Free A Wolf for Haru by Rebecca Brochu Page A

Haru. It’s not enough.”
    It was the only warning he got before Saitou’s mouth was on him. The raging heat surrounding his cock was so amazingly good that he could only manage a sharp breath and a choked cry. He shuddered with each pass and stroke of Saitou’s torturous tongue. He bit his lip at the fire that raced through him as teeth nibbled almost delicately at the sensitive underside. He did not think he could handle it for much longer. His hand was reaching down to tug at Saitou’s hair when suddenly the wolf seemed to swallow him whole and a scream of pure ecstasy was ripped from his throat. His vision blurred to white and for a moment, all he could hear was the sound of his own heart beating in his ears as he spilled himself into that devious mouth.
    It was a few moments before he came back to himself, eyes blinking rapidly as Saitou’s face swam back into focus.
    “I’ve never seen anything so delicious as the look on your face when you cum.”
    The wolf swooped down then and entangled Haru’s tongue in another sinful kiss. He could taste his own salty essence alongside the flavor that was uniquely Saitou and it only served to reignite his passion.
    Saitou, seeming to sense his mood, gently urged Haru onto his stomach and then up onto his knees with caressing hands and encouraging noises.
    Unable to help himself, Haru arched slightly, relishing the feel of Saitou’s solid chest pressing against his back. He felt himself begin to harden once again at the sensations invoked by the wolf’s cock nestling itself firmly against his ass and the teeth and tongue that were once again assaulting his ear and neck. He could not help his undignified whimper when they withdrew.
    Hands caressed their way down his back, palms firm and fingers trailing as if Saitou was determined to touch every part of him that he could. Haru found that he had no objections to the thought. He stiffened despite himself when a single long finger traced his hole and dipped slowly inside.
    “Relax,” Saitou purred. “I’ll make it good I promise.”
    The finger went deeper and Haru could feel himself beginning to stretch slightly. It was not painful, just odd and it burned a bit. He could not, in spite of this, suppress his slight whimper and uncomfortable squirming when Saitou slowly added another digit alongside the other. The wolf shushed him with comforting noises.
    “You’re so tight and warm. You’re going to feel wonderful clenching around my cock.”
    Those two fingers within him dug deeper and then seemed to curl and suddenly Haru saw stars as he keened and bit at his pillow to muffle his screams. Saitou worked him in earnest then, adding a third and then curling and scissoring his fingers until Haru was almost ready to beg and plead with him to just finish it.
    Slowly the wolf withdrew his digits and Haru moaned at the loss of them, the empty feeling within him rearing up and ready to devour him whole. He felt something thick and hot probing at his entrance in the next second and he was so very grateful that Saitou had no plans to leave him empty and yearning.
    It burned, an exquisite kind of pain that Haru knew would leave him aching later but it was worth it. He could feel himself stretching even further than before, could feel Saitou slipping into him inch by deliciously hard inch. Then they were one and it was beyond his ability to sit still. He squirmed, his hips pushing back into Saitou and the burning ache mixed with pleasure that raced up his spine prompted him to do it again.
    The wolf moaned loud and ragged and it was the most addictive sound Haru had ever heard.
    He pushed back again and this time Saitou caught him halfway and slammed their hips together sharply.
    Haru screamed.
    Claws bit into his thin hips until pain mingled with pleasure in one raging inferno of sensations.
    Saitou’s hips worked hard, twisting and hammering until all Haru could feel was the wolf on and in every inch of him.
    Hands unclenching