Page 28 of Soulmates

A muffled cry came from Maddox as he dropped his head down to the crease of Jake’s thigh and groin, and he muttered, “Do not stop.”

Jake grinned and considered stopping anyway, just to tease Maddox, but he couldn’t resist and flattened his tongue against Maddox’s entrance again, spreading Maddox with his free hand, squeezing his ass gently before lightly kissing his hole and rubbing his stubble against the sensitive skin of Maddox’s cheeks. Maddox jerked away at that before pushing back with enthusiasm, moaning so loudly that Jake nearly came on the spot.

After a few long moments of riding his face, Maddox seemed to remember why he was down there and teased the head of Jake’s cock with his lips and tongue while Jake focused on massaging Maddox’s hole. He alternated kissing it while licking around the edges before going back to long, slow strokes.

Maddox struggled with Jake’s cock, probably distracted by what Jake knew were stellar rimming skills. Jake gave him a little break, rubbing his thumb around Maddox’s hole.

Maddox was working hard to fit Jake’s dick all the way in his mouth, gagging and sputtering as he tried to take it.

“Baby, slow down. You don’t need to deep-throat me for me to love it.”

“I can,” Maddox gasped.

“Not in this position. I love what you’re doing. It feels amazing.”

With a nod for his answer, Maddox parted his lips over Jake’s crown again, his slick fist sliding over Jake’s length.

Everything Maddox did to him felt like heaven, and Jake barely managed to stay on task under Maddox’s ministrations. Every part of Maddox was heaven. The taste of him on Jake’s tongue, the feel of Maddox writhing on top of him. It was every dream come true. His heart stuttered in his chest at the thought that he could have this. That he did have this.

Jake forced himself to focus back on his task, this time spreading Maddox’s legs farther, nudging each thigh apart until he complied. Maddox was wide open for him, and he went back in with enthusiasm, licking and laving and spearing his tongue inside Maddox, causing Maddox to jerk his head off Jake’s dick, panting heavily. Jake kept going, pushing his tongue in and out as Maddox loosened. He sucked his middle finger into his mouth to get it as wet as possible before continuing with his tongue while teasing around Maddox’s rim with his finger until he eased it inside Maddox.

Maddox tasted divine, like clean skin and man, and Jake loved it. Maddox whimpered, the blowjob forgotten as he rested his head on Jake’s thigh. A frisson went through Jake at having reduced Maddox to panting breaths and jerking movements.

He continued eating Maddox out, pegging his prostate with his finger while Maddox began to grind harder on Jake’s chest. He groaned louder and panted out a “yes, more, my Gods, yes” that was so sexy Jake caught his own breath as his world spun on its axis.

An especially loud cry from Maddox reverberated through the room, and Maddox’s body stiffened, his hole pulsing around Jake’s finger as he came all over Jake’s chest.

Jake once again almost came on the spot, his heartbeat thrumming heavily through every inch of his body.

Maddox shook with aftershocks. Jake ran his hand up and down his side, soothing him. Their bodies were both slick with sweat.

Maddox let out a few shuddery breaths before leaning in to resume the blowjob he had been so lovingly giving. Jake’s cock throbbed with want, but there was something he needed more. And something he needed to give Maddox. “Maddy, come up here. I want to kiss you.”

“But…”

“Trust me, I want you up here.” Nothing could be better in that moment to bask in Maddox’s pleasure. To show him he loved him. To show Maddox that his pleasure was enough to satisfy Jake.

Maddox turned, his eyebrows pulled together in confusion, but he maneuvered, despite the difficulty of their joined hands, and pressed himself against Jake’s side. Jake pulled him in for a kiss. Maddox sighed into Jake’s mouth, boneless and sated. Jake slipped his free hand to his own cock and started stroking, knowing he wouldn’t last more than a minute. “Can I come on you?”

“Please.” Maddox leaned in for a deep kiss, tongues winding around each other. Jake moaned into Maddox’s open lips, the combined taste of them sending him faster and faster toward release. His climax built at the base of his spine, and he involuntarily gripped Maddox tighter to him before coming long and hard, his whole body jolting, his come landing all over Maddox’s hip and side. Jake’s breaths came in desperate pants against Maddox’s smiling mouth.

Loud banging on their motel room door had both jumping and turning toward the sound. “If you two are done fucking, I’d like to get on the road and get some fucking coffee.”

Jake forced a deep breath. “Be right out!” Jake yelled back while Maddox laughed.

Chapter 20

Maddox pointedly chose sweats for the day. He took the first shift and hit the drive-through for their breakfast before winding out of town, southward-bound. Even after coffee, he was tired. Santiago and Jake made small talk, which was nice and normal-sounding in Maddox’s ears, and he let his mind drift to their current predicament.

They had another two days of driving before they made it to the Everglades and what he hoped was a solution. Professor Hooper’s words about Cricket before they left whispered in his memory. Cricket keeps to the old ways. Not scratch magic but older. Maddox hadn’t said anything at the time—not sure if the professors knew how much he knew already. But the name Cricket tracked with what he’d learned about entire groups of magic users who held to the belief that there was power in a name and, also, the same groups using code names and other methods to avoid being found. Maybe both things were true or only one. Maddox would bet on it being a code name. Everything he’d researched pointed to hidden networks and rebellions.

There was no doubt the system wasn’t fair and never had been. It gave so few magic users the level of education that Maddox had. And it wasn’t about who was most powerful. It was about who was in power in a class-structure sense. Even their known, school-taught history hinted at wars between groups, and only someone paying no attention could’ve missed that it was clearly battles between the classically trained and the scratch witches. The textbooks made it seem like the laws, registration systems, education systems, and everything else were done for the betterment of the magic community. But when you laid magic history over normal human history, it was clear as day. The oppressed fought the oppressor, and Maddox’s family and Jake’s and Santiago’s and all their friends’ families were the oppressors. That was the purpose of his research—he wanted to bring it down from the inside. He had since they were teenagers and he first felt the darkness of his father’s reach. He shuddered. He didn’t want to think about that until the current pressing crisis passed.

“Maddox!” Jake’s voice penetrated his thoughts as the Jeep shuddered over the gravel on the side of the road. Maddox jerked the car back on the road but overcorrected, and the Jeep spun around until it was facing back the way they came. It tilted ominously before it fell back to all four tires with a violent, bouncing thud that rattled the inside of Maddox’s skull.

“Shit! Gods, is everyone okay?” Maddox said.

“I’m fine,” Santiago replied.

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