It certainly didn’t help that Ward grabbed his cock in a tight, hot fist. Mathias hissed, burying his claws in the tree bark so that he wouldn’t reach for his mate and accidentally hurt him.
In his long life, he’d done a lot of things, some kinkier than others. He’d needed the variety to compensate for the fact that for the most part, the actual touches felt empty. But this... This was so different. Ward’s caresses could have been considered innocent compared to some of Mathias’s previous sexual experiences, but they stirred his lust, his desire and his need like nothing ever had.
And then, Ward lowered his mouth over Mathias’s dick, and Mathias released a choked groan. Enveloped in volcanic heat, Mathias was nearly overcome by the sensations, by the nearly impossible pleasure. He couldn’t get enough of the sinful sight in front of him, of the view of his mate’s lips obscenely spread around his dick as Ward bobbed his head up and down the shaft. The most beautiful thing was the look on Ward’s face. There was no denying the bliss that settled on Ward’s handsome features, the desire that echoed Mathias’s, the need to sate the very same hunger that plagued Mathias’s days and nights. He seemed to be enjoying this as much as Mathias was, which was quite a considerable feat indeed.
Just as the thought crossed Mathias’s mind, Ward sped up the rhythm of his suction. Mathias’s eyes rolled in his head and he had to look away from Ward to keep a measure of control. He stared at the foliage above him instead, trying to count the individual leaves, to feel the energy within them and use it as an anchor.
It didn’t work. The fire of Ward’s essence pulled at him, and nothing could temper it. When Ward rolled Mathias’s balls in his palm, Mathias finally lost it. With a snarl, he finally gripped Ward’s hair and started to fuck his mate’s mouth in earnest.
Ward didn’t seem to mind. At first, he let out a small gasp of surprise, but he adapted with striking ease. He set one of his hands on Mathias’s hips, literally holding on for the ride while Mathias took his pleasure. With the other, he undid his own jeans, working his cock in the same rhythm as Mathias’s thrusts.
Mathias’s angle was all wrong, so he couldn’t actually see what his mate was doing, not physically. Even so, his magic registered it for him. He reached out with his power, using that extension of him in an attempt to give Ward the same pleasure his mate showered him with.
Ward trembled through it, his whimpers muffled by Mathias’s dick, but his response to the magic was more than satisfying. And then, Mathias zeroed in on Ward’s cock, and this mate went rigid. The scent of semen filled the air as Ward came, and Mathias couldn’t hold on either. With one last thrust, he climaxed, filling his mate’s mouth with his seed.
It was quite possibly the most intense orgasm of Mathias’s life, and it was over far too soon. Ward released Mathias’s cock, licking his lips and panting. He looked up at Mathias with heavy lidded eyes, and Mathias dropped to his knees to press his mouth to Ward’s.
He tasted himself on Ward’s tongue, and it stirred the possessiveness and need to claim he was barely managing to hold in check. When he broke the kiss, he pressed his forehead to that of his lover. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
Ward grinned at him. “But what a way to go, eh?”
Mathias snorted and nodded. He couldn’t have agreed more, and as he met Ward’s gaze, he knew the feeling went both ways.