Page 27 of Mane Full Of Stripes
Apollo leaned close, his lips brushing Jost’s ear. “I’m not a one position shifter and I can’t wait for you to ride me, plus you’ll be in complete control.”
Jost’s lips parted, and he stared into those beautiful dark green eyes of Apollo. “I’d be in control?”
“Oh yeah. Nothing better than lying back and letting your partner go at the pace they want to.” Leaning close again, he whispered, “You could even cuff me if you want to.”
Jost gasped and tugged his hand free, then walked toward the shop. The image in his mind of a naked Apollo cuffed to his bed had him hard, and he needed some control because he knew Apollo would scent him and he would be embarrassed. When Apollo jogged up to him, Jost mumbled, “I like that.”
“Hmm. Me too, plus I’d be naked, and you could explore every inch of me.”
“You wouldn’t mind that??” Jost glanced at Apollo from under his eyelashes, seeing the wide grin on Apollo’s face. “You like that idea?”
“I’m older than you, and I’ve had a few partners. I’ve explored…” Apollo leaned closer, murmuring, “sex. When you’re ready, I get to explore with you. Find out what you like. Positions. Acts. Dominance. You might prefer to be in charge.” Apollo shrugged and took hold of Jost’s hand. “We learn together.”
They reached the shop before Jost could comment, and while Apollo bought their drinks, Jost found a table to sit at and considered what Apollo had said about sex. Him on top of Apollo, being in control. He liked that idea a lot, especially if Apollo was cuffed and couldn’t move in to dominate. Ugh, he had issues with sex, and he hated what Jenrick had done to him, but Jost was beginning to trust Apollo, and he wanted to have more than a few kisses. He wanted to touch Apollo, but he wasn’t sure if he should. He knew Apollo would let him, but what if he started something but couldn’t finish it? That wouldn’t be fair to Apollo.
“Hey? You okay?”
Jost looked up, realizing Apollo had come back with their drinks, and nodded. “I’m okay. Just thinking.”
“Good thoughts, I hope.” Apollo pulled a chair out next to Jost and sat, then picked up his drink and took a sip.
“About what we talked… you know.” Jost shrugged. “Positions,” he mumbled.
“I take it he was always on top?” Apollo asked quietly. Jost nodded. He hadn’t minded at first. He was an omega, so he never thought about it until he wanted to try something else. “I like variation.” Apollo leaned closer. “I can see you now. Sliding up and down on me, my hands on your hips, holding you, your head thrown back as you moan my name.”
“Shit, Apollo. You can’t say that.” Jost could feel his body heating up. The things Apollo said had him aching in need, and he shuffled in his seat. He bit his lip, then gasped when Apollo’s hand touched his thigh. He glanced up at him, wetting his lips, and Apollo ducked his head, kissing him softly. “Apollo,” he moaned.
“Later, mate.” He squeezed Jost’s thigh and Jost had to resist the urge to move Apollo’s hand higher. “What?” Jost knew Apollo would pick up on it and when he squeezed his thigh again, Jost whimpered and dropped his hand to cover Apollo’s. “Tell me.”
“I can’t…” Jost whined. He couldn’t say the words out loud, so he moved Apollo’s hand higher, glanced at Apollo, then back down at his drink. Apollo’s small finger stroked over Jost’s cock, causing Jost to gasp and his dick to jerk.
“I want to touch you, Jost. I want to taste you on my tongue.”
Jost looked up, his eyes growing wide. “You’d do that?”
Apollo frowned, then sighed. “Of course I would. There’s nothing better than pleasuring my partner.”
“I was told alphas didn’t do that.”
Apollo’s face hardened. “He lied, but are you surprised by that?” Jost shook his head. “When you’re ready, I want to do everything with you.”
“You do?” Jost’s wide eyes looked into Apollo’s as he nodded. “It wouldn’t just be me?”
“No, and I’m pissed someone used you that way. I love giving and receiving, and I can’t wait to feel you in my mouth. I could be kneeling on the floor while you sink in deep, stretching my lips around your hard cock.”
Whimpering, Jost pressed Apollo’s hand to his hard dick. Apollo rubbed him and Jost moaned. “Apollo.”
“Want me to suck you off later? Want me to sink to my knees in front of you and let you use my mouth? I want you to. It gets me all hot and hard thinking about you doing that to me.”
“You need to stop before I lose control.” Jost panted, his chest rising and falling quickly, but that didn’t stop him from rubbing Apollo’s hand on his dick. He didn’t want to stop, but they were in public, so he let go of Apollo’s hand and whispered, “Later?”
“When you’re ready.” Apollo moved his hand away, and Jost could tell he was adjusting himself. “How’s your drink?”
“I’ve not really tried it yet. Someone was distracting me.”
“That would be me.” Apollo grinned and Jost smiled back at him. “I like distracting you.”
“I think I like it too.” Jost sipped his hot chocolate but couldn’t resist looking at Apollo. God, his mate was gorgeous and Jost wondered if he was good enough for him, but fate wouldn’t have made them mates if she didn’t think so. Who was he to argue when Apollo looked the way he did and seemed to be a nice shifter? The beginning of their relationship was so different from his and Jenrick’s. Jenrick had been good-looking and attentive, but there had been something off, and Jost had ignored that inner voice telling him to go slow.
