The Werewolf with the Dragon Tattoo (The Werewolf District #1) by Marcy Jacks

Author:Marcy Jacks [Jacks, Marcy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

It seemed like now that they were finally together and didn’t have to sneak around during the night once a week, that they were both insatiable for each other.

Conner always knew that he couldn’t get enough of his mate, and he was always left sad and aching when Jules was forced to leave before sunrise to return to his pack, but now that the man was with him during these daylight hours, and they were able to be as loud as they wanted and didn’t have to stop, Conner realized just how much more he’d been desperate for a lover without even realizing it.

Making up for lost time he supposed.

Conner groaned as the heat in his body intensified, and he clutched at the blankets and quilts beneath him until his knuckles were white and shaking, pushing back against the tongue that was slowly thrusting in and out of his asshole.

Jules pulled him up onto his knees not too long ago. Conner had sort of lost track of time. He knew he was supposed to be keeping his ears open in case he heard someone prowling around outside. Two pairs of ears were better than one, Jules had said, but for the life of him, all he could think about was that slick intrusion and how awesome it had felt.

No one had ever done this to him before, and when he confessed that to Jules, the other man had wasted no time in positioning Conner and making him cry out for him.

“Fuck! Jules!” he gasped. He tried to get the other man’s attention, to tell him that he was doing so great, and that Conner didn’t know this could even feel so good.

It seemed like such a strange and even gross place for Jules to be putting his tongue, but the man hardly seemed to mind at all. In fact, he went about his business with the kind of vigor that suggested he was enjoying himself almost as much as Conner was, and it felt too fucking good to be embarrassed about it for long. He didn’t even mind that he wasn’t paying any attention to his dick, which was hanging hard and untouched between his spread legs.

Jules did massage Conner’s balls in his palm while he worked, however, and that was double stimulation enough.

It made Conner wonder what it was like, doing something like that. Would he be able to make Jules feel this good if Conner wanted to try it, too? Would he know exactly how to press his tongue inside that would make Jules yell out like this?

Then the tongue left him, and Conner felt empty without it. “What are you—”

He was cut off by his own low moan as something other than a tongue entered him, but it was still slick.

Christ, he needed to start thinking properly and get in control.

Fingers, that’s what it was. Slick fingers. Jules was lubing him up. The knowledge of what that meant only made served to make it feel even

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