Page 39 of Faeheart
I pulled back just enough to speak, my voice rough. “I can feel everything you feel. Every place you want me to touch, every way you want me to move.” To demonstrate, I traced my tonguealong the sensitive spot just beneath the head of his cock, exactly the way I could sense he craved.
Wild’s back arched off the bed, a broken sob escaping his lips. Through our bond, I felt his pleasure so intensely it was almost overwhelming, but I also felt his growing need for something more.
“Elias,” he gasped, tugging gently at my hair. “Come here. I want to touch you, too.”
I reluctantly released him, crawling back up his body to capture his lips in another searing kiss. He could taste himself on my tongue, and the knowledge sent another surge of arousal through both of us.
His hands moved to my remaining clothes, stripping them away with practiced efficiency until I was lying there naked on the bed, my overexcited cock leaking pre-cum all over my belly.
Wild’s eyes went wide as he took in the sight of me, his gaze traveling slowly from my face down to where my cock lay hard and aching against my stomach. Through our bond, I felt his appreciation, his hunger, and something deeper that made my heart race.
“Beautiful,” he whispered, his hands skimming over my chest, my sides, learning the contours of my body with the same reverence I’d shown him. “Absolutely perfect.”
When his fingers finally wrapped around my shaft, I couldn’t hold back the moan that tore from my throat. The sensation was unlike anything I’d ever experienced, not just his touch but feeling his satisfaction at my response through our connection.
“So responsive,” he murmured, stroking me slowly, deliberately. “I like that.”
Another wave of pleasure from Atlas and Caden crashed through us, and I could sense they were fucking now, Caden riding his werewolf mate with everything he had. They weren’t far from climax. And the knowledge that our bondmates werelost in their own passion just down the hall only intensified everything between Wild and me.
“I want to taste you too,” Wild said, his voice husky with desire. “But first...” He guided me down until we were lying on our sides, facing each other. “I want to try something.”
His hand found mine, our fingers interlacing as he positioned us so our cocks were pressed together. When he wrapped both our lengths in his grip, the sensation was so intense I saw stars.
“Feel that,” he breathed against my lips as he began to stroke us both. “Feel how perfect we fit together.”
The friction was exquisite, made even more intense by the feedback loop of our shared pleasure. Every sensation was doubled, tripled through our bond until I was drowning in it. Wild’s free hand cupped my face, keeping our foreheads pressed together as we moved against each other.
“I can feel everything you’re feeling,” I gasped, my hips rocking into his touch. “It’s too much, it’s intense, it’s?—”
“I know,” he whispered, his own breathing ragged. “It’s like we’re sharing the same body, the same pleasure.”
Through our connection, I could sense his building climax, could feel the coil of tension in his core that matched my own. The knowledge that we were going to cum together, that I would experience his orgasm as intensely as my own, sent me spiraling toward the edge. Then I felt Atlas cum, filling Caden to the brim, triggering Caden’s orgasm at the same time.
“Wild,” I panted, my voice breaking. “I’m going to?—”
“Yes,” he breathed, his strokes becoming more urgent. “Cum with me, Elias. Let me feel it.”
When my climax hit, it was like nothing I’d ever experienced. My vision went white as pleasure crashed through me in waves, amplified and reflected through our bond until I couldn’t tell where I ended and Wild began. I felt his release as clearly as myown, his cry of my name mixing with mine as we came together, our releases coating our stomachs and his hand.
For a moment, nothing seemed to exist except this mutual pleasure buzzing between all four of us at the same time. Even though we were in different rooms, it was like we’d all had some sort of strange telepathic orgy. But as I opened my eyes and saw Wild above me, I felt something different. It wasn’t just lust or pleasure. It was… gratitude.
“You’re welcome,” Wild whispered, feeling my emotions through the bond. “It was an honor being your first.”
“But…” I began, feeling suddenly embarrassed and a little ashamed. “We didn’t even do anything…”
“Just because you didn’t fuck me doesn’t mean it wasn’t sex,” Wild chuckled. “Sometimes it’s just blowjobs or frotting or chains and whips. And sometimes it’s getting bred like a fuckpig against a tree.”
My mind reeled at this sudden onslaught of words I didn’t quite understand. However, their connotations were clear through my bond with Wild. I knewexactlywhat he meant.
“I… I don’t know if I’m ready for all that,” I said at last. “I just… thank you.”
“Don’t worry,” Wild grinned, kissing me once more. “We’ve got lots of time to practice.”
“So… does this mean we’re…” I couldn’t bring myself to finish my sentence.
He paused for a moment, looking me over. For a moment, I felt a bright pulse in his belly, but it was quickly dampened.
“It’s just sex, Elias,” Wild said at last. “That’s all. It doesn’t have to mean anything.”
