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I was worked up from sucking him off earlier, so my balls were already tightening with an impending release. It didn’t even matter that we were both still fully clothed—my hard cock was at just the right angle in my briefs to feel great as it slid against the fabric, which was slick from the pre-cum pumping out of me.

“Nngh, fuck, Brian,” I panted, finally breaking the kiss as my head craned back. “I… I’ll s-stop, I just—Oh fuck, I’m so—”

“Don’t you fucking dare stop,” he bit out, his voice so deep and growly it almost made me come on its own.

Chapter 24

Seriously, Shut Up, Klaus

Klaus

He buried his face in my neck, teeth lightly scraping over my pulse point, making me cry out, before his tongue smoothed over my skin to taste me. I shuddered with pleasure, clutching fistfuls of his hair, so close to orgasm that I started to shake.

In the next instant, Brian was standing up from the chair, lifting me with complete ease. He tipped me back, still trailing wet, tonguing kisses over my neck, until my ass rested on the desk and he was standing between my splayed thighs.

I gasped his name, straining my hips to try and get closer, to get the pressure I needed, one hand clutching his shoulder while the other fisted his hair.

His mouth trailed lower to the bend of my neck, before he was suddenly settling himself into the desk chair, skimming his big hands down my sides and rucking up my shirt. Warm lips pressed to my lower belly as his long fingers fumbled with the fly of my jeans. I gasped again, trembling with arousal as I stared down at him.

“Brian,” I panted, leaning back on straightened arms. “I-I thought you said—”

Shut up, Klaus! that sensible voice in my head screamed at me. I wisely paid attention and snapped my mouth shut.

“I wanted to do this earlier, before we agreed on no sex, so it doesn’t count,” he rasped. It sounded like something I’d say, so it was logic I was fully on board with.

Brian tugged my jeans down to my knees, where they fell the rest of the way to bunch at my ankles. He groaned at the sight of my skimpy pink briefs. “God, these are so hot.”

My head fell back when he leaned in and mouthed at my stiff, leaking cock through the thin material. “Oh fuck. Brian.”

He moaned, tongue dragging over cotton, making it bunch and rasp against my shaft. I whimpered, lower lip clamped between my teeth as I lifted my head again and watched avidly, shuddering with pleasure at the teasing sensation, the heat of his mouth. After pressing a final kiss to my cockhead through the fabric, he peeled the briefs down my thighs while I lifted my ass off the desk to help. My stiff cock bobbed in the air, the head already shiny and slick with pre-cum, and Brian groaned low as he sucked me into his mouth.

“Ahh!” My eyes squeezed shut from the sharp rush of pleasure. I sank my teeth back into my lower lip to try and keep quiet. There were guests at the motel. The door was unlocked. Someone could walk in at any moment to see me stripped naked from the waist down, splayed on the front desk with a beautiful werewolf hunk going to town on my dick.

As Brian sucked his way back up to the tip and gave my cockhead a filthy, wet kiss, I decided I didn’t care. At all. Not one bit. I didn’t even care if I got fired. Worth it.

Absolutely fucking worth it.

I reached down to thread my fingers through his soft hair, my hips beginning to move, rocking into his sucking mouth. If he hadn’t had any kind of sex in his human form for almost a decade, that probably meant he hadn’t done this for that long either. I probably wouldn’t have survived this if he’d been honing his skills even further for the last ten years. It was already too good. I wanted him so fucking much. This all felt so much better than sex usually did already, like it actually meant something more than just a physical release.

I gazed down at him, my lower back tightening at the sight of his firm lips wrapped around my aching cock, sliding up and down, leaving it shiny and wet with his spit.

“Brian,” I said hoarsely, running my fingers through his hair. “It feels so good.”

He groaned, a shudder running down his strong back as he gripped my thighs, keeping them spread wide. I bit my lip hard, a tremor running through me as my hips started to jerk. Brian groaned around me again, making me cry out, and slid a hand inward to gently cup my balls, smoothing his thumb back and forth.

I was moaning with every breath, getting louder and louder, unable to hold them back. “Brian… I’m—nngh, I… I…”

With a hoarse cry, I curled in on myself and clutched at his head with shaking hands, my legs snapping around his wide shoulders to keep him exactly where I needed him as the orgasm hit in a staggering rush. He moaned, sinking his mouth to the base of my cock and sucking me through it, his arms wrapping around my hips.

When the orgasm finally tapered off and I was able to unclench my muscles, I slowly released my tight grip on his hair and lowered my trembling legs to set my feet on the armrests of the chair. He slid his mouth up my length, making me shudder with pleasure, and kissed the tip before turning to nuzzle my inner thigh.

A long sigh of utter contentment left me. I looked down, my mouth twitching into a fond smile as I smoothed his messy hair back from his face while he rested his cheek against my leg, catching his breath.

“I feel like that was my fault,” I croaked. “Sorry. I should’ve stopped.”

“No.” He shook his head, blue eyes looking relaxed and hazy as he gazed up at me. “Don’t be sorry. It wasn’t anyone’s fault.”

“But you said no sex.” I couldn’t hold back my unhappy moue as I said the words.