She did have Internet, surprisingly, dial-up if you please, so Mom showed her some sites listing banana labels.
You could say the evening was an educational experience for all of us.
Señora Maria put me and Ludo in a room with two single beds, which made us laugh. We closed and locked the door, then opened the windows to the incredible moonlight.
“I have no urge to bay at it,” he said as we stood staring up at it. “I just have to…I need to fuck you.”
His kisses turned hot and fierce quickly. We pushed the beds together. “What if they fall apart?” I joked.
“Then we fall together.” His intensity was still there. His passion and fire, it was all the way I needed it, craved it. The way I wanted it to be. He kissed my whole body as he undressed me, kissing what he called “free space” as he exposed me to the moonlight. He lay me across the beds, his mouth moving straight down to his favorite bits. He threw my legs open, pressing my knees up to my chest and began licking and sucking my ass.
The man in the moon’s cheese face stared down at me as I began to feel the pressure-pleasure building in my ass, spiraling up through my belly. I was on fire when he gently bit my ball sac, sucking the thin skin into his mouth.
What would it mean to not wake up to wolf hairs in our bed…the insanity of his cycles? Would he be the same? Different?
Ludo leaned back, stood, his face one of lust-fire, for me. He kept his gaze on my ass and cock. I grabbed my legs, pressing my knees closer to my chest. He dropped again to the floor, his moans stifled against my thighs as he suckled on me. His hand gripped my cock.
No sign of wolf claws.
Just wanton desire.
He couldn’t wait. He shoved me higher on the bed, got between my legs, and poised before entering me. His cock seemed thicker, hotter, harder than ever as he pushed it into me. I panted against the weight of him inside me, his cock thrusting with increasing force until he was fully in me. He grunted his pleasure and I almost came right there.
Ludo had never been more beautiful than in that moment, leaning back, fucking me, yet touching me with reverent fingers.
“Oh, my beautiful man. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for your heart.”
He fucked me hard and deep, but I wanted more. I wanted him the way I always came hardest. He sensed my desire and helped me roll over. He fought to stay in me, giving me back his cock as I got on all fours and begged for him to let me have it. We came together, my face turned to the moon.
Ludo was mine now…no longer at the whim of the ancient, second brightest object in the sky next to the sun. He was mine. All mine. As Ludo turned me over again, covering my face and neck in kisses and a few tears, I held him to me.
And not for the first time, I was grateful for my former wolf…my man…my lover.
Who was tame.
About the Author
A.J. Llewellyn’s obsession with myth, magic, love, and romance might have led to serious stalking charges had it not been for the ability to write. Thanks to the existence of some very patient publishers, A.J.’s days are spent writing, reading and dreaming up new worlds. A.J. Llewellyn’s obsession with myth, magic, love, and romance might have led to serious stalking charges had it not been for the ability to write. Thanks to the existence of some very patient publishers, A.J.’s days are spent writing, reading and dreaming up new worlds. AJ has definitely stopped Google-searching former boyfriends and given up all ambition to taste-test every cup cake in the universe to produce almost 200 published gay erotic romance novels. A.J. wants you to read them all. A.J. can be found lurking on Facebook and Twitter—part-time class clown being another occupation. When not writing or reading, A.J.’s other passions include juggling, kite-boarding, and spending a fortune buying upgrade apps for Pearl’s Peril and Farm Heroes Saga.
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