"Are you
playing with yourself under the table?"
Remy froze.
That’s exactly what he had been doing and hearing Gigi talking about it was
edging him ever closer to an orgasm of epic proportions. He squeezed his cock
tightly to keep from shooting.
"Um…"
"I can see your
hand moving and I know you're naked. I saw you in the kitchen. You were hard
as a rock." Gigi shrugged just as Remy glanced up. "It's no matter to me. I
mean, if you want to play with yourself, that’s your business. I just
wondered."
"Uh…" Remy
frowned. "Thank you?"
Gigi took
another bite of his food. He looked up as he chewed. When he started waving
his fork around, Remy knew he was in trouble.
"Of course, if
you're going to fuck me, I'd prefer that you waited. I saw how hard you were
in the kitchen and I'd rather have a hard dick in my ass than a soft one, you
know?" Gigi waved his fork some more. "It just kind of adds something to it
when the fucker is hard when fucking the fuckee."
Remy blinked.
His head was starting to hurt—both of them. One from denying himself the bliss
that was Gigi's body and the other because Gigi was speaking and confusing the
hell out of him.
The only thing
he really understood from all of that was hard dick and fucking. Maybe the
trick was to keep Gigi occupied so he couldn't talk while getting what he
wanted at the same time. "I plan to eat every last bit of this steak so if you
want me to keep my hands off my cock then I suggest you play with it, suck it,
or ride it. Hell, I’m not that picky."
Remy started
coughing roughly when Gigi grinned and slid under the table. A moment later,
wet hot silk enveloped the head of his cock. Remy dropped his fork and gripped
the edges of the metal table as Gigi began licking him. He spread his legs and
Gigi scooted closer.
Oh hell, he was
going to die, right here in the mess hall of his very own ship. And he
couldn't have cared less. His arm swung out, the dishes flying across the
room, shattering against the wall as Remy reached under the table and grabbed
Gigi by his arms.
“Get your ass
up here.”
Gigi giggled as
he climbed up Remy’s lap and then onto the tabletop. He wiggled his
beautifully shaped ass in Remy’s face. Remy growled as he curled his fingers
into Gigi’s waistband and yanked, the material shredding under his sharp
claws.
Remy shook his
right hand, concentrating on making the claws retract, at least slightly. He
was anxious to sink deep inside of Gigi, but he didn’t want to purposely scar
the man for life. Remy leaned back, allowing a string of saliva to escape his
mouth and fall between the crease of the little man’s ass.
His saliva
would act as a relaxant and prepare the human for his very large cock. Remy
thanked the gods that his species had this ability because if they hadn't, he
would have had to find another way and at the moment, patience wasn’t a virtue
in his book.
“Holy hell,
what is that?” Gigi panted as he looked over his shoulder.
“Natural lube.
Just relax, Gigi.” Remy wasn’t sure how he could be telling the little man
this when he was far from relaxed himself. The need to strike quickly, to
claim, and to dominate where riding him hard. Remy had to take a deep breath
to tamp down those urges so he wouldn’t hurt the human.
His canines
extended further when Remy grabbed the base of his cock and slowly sank in.
His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he had an urge to howl. Although
Gigi seemed to be all for the sex, he wasn’t trying to scare the man.
Remy laid his
hands on Gigi’s sides, careful of his claws, as his hips began to rock in and
out. His body quivered from the restraint he was using to be gentle. He was
trying to fuck the little man, not put him through the table. His legs began
to shake as his wolf instincts demanded he take Gigi harder.
“Harder, Remy.
Fuck me like you mean it,” Gigi begged.
Remy had to
shake his head. The lust was building into a blinding fog that would soon make
him forget he was holding a fragile human under him. He needed to concentrate
on going slow and easy, even if his angel just asked for what his wolf form
wanted.
Remy pushed
forward slowly. He hadn't even sunk all the way in. Fear of hurting Gigi made
him hold back. Sweat began to break out all over his body as his hands shook.
His race was used to fucking like madmen. Using the amount of control he was
forcing his body to use was taking its toll.
“Damn it,” Gigi
growled as he slammed back onto Remy’s cock, taking all ten inches into his
ass.
A howl of
pleasure ripped from Remy's chest as Gigi shouted out his name. If the little
human could take it, Remy wasn’t one to deny. His wolf howled in agreement,
the sound echoing throughout the mess hall. He pulled his hips back and
slammed into Gigi, a growl climbing up his chest and making his lips pull back
in a snarled curl. Remy picked Gigi up, the little human’s arms circling back
around his neck as he bounced Gigi on his cock.
“Hell, yeah,"
Gigi screamed. "Harder, faster.”
Remy wrapped an
arm around the little angel as his hips snapped, giving Gigi exactly what he
was crying out for. He could feel the tingling clawing its way up his spine as
Gigi pulled at his neck.
“You’re mine!”
Remy declared as his balls drew tight to his body. “Mine, do you understand
me?”
“Whatever you
want, just don’t stop fucking me,” Gigi cried out.
Remy leaned
forward, putting Gigi back onto his hands and knees as he blanketed his back
and sank his canines into soft flesh. He shocked himself with the move. To
bite someone while having sex was to claim them as your mate.
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