Page 71 of His Hungry Wolf

He clinked my cup, and we both drank. My gulp was enough to finish what I had. Merri gave me a refill.

“So, what about you?” I asked him. “What’s your biggest regret?”

Merri thought for a moment.

“My regret is that, in all the time we’ve known each other, I’ve not become more like you,” he said vulnerably.

“You don’t want to be like me,” I quickly said.

“Yeah, who would want to be a cool wolf shifter who’s disciplined and demands respect every time they enter a room?”

Softly I told him, “It’s not everything it’s cracked up to be.”

Merri, who had moved his hand to get closer to me, said, “It is from where I’m sitting.”

Staring into his eyes, I lost my breath. With my heart thumping and our lips moving closer, there was an explosion. I pulled away and looked up. There were fireworks, literal explosions in the sky.

“What’s going on?” I asked Merri.

He smiled. “I wondered if you knew.”

“Knew what?”

“It’s the Fourth of July.”

“Oh!” I replied, looking up.

Lying back and getting comfortable, Merri joined me. Crawling into my arms and resting his head on my chest, we watched together. Pulling him to me, I felt his warm body on mine. I didn’t want this moment to end.

The explosions seemed to last forever, and when the fireworks stopped, Merri crawled up my chest and kissed me. Kissing him back, I parted his lips in search of his tongue. Finding it, our tongues danced.

I was kissing Merri, my best friend, my favorite person in the world, and it was incredible. My thoughts pulled and melted like caramel. Slipping my fingers into his hair, I massaged the back of his head.

I wanted him. I wanted every part of him. Gently pulling his lean, muscular arms, he climbed on top of me. And when I tugged at his shirt, he let me know that he wanted me too.

Breaking our kiss to take off his shirt, I longed for its return. Pulling at my shirt when his was off, I removed mine. Straddling me when he was done, he looked down at me with hunger.

He couldn’t take his eyes off my body. Pushing his fingers across the ripples on my chest, he moaned. It made my cock twitch. He was so beautiful and delicate. He was at once, a bird I wanted to protect and a boy I wanted to fuck.

And I did want to fuck him. I had wanted to for a long time. I couldn’t have admitted it before, not even to myself. But it was always there, drawing me back to him.

Wrapping my large hands around his chest, I held him. I had never touched my best friend like this before. He was smaller than I thought he would be. Sliding my hand down to his waist, he was smaller still.

God, did I love holding him. It was almost as much as what he did next. Leaning forward, he took my flesh between his teeth. Tugging lightly, he laid his body on top of mine. He had done it to get into my pants. With them open, he kissed a path down my torso, through the valley of my abs, and onto my underwear’s waistband.

With only a thin cloth between him and my hard cock, he pressed his cheek against it. Wiping my bulge across his face, his bottom lip rode the raised length of it. Ending with a kiss on the top of my head, he looked up my body into my eyes.

“Yes,” I said, giving him permission to take my cock into his mouth.

Pulling off my jeans and underwear, that was what he did. With both of his small hands wrapped around me, he plunged my head into his mouth. It was Merri who was doing this. It was amazing. And as the tip of his tongue traced the bottom of my ridge, I held his head and threw mine back.

This felt better than anything I had felt in my life. What topped it off was that it was Merri’s mouth doing it. About to lose control thinking about it, I gripped the back of his head and pulled him off me.

I needed him. I wanted to be inside him. Sitting up and scooping him into the crook of my arm, I switched our positions. Laying him underneath me, I kissed his chest as I removed the last thing between us. With his pants and underwear lying beside us, I clutched the back of his thighs, playing with his cock with my tongue.

Merri’s manhood was beautiful. I couldn’t believe I was touching it. Sucking at it before moving to his balls, I bounced them on my tongue while lifting his knees to his chest. Spreading his legs, I found his hole. Pressing my forehead to his taint, the tip of my tongue found his opening.

As soon as I touched it, Merri squealed. It made me want more. Tickling and pushing, I loosened his hole. And when Merri sounded like he couldn’t take anymore, I slid up his body and found his lips.