Marked Northern Shifters 1

head.
“Do you want me to touch you?” asked Josh.
“ Yes .”
“Good, because I’ve been dying to touch you for months. It hurt to think of you.” Josh bit Kir’s neck lightly and Kir gasped. “Did you ever think of me?”
“All the time.”
Josh smiled. He stroked under Kir’s arm while he licked the skin he’d nipped. “You taste like salt and Kir. Perfect. I remembered your taste, you know. I dreamed of it sometimes.”
A tear leaked out of Kir’s eye. He had always been emotional, as Josh had learned during their weeks together. He came back to catch the salty tear on his tongue, then laved Kir’s eye shut.
“You worry too much, just when you’re not supposed to,” said Josh.
“I’m sorry.”
“I don’t want you to be sorry. I want you to want me.”
“I want you, Josh.”
“I want to fuck you. Okay?”
“Yes.”
“You should check that I have condoms. God knows what Brad carried around with him.”
“I know you have condoms.”
Josh laughed, stroking Kir’s back, the shoulder blades, the muscles beneath skin, the dusting of dark hair. “You’re right, but you didn’t know. You just like to say yes, because I’m going to fuck your brains out.”
Kir raised his ass in invitation. Josh palmed Kir’s cheeks appreciatively, then stroked his legs before spreading them farther apart. “Stay like that, okay?”
“Okay,” said Kir thickly.
Josh smiled. “I love your voice.”
“My voice?”
“So sexy.”
Kir didn’t answer. Josh reached under to find Kir’s cock hard and dripping. “Have you slowed down any?” asked Josh.
“I don’t know.” Kir sounded bewildered by all this talk. He always came quickly, at least with Josh, and Josh didn’t know if that was a personal quirk or anxiety or youth. Though Kir, no longer the boy of twenty-two he’d first met, was twenty-five to Josh’s thirty-one.
“If you don’t know, Kir, who does?” Josh held Kir’s cock, gently squeezing it, running his fingertips over Kir’s slick head. Kir became even harder.
“You,” Kir managed.
“Remember sometimes we’d come together?”
Kir rested on his elbows now. “I don’t know if I can wait, Josh,” he pleaded.
“What do you want?”
Kir didn’t answer, though he was noisily inarticulate as Josh stroked Kir’s length in a rhythm that would bring release.
“I’ll tell you what I want,” said Josh and Kir groaned. “Exactly that.” Kir came, pumping into Josh’s hand, shuddering while Josh palmed Kir’s back with his clean hand.
“At least, that’s what I wanted first. Now, don’t move.” Josh collected Kir’s cum. Kir stayed still, shivering a little, ass raised, elbows braced, pleasure noises coming from his throat. Josh couldn’t remember anyone enjoying his attentions as much as Kir did.
Josh slathered Kir’s cum up and down Kir’s crack, then reached for the condom and rolled it up his length.
“Are you relaxed?” Josh touched the tip of his cock to Kir’s perfect hole.
“Please.”
“Oh, I want it, babe, you don’t have to ask.” Josh pushed in and Kir welcomed him, muscles relaxing to take him, throat humming, yes.
“You amaze me, Kir. You just let me in. No resistance. As if we belong together.”
Josh rested there, savoring the heat and the feel of Kir, filling Kir to the hilt.
“Are you comfortable?”
“ Josh. ” Not an answer, but it sounded good.
Instead of moving, Josh stroked Kir’s legs and lightly touched his balls and the seam down their middle.
“Josh.” Not a plea, just a statement.
“I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”
A brother’s vow. A lover’s promise. Both could put them all at deadly risk.
With Caution
© 2007 J.L. Langley
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