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him from the very first moment I d met his fearful dark eyes and felt
his soft touch. Whatever the case, those emotions guided me and told
me what Red needed most.
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Our kiss became frantic, no, animalistic, almost savage. I bit down
on his lower lip, so hard I drew blood, but he didn t seem to mind.
Instead, he arched his back, rubbing his hard cock against me.
I chuckled darkly into our lip-lock and slipped my hand between
our bodies, reaching for his dick. I clutched his erection in my fist,
squeezing the base almost ruthlessly. Breaking our kiss, I whispered,
 Tsk, tsk, Little Red. Not so fast. This is mine. I m going to eat you
up.
Red released another one of his trademark noises that sounded
like a cross between a moan, a croak, and my name. It only made me
even more aroused, hungrier for him. I wished I could go on kissing
him, but sadly, I only had one mouth, and I wanted to use it on the
numerous parts of him I hadn t gotten the chance to taste yet.
Following that desire, I licked down his neck, suckling on his
Adam s apple and the junction of his throat until I was sure I left
behind a very distinctive sign of my possession. If my slight
aggression hurt Red, he didn t show it. In fact, he went wild beneath
me, spluttering and groaning, begging for more not with words, but
definitely with his body.
I gladly gave him what he wanted. Continuing my exploration of
his slim form, I suckled on his right nipple, occasionally biting down
while I harshly pinched the left one. I realized with glee that the tiny
nubs seemed to be an erogenous zone for my mate, because
impossibly, Red became even louder, his thrashing growing even
more frantic. The scent of his rising lust surrounded me, stronger and
more potent than any aphrodisiac in existence. As much as I wanted
to map every single part of him, I found myself releasing his nipple
with a wet pop.
Red keened in protest, but the sound melted into a choked gasp
when I dove in for the gold and took his cock in my mouth. The sweet
and spicy flavor of his pre-cum assaulted my taste buds, and I groaned
around the shaft in my mouth.
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The first thing I had to conclude was that my mate was perfect and
delicious all over. Here, his taste and scent were sharper, tinged with
the distinctive hint of sex but they were still so very him, that herbal
aroma that hid a fiery core. His slender, hard prick fit perfectly in my
mouth and I had to say that for all his smallish build, he was quite
generously endowed. I bobbed my head up and down his prick, using
every trick in my arsenal to increase his pleasure. I ached to taste his
cum, and I planned to make it impossible for Red to keep it from me.
For his part, my mate seemed to have no intentions to hold his
climax in check. He threaded his hands through my hair, trying to
guide me to move faster. I was controlling this encounter, but I
allowed him to do what he wanted, specifically because I was
impossibly close to coming, too and I hadn t even touched myself.
As I increased the speed of my suction, Red started thrusting in
my mouth, panting and making those breathy noises that threatened to
shove me over the edge. Finally, I took my mate s cock all the way
into my throat and swallowed around the head.
Just like that, it was all over. With one last cry, he came, his dick
throbbing as he shot jets of his hot cum in my mouth. I drank down
every single drop with the greed of a man who d been lost in a desert,
and had finally found an oasis. I almost came, too, but at the last
moment, I managed to prevent it.
As I released his cock from my mouth, my mate slumped down on
the grass, breathing hard. He was a puddle of silky skin and fiery red
curls, his body completely relaxed in the afterglow of his climax. And
maybe I should have let it go then. Maybe I should have been content
with the fact that I d made him come in my mouth. But I d never been
a particularly good or selfless man, and I wanted him too much to let
things stop here.
I briefly pressed my mouth to his, groaning when Red obediently
parted his lips to grant me entrance. He released a moan of his own as
I shared his taste with him, and his previously sated cock nudged me
insistently once more. Oh, yes, it seemed like my mate fit me
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perfectly. The blow job hadn t satisfied his obviously demanding
libido and that suited me just fine.
Taking his enduring lust for me as permission, I broke our kiss
and flipped him on all fours. Red didn t delay in figuring out what I
had in mind. He parted his legs and pushed his ass back, whispering,
 Please, Philippe.
The sound of his voice snapped me out of my desire-induced
haze, or rather reminded me that for all his passion, Red was still very
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