed he enjoyed doing that, leaving his marks on me. I liked them too. They made me feel like I belonged to him.

I shivered as Haruto's soft lips brushed against my spine, as he licked, sucked, and bit his way down my back, his fingers massaging my sides and sending sparks of pleasure to my cock, trapped as it was between my body and Haruto's webs.

"Shit!" I almost leaped out of bed as Haruto dug his teeth into the swell of my ass, pulling back to run his tongue over the spot he'd bitten to soothe the sting. I moaned into the pillow, rocking my hips as I searched for some friction.

Haruto tightened his grip on my hips, stopping my movement, and I groaned in frustration. "Haruto, please. You gotta—I need to—"

"Shh, I'll take care of you, sweetheart. I promise."

Burying my face in the pillow, I surrendered to my fate as he bit my other ass cheek, then soothed it the same way. He seemed determined to cover my skin with his marks, and as much as I wanted to come, I wanted that more.

His lips trailed down my thigh, dropping bites and sucking the flesh into his mouth. For once, I was glad for my bigger size because it gave Haruto even more space to leave his marks on. I knew most would be hidden under my clothes, but the idea of walking around with Haruto's marks decorating my body almost made me come.

I could feel him eating my lust every once in a while when I drew too close to my climax, and it was the best kind of edging I'd ever experienced.

Haruto's finger brushed over my hole, and I gave a full-body shudder, pushing back into his touch before stopping short. He'd said no penetration, and while I didn't know if that was for him or me, I didn't want to push his boundaries.

He gave a thoughtful hum, then leaned over me to whisper in my ear again, probably because he could tell how much that made my arousal skyrocket. "I think we might need to make a shopping trip one of these days. Get something I can put in that sweet, sweet hole of yours."

I blinked, turning to look at him through bleary eyes. Did he mean that?

"Really?" I asked, my voice thick and hoarse from all the sounds he'd ripped out of me.

"Oh yes. There are so many things I want to explore with you. Luckily, we have all the time in the world."

Moaning pathetically, I pushed my face into the pillow once more, groaning into it as Haruto slid down my body again.

I almost fell off the bed when I felt his tongue on my hole, but he only gave it a few licks before returning his focus to my thighs.

By the time he was finished with my legs and flipped me over again, my cock was red and covered in precum. I wrinkled my nose when my back touched the puddle of precum I'd left behind, but I quickly forgot about it when Haruto straddled me and claimed my lips.

His legs were on either side of me, the bulb under his torso pressing into my groin because he was scarily flexible. I rocked up into him as he kissed me, and he hummed.

Pulling back, he peered down at me, his dark eyes scanning my face as he rubbed his thumb over my lower lip. "Go ahead, Liam. Make yourself come."

Whimpering against his thumb, I rocked up into him. The underside of his torso was soft and yet firm, covered in fine hair that felt heavenly against my sensitive cock. I rocked up into him again and again as he kissed my neck, and when his teeth sank into my skin, I came with a shout, coating him with my cum as I fell apart under him.

Haruto pulled back, licking the skin he'd bitten before he sat up, his lips parted as he consumed more of my lust. He shifted over me, my cum squelching between our skin, and I moaned at the feeling.

"Fuck," I swore, watching as he crawled off, reappearing with my t-shirt in his hand. He used it to wipe me down, then took care of the wet spot under me before using a clean side to wipe himself off.

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