Free Lovers of the Galaxy, Book Two: Bounty Hunters of the Heart by Trinity Blacio

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    Again, the younger man groaned, the sound muffled
where he’d pressed his face into the wool cover.
    With his other hand, he continued rubbing, but kept
applying pressure with his thumb, which soon slid into Oshki’s ass
up to the knuckle.
    “P-please. I cannot take much more,” his partner
mumbled into the blanket.
    “Hush. You will take more and you will like it.”
    A soft, pleading noise was the only reply.
    Gently, he pumped his thumb in and out of his mate’s
anus.
    “Schizma!”
    Smiling, he kept moving his thumb in and out for
several seconds, Oshki’s cries exciting him so much he paused and
wrestled not to come all over his mate’s ass cheeks. Finally, he
turned his thumb from side to side, pushing in a little deeper
until he found the gland he sought.
    “Please!”
    The hunger in Oski’s voice washed over Miln. He began
bumping the gland, rubbing and stroking it.
    “Ah…ah…!” Raising his hips, his lover offered his ass
to him, allowing Miln to finger-fuck him and wanting more.
    He listened to the tone of his Oshki’s voice, gauging
when he would remove his digit. He didn’t want him to come just
yet. Oh, no. He wanted to build the sexual tension until Oshki
became a ravenous animal. Then and only then would he take his
partner.
    A flash of lighting momentarily illuminated the loft.
At the site of his proffered ass, a jolt of desire zipped into
Miln’s cock. He moaned softly, the thunder gobbling up his
sound.
    As the booms faded, another noise caught his
attention. He paused, listening.
    “Please, more!” Oshki cried.
    His attention diverted again, he continued stroking
that special spot in Oshki’s ass.
    A long, low growl emanated from his partner. “I
cannot take much more, but it feels so good.”
    It was Miln’s signal to pull out, and as he did, a
hungry snarl burst from his partner.
    “What are you doing? Please, finish what you have
started.”
    “I will,” he replied, pleased he’d achieved the
effect he wanted. “In due time.”
    As he lay panting, Miln again thought he detected the
odd sound he’d heard a minute earlier. He rose and walked naked to
the double doors where he peered through the wide gap between
them.
    “What are you doing?” Oshki asked behind him.
    “This is the second time I thought I heard
something.”
    “Oh, no. For once just turn off your sentry senses,
would you?”
    “It is not that,” he replied. “But I am sure I heard
something. It would not be good to have one of those females find
us making love.”
    Outside, the storm continued dropping rain on the
barnyard. Trees, bushes, and the tall grass whipped back and forth.
A lamp glowed in one of the house’s front windows. Everything
seemed fine.
    Rustling reached him, but before he could turn
around, warm arms encircled his waist. “Come back to the
blanket.”
    “In a moment. I want to watch one more minute and put
my mind at ease.”
    Something hard and hot wedged between his buttocks.
“If you will not take me then I will claim you first.”
    The moment he felt Oshki’s cock pressing into his
ass, fire raced into his balls. He gulped and tried to keep his
attention on the scene outside.
    His mate pushed harder. “I want you.”
    “Just”—he blinked and focused on the house—”give me a
moment.”
    “No, now!”
    Oshki backed away, but immediately Miln heard him as
he spat and knew what he intended. He didn’t get the chance to even
turn around before his partner’s arms snaked around him again and
his fingers slathered spit between his buttocks.
    Surprised, he questioned, “Since when are you the
dominant one?”
    “Since I have a cock that needs release and you are
more interested in the sound of a tree branch brushing against the
barn or the creak of a loose shutter.” For a second time, Oshki
slipped his hard sapin between his ass cheeks. “We were interrupted
before due to your overdeveloped sense of duty, but I will not
allow it this time.”
    “Please, Oshki,