Free His Bacon Sundae Werewolf by Angelique Voisen Page A

Jules’s arms and began tying
them over his head with his make-do ropes.
    It didn’t help
Pat’s control that Jules had to say, “Aw damn, Pat. That’s fucking hot.”
    “Talk some more
and I’m stuffing a gag into your mouth.” Pat could easily see that statement
made the other man’s cock only harder. With Jules’s hands no longer in the way,
Pat resumed his task. He kneeled between Jules’s legs and ran a finger down the
length of his mate’s inner thighs.
    Jules groaned.
“The gods be damned, Pat. How long do you intend to tease me?”
    “Be quiet while I
enjoy myself.” If Jules kept shuddering every time he said something like that,
Pat wouldn’t be able to resist himself from tormenting the other man whenever
they had sex.
    “Just relax, it’s
my turn to return the favor,” Pat coaxed and Jules let out an eager whine when
he realized Pat’s intent.
    Keeping Jules’s
legs firmly apart with his hands, Pat lowered his head to his mate’s now fully
erect cock. Jules’s legs trembled the moment Pat merely licked away the pre-cum
on the head of his shaft. The other man bucked and moaned above him as Pat
began to lick Jules’s aching and throbbing cock with slow and deliberate
strokes.
    Like the kiss
before, Pat took his time experimenting and exploring every inch of his mate’s
splendid cock. First, Pat trailed his teeth, lips and tongue over each of
Jules’s balls, taking each of them into his mouth and sucking on them with
relish. By the time he reached Jules’s cock, the other man’s pleading and
begging had increased in pitch and intensity.
    “Please…by the gods,
you fucking bastard!”
    “If you suddenly
come while I’m still rewarding you Jules, I’m going to have to punish you.”
That did it. Pat removed his mouth in time when Jules’s body shuddered and
finally climaxed. Desire stirred in Pat’s own hardening cock at the sight of
his mate releasing strings of cum all over his chest and belly.
    “Fucking hell…”
Jules breathlessly whispered, groaning as he emptied himself. His eyes froze as
he caught Pat’s disapproving look.
    “Had your fun?”
    Jules nodded, and that
arrogant grin was back on his face. “So, ready to fuck me now, handsome?”
    In answer, Pat
gripped his thighs apart again, using his supernatural strength to hold them
captive. “Behave.”
    Pat lowered his
head and let his lips trail on the other’s man inner thigh. Pat closed his
mouth on a particularly nice spot and bit. He bit hard enough to draw blood.
    “Oh fuck.” Jules
groaned in appreciation above him.
    Taking that as a
sign of encouragement, Pat left a trail of more bites down the length of both
of Jules’s inner thighs. The sight of his teeth marks on the other man made him
smile down possessively at his bound and happily squirming mate. Jules was, not
surprisingly, hard and erect again.
    “Now I’m ready to
fuck you.” Pat hurried into the bedroom to get his lube.
    Damn. Perhaps he
should start carrying it more often now. When he got back, Jules was waiting
for him. Just not in the position Pat he’d expected.
    “You made me wait.”
Jules turned his head to smirk at Pat, displaying himself quite lewdly.
    His sweet ass was
now facing Pat and he was on all fours, his wrists still tied.
    “Quite a feat,”
Pat said, impressed. He palmed Jules’s firm and tight ass, laughing when Jules
wiggled it suggestively at him.
    “Fuck me. Please?”
Jules added, letting out a gasp when Pat experimentally slid a finger into his
tight asshole.
    “I will. Behave.”
Pat spread the lube generously into Jules’s asshole.
    It didn’t help
that Jules groaned and wriggled as Pat loosened the muscles of his ass and
prepared him for his access. When he was ready, Pat readied himself and spread
Jules’s ass cheeks apart. Before his mate had a chance to say another pert
remark, Pat slid himself in one thrust effortlessly into Jules. Jules gasped.
    “Too
fast?” Pat asked with concern.
    “Fuck no. You