Authors: Susan Laine

Hunter's Moon (21 page)

BOOK: Hunter's Moon

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Gabe’s hips stuttered as his whole essence paused to drink in the sight of his mate’s smile. There it was again—the unspoken declaration of love. They both felt it, felt the emotion encompass them, surround them, seep into their very bones. Gabe had never felt so engulfed in love, and though the word would remain unspoken between them for a while longer, it was there, in the air, hovering. They would grab it together when the time was right.

“Me too. Like nothing else matters. ’Cause, you know, this mating is all we’re ever going to get. This one chance at true happiness. Just you and me.”

Holding onto the backs of Kieran’s knees, Gabe pushed them closer to Kieran’s chest until the man’s hips left the grass and he was all but bent in half. Hot precum trickled from his leaking cock, down between his eight-pack and pecs, to pool at the tiny indentation just below his wildly bobbing Adam’s apple. Nudging himself closer, Gabe pounded into his lover’s pulsating channel, and Kieran half moaned, half chuckled, as if surprised by the pleasant sensations anal sex was making him feel.

Using his hands on the ground as leverage, Kieran began to shove his ass back on Gabe’s cock, matching every push in and drag out with a thrust and a yield of his own.

“Fuck, that feels amazing,” Kieran said, grinning, his eyes closed, bliss blanketing his face. “So fucking good.”

Gabe smiled in return, even though Kieran couldn’t see it. “Next time it’s your turn to fuck me then.”

Kieran’s eyes shot open and widened to the point of popping out. His pupils were large and dilated, dark and unfocused with lust. He licked his parted lips, making them glisten red and luscious. Panting, he did nothing but nod in acknowledgement of this certain future event. A near-future event, the gesture seemed to promise, and Gabe’s heart and mood soared, like his body, high on sex, practically lifting off the ground.

Unable to see the point where their bodies merged from his position, Kieran brought his right hand to his swollen, heavy, bright-red-tipped dick and started to pump so fast his hand was just a blur of rushed movement. Gabe knew Kieran was close to the edge, and so was he, hanging on by a thread. He would have wanted to prolong this, their first time together, but one could only take so much stimulation—and Kieran pushed all his buttons.

Rocking in and out gently was no longer on the table, so Gabe increased his pace and fucked Kieran with all his might, feeling the strain on his thighs and arms, the clench and twist of his belly, the buildup of pressure in his prick cozily lodged within the confines of his mate’s willing body.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Gabe. Let me come already.”

Kieran’s hiss was almost desperate. Gabe doubled his efforts.

His skin tingled all over and his balls drew so taut he feared they might get sucked into him. Grunting, Kieran shivered, his body convulsing and his hips jerking erratically, and suddenly thick ropes of cum erupted from the slit of his cock. To Gabe, Kieran had never looked so beautiful as he did now, writhing and moaning, pumping hot white seed all over his chest, neck and face. As much as Gabe wanted the same—to mark and claim his mate by shooting all over his skin—right now he needed to come inside Kieran more.

“I’m coming,” he whispered huskily, not finding any strength or breath within to raise his volume. Kieran might have muttered something like “oh yeah” or “about fucking time,” but Gabe could not be sure, as the roar of blood and the beating of his heart deafened him.

And then he climaxed, thrusting into Kieran’s ass as deep and hard as he could, spilling jets of cum into the dark channel quivering around him, as it clamped down on his cock periodically as the last shudders of orgasm wracked Kieran’s body. As though his balls had become a bottomless fountain of cum, Gabe felt his cock spasm endlessly, pushing out every last drop he had to give, until he was utterly depleted.

Spent and worn, he let go of the death grip he had on Kieran’s thighs, knowing there would be bruises there tomorrow. With a profound sigh, Kieran dropped limply to the ground, his legs open loosely, his chest heaving, his body still quaking. He looked edible still, Gabe thought as he dropped out of Kieran and sat back on his haunches, his still half-hard dick wet and flagging over his thigh, throbbing just enough for him to know that he had just had one hell of a ride—and that more awaited him in his future with Kieran.

As weary as he felt, there was a dish served in front of him, and he was not about to turn down that delicious still-hot meal. Leaning over Kieran again, he licked and lapped over his lover’s cum-soaked skin, swiping every drop on his tongue, the briny juice exploding on his taste buds. From the splattered droplets on Kieran’s cheeks to the rivulets running down his chest, Gabe devoured it all, needing to own every piece of his mate.

With heavy-lidded eyes, Kieran watched him, petting his neck and stroking his dark-blond hair. “No girl’s ever done
that
for me.”

The image of his mate having sex with girls passed through Gabe’s imagination, like a shadow on a sunny day, but when he looked up and saw Kieran’s hesitant, but completely sated and perfectly happy smile, he knew that was the past talking—and it no longer mattered. “I’ll do it for you every time, Kieran. And I’ll do way more too. I’m going to do things to you that you have no name for.”

Kieran chuckled, his mirth a wondrous sight for Gabe who had feared there might be regret in Kieran after the deed was done. But there was none. So, with a satisfied sigh, Gabe landed on the grass on his back next to Kieran, letting his heartbeat slow down with the foreknowledge that they would soon make love again. This was not the end, but the beginning.

“Pop goes the man cherry….”

Sputtering out an uncontrollable burst of laughter, Gabe nudged Kieran playfully, not having expected such a ridiculous comment from his now deflowered mate. “Oh, my God…. You’re unbelievable.”

Snickering, Kieran took a deep breath. “So, that’s what sex is like with a guy….”

Now it was Gabe’s turn to chuckle. “And… how was it?”

Kieran shrugged. “It wasn’t half-bad.”

Gabe shook his head, quietly laughing. “Such a ringing endorsement.”

“Oh, all right, you fucking stud. It was fan-fucking-tastic, okay?” Kieran shoved Gabe on the arm playfully.

Gabe retorted teasingly, “Well, you were pretty okay too.”

With a feigned outraged expression on his face, Kieran growled. “What the fuck? I was freaking awesome, I’ll have you know.”

Gabe sighed happily. “I guess. Um, babe, we really need to talk about your cussing—”

Now there was genuine force behind Kieran’s punch from his elbow. “You know, I’m not getting the sexy vibe with that particular endearment,
partner
, as I keep seeing pigs instead of you. And what the hell are you on about my cursing anyway? If you think I’m just going to roll over like some obedient puppy to conform—”

Chuckling, Gabe kissed Kieran silent under the pale hunter’s moon.

About the Author

S
USAN
L
AINE
,
a Finn through and through, was raised by the best mother in the world. She told her daughter time and again that she could be whatever she wanted to be. However, it took Susan until her thirties to find the spark for serious writing by discovering the gay erotic romance genre which is what she mainly writes today.

Her formal education revolves around anthropology, but she wishes to be a full-time writer sooner rather than later. Susan enjoys hanging out with her sister and friends in movie theaters and bookstores. Her other pastimes include walking, swimming, and fantasizing about sizzling hot manlove. Some of her likes are Lady Gaga, chocolate, and doing the dishes, and a few dislikes are sweating hot summer days, tobacco smoke, and purposeful prejudice.

Visit Susan’s website at http://www.susan-laine-author.fi/

or write her an e-mail at [email protected].

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USAN
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AINE

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