The Biker's Pup by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael [Michael, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
Published: 2014-01-09T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Nicky was beginning to feel like he was in a dream—like this whole thing between him and Whip was some weird fantasy that he’d invented because he needed someone so much. That wasn’t really a problem, though. The problem would come when he had to wake up.

He never had anyone treat him so well—like his opinion mattered, like his needs mattered. Whip was something special, and he was beginning to worry about losing the best thing that happened to him in years. Worse than that, he worried about what happened if Whip decided to keep him. What if he screwed this wonderful thing up badly?

The big hand on his hip shifted, petting him. He leaned back, pushed into the touch.

“Mmm. Pup.”

He wasn’t even sure if Whip was still asleep or not. It didn’t matter, though. He stroked Whip’s fingers, tracing them. Then a soft kiss to his neck proved that Whip was indeed awake.

“Hey.” He barely gave breath to the word.

“Yeah, hey.” Whip licked his earlobe then bit it gently. It was still sharp and surprising, but it didn’t hurt.

His cock jerked, the sting making him ache. Whip pressed closer, body hard and hot, muscled. Nick could feel the heavy cock sliding against the cleft of his ass.

“Want you, pup.” Whip’s voice was still thick with sleep and it went straight to his balls.

“Yes, Sir. Please.” He nodded, drew one leg in front of the other.

A slick finger pushed into him, moved inside him. He rolled back, begging for it, for more of those touches. Another finger pressed in with the first, Whip spreading them apart, making sure he was stretched. He rode those two fingers, moan bubbling up in the center of his chest.

With his other hand, Whip reached under him, fingers curling up to stroke at his belly. The touch was gentle, sweet. Delicious.

Whip’s fingers pulled away, returned a moment later as three, the slight burn a beautiful, delicious contrast to the movement on his belly. Nick’s eyelids went heavy, his lips parting with his need.

Whip found his gland on the next push of his fingers, hitting it almost gently.

“Oh…” His body rippled, a deep moan escaping him.

“Right there.” Whip touched it again.

“Yes.” The caress came over and over, sliding over him and making him whimper.

“I could make you come like this. With just my fingers. You’re my pup and I can do anything I want to you. Anything.” When Whip said it, it sounded like the best promise ever, not frightening.

He wasn’t sure why, but he’d be grateful for it. “Yes, Sir.”

“This morning I’m going to do it. I’m going to make you come from this, from my fingers.” The light touches never grew stronger, and his body began to buzz. “I’m loving the Carnival, but I can’t wait for us to be home, for me to be able to do every damn thing I can think of to you.”

“I keep thinking this is a dream.” This sort of thing didn’t happen to people like him.

“No dream, pup.

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