Welcome to another free read Wednesday!
We’re back for the most recent addition to my new story, presented through the flash fiction group Wednesday Briefers.
Each week, the contributing members write a chapter/story with a maximum of 1000 words, trying to get the most out of the word limit. For me, it helps keep me writing when my schedule gets tight. Win/win!
Um… did we leave with Arad planting a big smootch on our favorite tiger DemiShou?
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Chapter 48
Roku froze to Arad movement, but warmed with little coaxing. The kiss was different—Roku’s lips weren’t human anymore, yet they found a rhythm of mouths and teasing licks to one another easily enough. Need sang inside Arad. For all their shared moments, this was a new experience. One Arad rarely allowed in his years hustling. Too intimate. Too personal. And now he’d had the first taste, he only wanted one thing.
More.
They separated, and Roku fixed his lidded gaze to Arad’s. “We shouldn’t be doing this. I could hurt you.”
“When you woke up, out of your mind, you managed not to hurt me.”
“But—”
Arad silenced Roku by whispering fingertips over his mouth. “You didn’t then. You won’t now. I don’t expect anything in return. I just want you. Stop making me wait for what we both need.”
With a brief nod, Roku lurched forward and claimed Arad’s mouth for his own. No tentative nibbles. Now that he’d given himself permission, he devoured Arad with full abandon. He didn’t even back off as he lifted Arad and stumbled out of the bridge. As long as he didn’t slam them into the wall, Arad didn’t care where they went.
The world spun and they fell, again not caring as long as Roku held him close. They bounced on the bed, now in the bedroom with Roku covering Arad with his body.
Taking strong inhales, Roku rubbed his face and chin along Arad’s neck and shoulder. “You’re so perfect for me. I’m sorry for making you wait.”
“Don’t be sorry. I think we both had to wrap our heads around it all. We’re here now.”
Roku’s sniffing caught in Arad’s collar and he suddenly sat up. Arad stayed confused only until Roku grabbed his shirt and yanked it over his head. It was still floating in the air when Roku attacked Arad’s shorts and divested of them just as quick. Arad’s head continued to spin when Roku jumped backwards long enough to unfasten his kilt and toss it aside. His ample member mesmerized Arad as it bobbed in concert with his racing heartbeat. Without warning, Roku pounced, rubbing his entire silky fur-laden body over Arad’s.
Less than a minute passed before Roku froze, pressing his forehead into Arad’s chest.“I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
“I’m rushing this, and I shouldn’t, but your scent… It makes me want things.”
Gripping Roku’s jaw with both hands, Arad raised his head and forced the tiger to look him in the eye. “Roku, c’mon… we’ve spent weeks doing foreplay. I think it’s okay for you to nail me now.”
Arad reached for the bedside drawer, but his hand came up short due Roku’s weight pinning him to the becd. Taking the cue, the tiger grasped the handle and jerked it open. Peering inside, he paused.
“Why do you have handcuffs in here?”
Arad flushed. “Shut up and grab the slick already.”
Roku chuckled and went back to work, unstoppering the bottle with one hand. It may have been a little while since anyone had been inside him, but Arad hadn’t forgotten how to relax, how to fall into the stretch as Roku worked one, then two big, slippery fingers down to the last knuckle. Desperation, experience, and impatience sped the process through three fingers.
Slathering a coat of gel on his length, Roku aimed for Arad’s needy hole. Arad raised his knees and shifted his hips, noting how eager he was, something he couldn’t remember being in years of encounters in Grey District.
Arad gasped as Roku rubbed the fat head in slow circles at his twitching opening, teasing, dipping it slightly inside. Roku knelt transfixed, watching the dirty display, until Arad bore down and drew him in. The wet length breached him, and Roku moved forward, slowly feeding him the entire beast.
When Arad had every inch, he exhaled hard. “Whoa. That’s a lot of dick.”
“Am I hurting you?”
Arad clamped down and forced a pleasurable grunt out of Roku. “Don’t even think of stopping. I’m not some blushing virgin you’re deflowering.”
A lecherous grin curled the edge of Roku’s mouth. “No, you are not, my captain.”
Curling his torso, Roku’s abdominals rippled as he pulled back, dragging that delicious piece of meat nearly out before sliding back in at the same luxurious pace. And repeat. And repeat. At his size, there wasn’t anyplace for his dick to go that didn’t rub Arad’s internal gland into an overstimulated nerve within minutes.
The craving intensified with each passing second as if it was a living thing that knew how close it was to getting what it wanted. It drove Arad to wrap his legs around Roku’s hips, pulling at him with every stroke to force the tiger to bottom out.
Drive him harder. Give me everything. Make him spill.
Roku’s words twisted within a growl. “I want to ruin you for anyone else.”
“Stop bragging and do it already.”
With that challenge, Roku rode Arad hard. Each thrust should have been paired with a noisy slapping of flesh, only to be softened by Roku’s rapidly dampening fur. Pleasure shocks ripped through Arad with each plunge, making him cry out uncontrollably. He’d never ached so badly before, he didn’t dare touch himself. Instead he held onto Roku’s neck and lost himself in the chaos.
With a feral roar, Roku buried his entire length and came, holding himself in place as the deep, flooding pulses left their mark, claimed their territory. Arad could feel the warmth spreading inside him and it triggered an unexpected wave of carnal bliss. It surged through Arad, like the greatest high he’d ever known, and his cock erupted between them untouched.
Breaths heaving, Roku rolled to his side without letting go, holding Arad down so they didn’t disconnect. The nagging craving quieted, and contentment bubbled all the way through to Arad’s fingers and toes. He hoped the next time would be as sweet at this. Every time.
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