The Wolf King

Justin shuddered. “Please, Demetri…I need…”

The man’s raspy whisper undid Demetri. He eased back and then removed his fingers before sitting. “Come, Justin. Ride me.”

Spinning around, Justin gazed curiously at Demetri. He chewed on that luscious bottom lip, and then his eyebrows inched up, as if he’d finally figured out what Demetri wanted. A wide grin sliced across Demetri’s face as Justin slid onto his lap. It was Justin who grabbed the lube and lathered it over Demetri’s aching cock.

“Excited to get me inside your body?” Demetri asked as Justin slid his gelled fingers over his erection.

“Does it show?” Justin smiled up at him, and Demetri’s heart melted. There wasn’t anything in this world he wouldn’t do for Justin. The little boy had stolen his heart, but the man who Justin had become had stolen Demetri’s soul. He slid a hand over Justin’s jaw and pulled the man close, sealing their lips together in a hungry kiss. Demetri probed with his tongue, and Justin’s lips parted. As his tongue explored Demetri’s mouth, Justin rose and then slowly impaled himself on Demetri’s hardened shaft.

They both let out a shuddering sigh.

Demetri pressed his hand into the small of Justin’s back, steadying the man as Justin rode him slow and easy. He nibbled his way around Justin’s jaw as his other hand cupped the back of the young man’s head. “So perfect,” he murmured. “So tight.”

Justin bowed his back as his knees dug into Demetri’s sides, his ass rising and falling in a perfect crescendo.

“I–I love you,” Justin whispered as he curled his fingers over Demetri’s shoulders, their chest rubbing together. Demetri wished he was naked so he could feel their bodies sliding against the other, but he was still fully dressed, only his pants undone enough to impale Justin.

“As I love you.” Demetri kissed down Justin’s slim throat. The car came to a stop, but Wulf didn’t open the back door. He was thankful for the man’s intuitiveness. Justin’s cock rubbed along Demetri’s stomach, leaving a sticky trail behind on his shirt.

“Promise me,” Demetri said as his fingers tightened. “Promise me that you will no longer put yourself in danger.”

“Yes,” Justin whimpered as his body began to move faster. His fingers dug into Demetri’s shoulders, and Demetri knew the young man was close. “Oh, god, yes.”

Demetri chuckled. Justin wasn’t paying his words any attention. The man was lost in sensations. Tilting Justin’s head to the side, Demetri bit down into the tender flesh. Justin cried out as he bounced in place, his head craned back as his cock erupted between them. It was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Demetri took over, driving his shaft deeper, chasing after his own release.

“Fuck me, Demetri,” Justin cried out. “Don’t stop!”

“I’ll never stop,” Demetri said after sealing the wound. He growled low in his throat. “You are mine, and I’ll never stop loving you.”

Demetri threw his head back and howled through his climax. His body pulsed with his release as he slowed his movements, rocking against Justin instead of impaling him with hard strokes. He petted Justin’s beautiful red hair before he rested his forehead against the younger man’s. “I’m starting to really enjoy the back of this car.”

Justin chuckled. “But I need a bath.” The young man yawned. “And a good day’s sleep.”

Demetri helped Justin ease up from his lap, and then they both pulled their clothes back on. All Demetri had to do was tuck his flaccid cock into his boxers and zip himself. He smiled as Justin rolled onto his back, wiggling into his jeans. The sight was alluring and entertaining.

Once Justin was dressed, Demetri opened the door. Justin hissed and threw himself against the seat, curling into a tight ball as he covered his hands over his head. “That burns!”

Demetri slammed the door at once before he began to check over Justin’s tender flesh. “The sunlight burns you?”

“I—” Justin lowered his arms and gazed up at Demetri with a torn expression. “I’ve never had that problem before.” The young man swallowed tightly. “Why is this happening to me?”

Demetri had a good idea why. “I think with Abaddon playing inside your head, feeding you his hunger, he also passed to you his sensitivity to light.”

Justin looked horrified. “But I love the sun!”

“It may not be permanent.” Demetri grabbed his jacket and threw it over Justin’s upper half before lowering his window. Wulf was standing by the car, his hands clasped in front of him, his back to Demetri. “I need you to go get a thick, dark blanket. Mistress Justin seems to be suffering from the sunlight.”

Wulf nodded and hurried up the front steps before Demetri rolled the tinted window back into place. He pulled his jacket aside and kissed Justin’s temple. “I’ll have you inside in no time.”

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