Page 109 of Hyperspeed
On my next thrust, he opened his eyes, the small galaxies glowing as he looked at me. He released his legs and wrapped them around my waist, lifting a hand to trace my cheekbone with his finger. Then it curled behind my head, pulling me down to meet his lips.
The kiss was tender, filled with the words we couldn’t say.
Thank you for giving me this.
Thank you for trusting me.
Thank you for letting me in.
I broke the kiss, whispering, “Are you okay?”
Rev gazed up at me, dazed, his tail wrapped around my calf. When he rolled his hips experimentally, I groaned.
“Move, Kai,” he replied on an exhale.
So I did.
I settled into a steady rhythm, careful not to go too hard and hurt him. But stubborn as ever, Rev moved to meet my thrusts.
“I won’t break, Kai,” he growled, digging his nails into my skin. “Give it to me.Breedme.”
Gritting my teeth, I changed the angle of my thrusts, pegging his prostate. I smirked when he cried out.
“You want me to fill you, baby?” Drops of sweat fell from my nose, landing on his collarbones. “Want me to stuff you full of cum?”
“Yes! Fuck,” he mewled, back arching off the mattress. “Do it, like you promised.”
My thrusts grew harder, pushing deeper. I grabbed Rev’s legs and pushed them back until he was folded like a pretzel under me. I pulled out until just the head of my cock stayed buried inside, then slammed back in with fierce force.
The impact knocked the air from his lungs, and his hands flew back to slam against the headboard, using the leverage to push hard against me.
“Fuck, rookie,” I gasped.
My balls slapped against Rev’s cheeks, sweat tracing cold lines down my back. The heavy scent of sex hung thick in the air, while the wet rhythm of skin against skin became our soundtrack. His skin pulsed in shades of pink—soft bubblegum fading into deep magenta—so bright it almost blinded me.
My climax raced toward me like a vehicle tearing around the track, but I was desperate for Rev to cross the line before I did.
“Touch yourself, little comet,” I demanded. “I need you to come for me.”
Instead of using his hand like I expected, his tail slid over his abdomen and curled tightly around his shaft. Precum leaked from the slit, lubricating his own personal cocksleeve, and my brain short-circuited.
“Fuck,” he gasped. Rev tilted his head back, the muscles in his neck straining as I continued pegging his prostate. “Oh god, I . . . I-I’m—shit . . .Kai!”
He exploded, my name on his lips as cum burst from his cock. It covered his tail and his stomach, and some even hit his neck. I wanted to lick him clean, but I was too close. So closeto falling into oblivion.
“Kiss me,” Rev ordered, just able to breathe, curled in a ball while I pounded his hole.
The feeling of our lips meeting set me off, his wet tongue rubbing against mine. My hips stuttered, and my cock pulsed, flooding his ass as my orgasm hit me like a comet, the impact huge and earth-shattering.
My body went numb, and I released Rev’s legs, collapsing on top of him. My weight crushed him against the mattress, my face tucked into his neck, but Rev didn’t complain, just waited patiently for my breathing to even out. He wrapped his arms around me while I lay there like a dead weight, too exhausted to move.
“Fuck me,” I wheezed.
“Give me five minutes,” he mumbled, voice slurred.
I laughed into his neck. “Did you just make a joke?”
He huffed, smoothing his hands down my back. “I can be funny.”
