Page 45 of Operation: Ogre

“Yes. Oh, Jaxon. More. More!”

“Of course.” He sucked on me, and I nearly bowed off the bed and shrieked from the sensations coursing through me. Jaxon worked his mouth over the nipple, his tongue flicking it, and sucked on it. “I hope you know, I love giving blow jobs.”

“Do you?” I asked, my voice strained. “I never knew that.”

“Well,” Jaxon said, resting his chin on my chest, “we never discussed my sex life.”

“I never wanted to.”

“Why?”

I couldn’t give an answer because I didn’t have one. However, I’d always hated the thought of him with anyone else. I was jealous of his attention. I wanted it on me at all times. When I stayed silent, Jaxon continued torturing my nipple until I feared I would come from that alone. Like, my thighs were shaking, and my lower back was tightening in a way that signaled I was about to nut all over him.

“Big guy, please,” I cried, my hips bucking. “I need to come.”

“Not yet, baby. Soon. Let me taste you first.”

Before I could protest, he continued downward, then engulfed my cock in a single swallow, all the way down to the root. I screamed. My sac tightened; my muscles clenched; I utterly embarrassed myself, coming into the wet heat of his welcoming mouth.

He grunted as I spilled my release, swallowing around me, which made my pleasure even more acute to the point my vision wavered and my hearing went fuzzy. When the waves of pleasure receded, I sagged back, panting. Jaxon looked up at me, grinning.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” I whispered as I laced my fingers in his hair. “That was amazing.”

“Sweetheart?”

Heat raced to my cheeks. “So?”

“I like it.”

I cleared my throat, looking away, but kept my fingers buried in his hair. I needed him close. “Can I…”

“I’d like that.”

Jaxon slid up the bed to kiss me, and I grunted in surprise when he guided my hand down to his shaft. I’d planned to use my mouth on him, but I didn’t mind doing this either. I just wanted him. He needed to feel even a fraction of how amazing I felt. I began to jerk him rapidly as our tongues dueled. He began to pant harder and harder against my mouth until he was breathing on me more than kissing me.

“Come on, sweetheart. I want to see it. So badly,” I said as I continued pumping his dick, focusing on his glans, especially his leaking slit on the underside. I circled his crown with my thumb and spread that pre-cum around.

“Chris,” he cried out as ropes of cum spurted out of him and painted my stomach. His mouth was open as he moaned, and his eyes were squeezed tight. Never had he looked more attractive, or more mine.

“So hot,” I said, and Jaxon smiled, lying down on me, though he did rest most of his weight on his elbows so he didn’t crush me. I wrapped my arms around him, keeping him against me, ignoring the wet mess between us. Snuggling him close, I whispered, “Don’t leave.”

“Where would I go?” Jaxon looked at me. “We’re in my room too, not to mention my bed, but most importantly, you are everything.”

Chapter Twenty

Jaxon

My first sensation upon waking was the slippery feeling of drool sliding down my neck. Not pleasant as far as these things go, but I didn’t mind because it was Chris. He was pressed against my side, his face tucked into my neck, and his arm thrown over my bare chest. We were both naked, and his skin against mine was one of the most delicious feelings I’d ever experienced in my entire life.

I threaded my fingers through his long hair and smiled softly.

Chris was mine.

Ogres mated permanently, like many monster species, and we were exceedingly territorial of what we’d claimed as ours. And there was no doubt—Chris was mine. My instincts screamed to keep him safe, right next to him. It didn’t help that we ogres were solitary creatures. Usually, mates holed up in a cave alone, only occasionally socializing when needed.

Obviously, we couldn’t do that as much as I wanted to. It would be far more convenient if I could throw him over my shoulder, caveman-style, and leave our classes behind. Somehow, I thought Chris would be opposed—rightly so.

Kidnapping was never cool.