A Noble Estate by A.C. Ellas Page B

pulled the front flap open. He nuzzled Jisten’s package through the thin fabric of the shorts.
    “S’Rak, undress me,” Jisten murmured.
    “ Ix . I want you dressed.”
    “Another hunch like the collar?” Jisten frowned and glanced about.
    “Very much like that, yes.” Rak looked up at Jisten. “Allow me to give you pleasure now?”
    Jisten reached down and stroked his wings. “Very well.” He sat down carefully, setting his back to the trunk of the pine. He watched the woods as Rak knelt between his widely spread legs.
    Rak brought Jisten’s cock and balls through the flap in the Koilathan shorts, grateful that his mate wasn’t wearing an Okyran wrap, which lacked such a convenient flap. He kissed Jisten’s balls, the base of his cock and the large head before he started to lick it sensuously.
    He felt Jisten’s hands on his wings, stroking the leading edges up to rest against his chest and shoulders. The tactile contact shivered through him pleasantly, and the scent of the captain’s manhood lingered in his nose and mouth. He took the shaft into his mouth, pushing his face down its length, relaxing and swallowing as the large cock slid down his throat. When his nose brushed against Jisten’s pubic hair, he hummed and backed off a few inches. Then, he plunged his face down, burying his nose in the coarse hair only to repeat the humming as he backed off.
    Jisten groaned quietly and flexed his hips, thrusting himself into Rak just as the smaller man plunged down again. His hands went to Rak’s head, pressing Rak into him as they settled into a solid rhythm.
    Rak closed his eyes against the onslaught, allowing Jisten to pummel his mouth and throat, giving as much pleasure to the massive cock as he could. He sucked and hummed, and snatched a breath every chance he could, but he didn’t try to push Jisten into a quick climax.
    He took his time, savoring the taste and firm heat of the blood-engorged organ. Every so often, he’d peek up at Jisten, enjoying the way his man’s head was thrown back in pleasure, his eyes half-lidded, his lips parted as he made soft, quiet noises of enjoyment. Rak continued his steady action until Jisten finally gasped, clutching Rak’s head, and shot his load down Rak’s throat.
    Rak’s only regret was that he hadn’t gotten to taste it. He slid the pole from his throat and lapped the sweat off Jisten’s balls before taking the scrotum into his well-stretched mouth. He massaged the balls with his tongue as he sucked on the sac, infusing Jisten’s jewels with his magically enhanced saliva.
    Jisten relaxed in the aftermath, gently stroking Rak’s wings as he enjoyed Rak’s continued oral service. “I love you,” he murmured. “I’d do anything for you. Anything.”
    “I love you, too,” said Rak once he’d disengaged from Jisten’s balls. “But you should be more careful of your words—make no promises you cannot keep.”
    “I can keep it,” Jisten asserted.
    “You cannot know that, not with one hundred percent certainty. An open-ended oath is a recipe for disaster. Zotien takes the second law as seriously as the first.”
    “Okay, love. I’ll be careful. But that wasn’t an oath.”
    “Good.” Rak kissed his cock. “Now, strengthen your baby so we can move on to you making me shriek.”
    Jisten chuckled and pushed Rak down onto the pile of his clothes. He straddled Rak, resting his package on Rak’s groin as he considered the mound of Rak’s belly. “You’re getting a lot bigger a lot faster now.”
    “We are in the last third, so that is to be expected. We kironi do not show much until the last third of it.” Rak rubbed himself against Jisten’s erection and moaned. “Want you in me.”
    Jisten stroked Rak’s belly, almost playing with the gaping opening. Abruptly, he pulled Rak up into a standing position and spun him about. He pushed Rak back against the trunk of the pine and pressed himself against Rak’s body. “This seems the best