An Entourage of Love Chapter 34

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Chapter 34

Bobby soaked in James’ warmth as he held him. They’d fallen asleep in each other’s arms as soon as their heads hit the pillow, but not before James made sure that he had a blanket over him and was tucked safely against his chest. Bobby still waited for that unease to come rushing over him. Why was it not? He’d never once been submissive to another person. Yet . . . James . . . it was as if he did not long for him to be submissive to him. Like he wanted him to be his equal. Oh, there was that draw, he was sure of it, but Bobby could tell that James and his wolf understood how important it was for his wolf and vampire to be treated as an equal. More likely his wolf realized there was not much of a difference between their strengths, or power, whichever way one looked at it, between them.

A roughened hand slipped up his shirt and over his abdomen. “You are thinking very hard.”

“Why are you and your wolf treating me like your equal?”

James tugged until him until he faced him. “My Love, there is not enough of a difference between our status that me and my wolf feel that we should out rule you. I’m sure there will be times that my wolf will demand we step up. And I’m sure your wolf will desire to kick up a stink about it.”

“Not so sure about that.” He muttered as he rested his forehead against James’ chest. “Me and Cal, don’t seem to be bothered by our status among our relationship.” He gripped his shirt and tugged it upward. “Get rid of this. Want to feel your flesh against mine.”

Bobby all but missed James tossing his shirt over his head before his hands was on the hem of his and pushing it up and over his head. Their mouths met in a ferious battle of tongues and teeth nipping of lips. Neither was graceful. Neither needed smooth and gentle. Their wolves craved for the roughness that went along with the wildness of their natural born wild nature.

Bobby managed to shove James onto his back and straddle his waist. He sat up and stared down at the buffet below him.

“Gergous, sweetie. Gergous.”

“All yours, My Love.”

Bobby’s hands ran up his abdomen to James’ nipple, squeezing until James’ body lifted off the bed. Once he got a groan from him, Bobby leaned down and closed his lips around the left one, while his fingers twisted and pinched the right one. He sucked the left puckered nub, biting gentling at times then roughly tugging it out until James’s waist lifted, all but bucking him off his waist.

My Love, you going to drive me to take control.

This is my time to explore your body, please, sweetie.

He didn’t wait for a response. He let go of Bobby’s nipple and ran his tongue over to the center of his chest and then down the thin trail of strawberry hair covering the center of his chest and stomach. The lower hewn the closer he came to the one item he longed to have in his mouth. The one thing he knew that would feel wonderful, amazing, like heaven against the back of his throat.

He gripped his hips and the thin silky material of his boxers, slipping them down his thighs and legs. He left them for James to kick off his feet and out of the way. He didn’t go right for the joyous tool that was beyond thick and long enough to split him wide open. Nope. He gave his right thigh a treatment of nips and licks, then switched over to his left one before he went lower to James’ balls, sucking one then the other into his mouth.

“Fuck!” James shouted as he bucked up. “My Love, you going to . . .” A groan so loud James’ entire body shook.

Bobby pinched the base of his cock, staving off the release he knew James was fighting. “Better, sweetie.”

“You going to make me blow before I’m inside that sweet ass of yours, My Love.”

“Cna’t be doing that, now can you.”

He licked him from the base of his cock all the way to the tip, sucking the purpling mushroom head inside his mouth. He held his mouth there, letting his tongue swirled around and around under the edge of the, once in awhile going up and dipping inside his lover’s slit, earning another shout or plea. He was just about to swallow him whole when James’ hand gripped the back of his head and slammed himself as deep as he could go. He held still for a moment, then pulled back out and began fucking his mouth.

Brutal, Wonderful. Sexy as hell. Just what he longed to feel. Wild. Cal howled deep inside him. Begged for his mate to fuck him harder. Take him like a mate should always.

Bobby was reading for his cock when James scolded ripped himself from his mouth, tugging him up and flipping him over and under him.

“On those sexy ones of yours, My Love.”

Bobby obeyed and spread his knees as wide as he could.”

“Can’t prep you as much as I’d like. Don’t have that much control left, My Love.”

He didn’t care if he had any prep. His wolf wanted it as natural as possible. “Take me. Now.”

“Won’t hurt you if I can help it.” James slipped a finger in me until his knuckle was pressed against the skin around his hole opening. He moved it in and out a couple of times then added a second digit, scissoring them. “Can’t take it any longer, My Love.” He jerked his fingers out and those were the last words spoken between them until James collapsed over top of him, apologizing for squashing him.