Page 44 of The Librarian’s Familiar

August stared down at him, eyes dark, and Charlie licked along his length. “Why don’t you lie back?”

“Then I can’t watch.”

“It’s not your dick I’m going to be licking.”

“Oh. Good thing I showered.”

“You came around wanting to be fucked, and since you like efficiency, I’m going to guess you showered really well.”

August’s cheeks reddened, and his beard couldn’t hide it. “I was being polite.”

“Then lie back and enjoy your reward for being both polite and efficient.” He gave August a gentle nudge, and he lay back on the bed.

Charlie spread August’s thighs and lifted them up to expose his hole. August got on board with the plan and grabbed his legs. Charlie grinned and kissed the back of August’s thigh, giving him time to get used to someone being right there. When he didn’t flinch, Charlie continued with his small kisses and licks until he was able to lick a line from hole to balls.

August sucked in a breath, and his thighs tensed. Charlie slowed down, lavishing attention on August’s balls before slowly making his way down to tease his hole. Kissing and licking, tracing the rim before applying the slightest bit of pressure to fuck him with the tip of his tongue.

August’s grip on his thighs tightened, fingers digging into his skin, and he moaned through what sounded like clenched teeth. Like he was afraid that someone would hear him enjoying himself.

Charlie couldn’t imagine living like that, not for years but decades. August had been hiding since he was a teenager. And not only hiding that he was gay but also that he was a shifter. On their own, they were both weighty secrets, but together they would have crushed a lesser man.

Perhaps that’s why August wasn’t afraid of the bond. He was grateful that he could finally be seen and stop hiding. Because if the bond remained, there would be no secrets between them. They’d have to come to terms with the way their magics intertwined.

He gripped August’s ass cheeks, using his thumbs to spread his hole, spearing his tongue into him.

“Fuck, mmm…” August’s hips lifted. “This doesn’t feel like a reward. It feels like torture.”

“I don’t need to be a shifter to be able to tell how much you’re enjoying it.”

“Yes.” He swallowed another groan. “But I want more than your tongue.”

Charlie pressed two fingers into him. The lube was still on his bedside table, so he wasn’t going to do more than that. He hooked his fingers and nuzzled at his balls, enjoying the way he squirmed and gasped.

“I’m going to come if you keep doing that.”

“Sounds terrible.” He worked his way up to his cock, which had leaked on his belly. He lapped up the spilled pre-cum, before turning his attention to the head. He stroked the length and teased the head, wanting to watch him fall apart.

“Please, fuck me. You can take your time and pull me apart when I’m not so…”

“Desperate?” Charlie offered. He sucked August’s cock, sliding down until his lips met his hand.

His head tipped back. “Please. Yes. Please.”

He released August’s cock, letting it slap against his belly, and slid his fingers out of his ass. “Since you asked so nicely. Wriggle up the bed a bit.”

Charlie stood and grabbed the lube, slicking his cock and watching as August moved. August tracked the motion of Charlie’s hand with greedy eyes.

“Do you want a pillow under your hips?”

August grabbed one and made himself comfortable, his legs falling open. Charlie crawled between them, kissing his inner thigh, his belly, ribs, and chest. “Are you sure you still want this?”

August wrapped a big hand around the back of Charlie’s neck and dragged him in for a kiss that didn’t need to be interpreted. His hunger was pulsing through the bond as August’s legs hooked around his hips as if he had no intention of ever letting Charlie get away.

He managed to get his hand between them to adjust his dick, so it pressed against August’s hole. For a couple of heartbeats, he didn’t move, giving August another chance to change his mind. August’s heel dug into the back of his thighs, like he was done waiting, and Charlie thrust in slowly. The heat of August’s body wrapped around him, stealing his breath.

Fuck.

August moaned into his mouth. “Don’t stop.”