Page 89 of The Last Kelpie

“Tonight?” Áedán scowled. “That's a long trip.”

“We'll make it by morning. Perfect timing.”

“You're coming too?” I asked.

“Yes, Agnes and Mei Lin will join us.” He nodded to the women. “Eleanor, you'll come out when you've finished preparing the exhibition. Mateo, you can join her when you've prepared the food.”

Caelum stood up. “Good luck, everyone. I will oversee the efforts of the Outreach Team from here.”

“Meet before the main hall in an hour,” Julian said.

All of us left to prepare. Áedán and I went to our room—it had ceased being mine—and packed. It didn't take us long. We ended up with forty-five minutes to spare. We grinned at each other.

Seconds later, we were naked and kissing. My hands roamed Áedán's body, noting how his muscles had enlarged. Even his shoulders seemed broader. His cool hands met the hot skin of my ass and kneaded as he ground our shafts together.

“Ethan,” he murmured against my neck. “I love you so much.” He leaned back to look at me. “Without you, I would have let myself fade.”

“Don't say that.” I pulled him down and pressed our foreheads together. “You're a fighter and a survivor. You would have—”

“I would have faded, and we both know it.” He nipped at my lips, his hands rubbing up my back to grip my shoulders. Then he pumped against me. “Now, I cannae see a future without you.” He stroked my face. “Ethan, I—”

“What?”

“I, uh, need to rut. Will you let me mount you?”

“Oh, fuck. Why does that sound so hot?”

He laughed as he turned me around.

I stopped him and went to my knees instead. “First, I want you to fuck my mouth.”

Áedán's eyes went wide. “What?”

“Take my head in your hands and fuck my mouth.” I grinned. “Please.”

“You want me to be rough?”

“Absolutely.” I shivered. “I'll loosen my throat for you. Go as deep as you can.”

Áedán's expression shivered with lust as he moved closer, close enough that the tip of his cock brushed my lips. “If that's what you want, who am I to deny you?”

He grabbed the base of his cock. Holding my gaze, he rubbed it over my lips, then pressed forward. I opened around him, groaning when his taste hit me. I'd been too afraid to ask for this with my other lovers, but with Áedán, I felt comfortable enough to tell him every desire I had. And confident in his ability to give it to me.

“Och, your hot mouth. It's so soft. Warm.” Áedán's hands went to the side of my head, gentle at first.

Then I sucked him deeper, my tongue pressing against the underside of his thick cock. He cried out, his hands clenching around my head, and thrust. Still, he stopped when he hit the back of my mouth and kept his thrusting to that depth. I let him adjust. Then I tightened my lips around him and pushed forward until I had all of him, a good two inches of him going down my throat.

“Oh, fuck! You braw lad,” he panted. “You're too good at that. I can't hold back.”

Áedán held my head still and slammed into my mouth. Over and over, he pushed down my throat, cutting off my air. I had to gulp breaths between thrusts, and my heartbeat kept time with it. I had never been so turned on in all my life. Looking up the length of his sculpted chest to see him lost to lust made my cock weep. I loved the feel of his tight grip, loved going limp so he could take me. All I had to do was suck him and relax my throat. It was utter bliss.

Then, with a roar, he came, spilling cool and sweet into my mouth. I swallowed as he continued to spurt, then sucked him clean when he withdrew. Panting and grinning, he pulled my face back to him.

“Dinnae be stopping now. We're far from done.” He rubbed his spent shaft against my lips.

After licking my lips, I sucked his spent flesh back into my mouth. With him stroking my hair, gentle this time, I worked him back to arousal. The feel of him hardening inside my mouth was a cherry on top of my Áedán sundae.

Suddenly, he pulled out, pulled me to my feet, spun me around, and bent me over the bed. “Stay there. Just like that, with your fat little ass high.”