Joseph was well aware of the Nobek creed to not insult male lovers by
speaking of their adoration. A Nobek who had to say the words because he was
not strong enough to demonstrate his adoration was considered not to be a man
at all, at least as other members of his breed were concerned.
Almon didn’t need to
verbalize it for Joseph in any case. It had been in the way he’d appeared so
frantic when he’d reached the sleeping room door, searching for him. It was in
the emotion with which he stared down at him as they made love, devotion in
every line of his face. In the gentleness with which he stroked his hair, the
tone in which he spoke his name.
Almon moved within
him, providing the delicious friction that was as good as the hand on his shaft.
He rocked in and out, until Joseph’s head tossed from side to side and he
clawed at the bedding and his lover, fighting against the urge to come too
soon. When his pleas rang through the room, Almon withdrew and fell on him with
a hungry mouth, kissing his lips with bruising force. The Nobek moved down his
body, until he swallowed Joseph’s livid cock again and again. Joseph’s world
condensed to that point where they joined, where wet, hot suction pulled at him
until he shouted for mercy yet again.
Tentatively scheduled for release November 2018
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