Taniwha Dreaming by Jack Byrne

Author:Jack Byrne [Byrne, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63476-329-5
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2015-09-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

MARK AWOKE the next morning, sore and sated. He heard the raucous yammering of a flock of kookaburras down by the creek, a familiar sound in the early mornings in the bush. He tried to move, but realized Jim was still lodged firmly within his body. He felt a filling sensation and realized Jim was swelling within him, which was what had probably woken him up. Mark smiled and closed his eyes, drawing Jim’s arms closer around him and rocking slowly up against Jim. Jim murmured something contented and gave a thrust into Mark that was too quick and hard to be conscious.

“Ohh,” Mark said at the delicious, sharp ache of that thrust into an overused body.

“Mark,” murmured Jim, but his body tightened up and stilled. Mark realized that Jim must have felt himself within Mark’s body.

“Oh God,” murmured Jim. “What a way to wake up.”

Mark reached carefully up around Jim’s butt and sank his fingers into the muscles there, not pulling but digging them in so Jim tensed his body, causing him to thrust down into Mark again. Jim’s erection had filled rapidly and was now hardening fast.

“Fuck,” whispered Jim reverently. He rocked himself in and out of Mark several times, slow and languorous.

“Language,” chided Mark without sting.

Jim chuckled and this time gave a powerful, deep thrust into Mark. Mark rolled his body up against Jim’s to bring him fully inside and said, “Mmmm.”

They continued to make love with slow, rolling thrusts that brought a steady building pleasure. Mark wondered if their bodies had been doing this in their sleep all night and closed his eyes and leaned back on the swag as the thought turned him on at a deep level.

“You all right?” asked Jim.

“Yes,” whispered Mark. He clenched his body around Jim.

Jim’s mouth fell open, and he gave a ragged half breath.

“I’m fine,” Mark said and released Jim only to do it again.

“You’ve done this before,” whispered Jim.

“Mmmm. Push,” Mark said, raising his hips again. Jim did so, bringing him deeper again within Mark. Jim swallowed hard and began to thrust in earnest with deep, slow, regular thrusts.

Mark whispered seductively, “Only not with anyone so well endowed.”

Jim smiled dismissively, but his thrusts became harder and faster.

Suddenly Mark froze, looking at a small dark ring, not much bigger around than a finger, that had appeared on the wall of the tent above Jim’s head.

Another circle appeared beside it, then another and another.

Jim reacted to Mark’s suddenly rigid body and turned to follow where Mark was looking, and he too froze and whispered, “Shit.” They recognized the rings for what they were—gun muzzles pushed against the canvas of the tent.

A loud, harsh voice from outside said, “Come out with your hands in the air.”

Mark and Jim looked at each other, and Mark whispered, “Damn them all to hell.”

Jim’s eyes were wide and lost, so Mark called out, “At least let us get up and decent first!”

“I give you thirty seconds to get dressed and come out, or we start shooting.

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