Day three! Now, this one is definitely naughty, so if you don’t appreciate two hot men going at it, don’t read! I tried to put a warning before you could enter the blog, but I still can’t seem to be able to do it, so I hope the warning is enough!
I’ll post the last part, which is from Finn’s point of view, on Sunday, but it’ll be out tomorrow on Beany Sparks’ blog here as part of her eXtasy Advent Calendar. If you want to reach an excerpt from Finn, come by tomorrow for my Sexy Saturday post!
There’s still time to give Bronwyn Heeley’s Christmas giveaway a try. There are 18 prizes to win and lots of authors participating, including me! http://bronwynheeley.blogspot.com.au/search?updated-min=2014-11-01T00:00:00%2B11:00&updated-max=2014-12-01T00:00:00%2B11:00&max-results=36
Nolan groaned when his pillow started to sing a Christmas song. He scrunched his nose, knowing that he should have been worried about that because pillows didn’t usually sing, but he was still half-asleep, and he fully intended to get back to it. The only problem was that his damn pillow wasn’t stopping. It sung of snow and sparkling fires, and Nolan wanted nothing more than to throw it in those fireplaces. Or against the wall.
Now that’s an idea.
He pushed his hand under the pillow to grab it, but it bumped against smooth metal and plastic. Nolan’s cell phone.
He frowned. Why was his phone under his pillow and not in the living room? He grabbed it and was about to take it out from under the pillow when he remembered.
Nolan had hid the phone there so that Casey wouldn’t hear it when the alarm went off. Of course the alarm had to be a Christmas song, because it was Christmas, and Nolan had set it because he needed to get up before Casey to have the time to get his mate’s present ready.
Nolan slid from the warm nest of blanket and flesh, shivering as the cool air touched his naked body. He scowled at Casey because the man got to stay in and grabbed the plaid at the foot of the bed, wrapping it around his body and covering as much skin as he could before he headed to the bathroom.
Nolan locked the door—probably for the first time since he had mated Casey—and let the blanket fall down to the floor. He was still a bit cold, but it’s not like he could take care of business with the thing still around him.
He knew he didn’t have much time because Casey was an early riser, even on holidays. Nolan shook his head and chuckled. Trust him to find a man that was up at the crack of dawn every single day while he slept until noon.
Crouching down, he open the closet under the sink and removed the towels, putting them on the floor next to him and smiling at the box he had hidden there a few days ago. He hoped Casey hadn’t noticed how anxious Nolan had been to never let him take a clean towel out, but he hadn’t wanted to take the risk of his gift being discovered, even if it was only part of it, of course.
Nolan quickly put the towels back in and leaned the box on the counter before taking out a few ribbons from one of the drawers and a cleansing solution. He put everything next to the box and opened the water in the shower before grabbing the box and finally opening it and taking the dark-blue butt plug out.
Keenan had been the one to give Nolan the idea, along with Jamie, and Nolan had been enthusiastic. He hadn’t had much of a sex life before Casey, and he was eager to experiment now that he actually liked sex. He briefly wondered if Jamie would really give Ward the plug he had bought, chuckling at the fact that unlike his it was bright pink, but it brought images he could have done without to his mind, so he quickly pushed that away.
He washed and cleaned the plug instead, opened the door to the shower and stepped in, sighing when the hot water hit his skin. Nolan then put the plug on the small bench and added the waterproof lube before quickly washing up.
Once he was done he opened the lube and squirted it on his fingers, spreading it as he put the bottle back down and leaned one hand on the wall. He reached backward and hurriedly spread the lube around his hole.
He and Casey had made love the night before and he was still pretty loose, so Nolan slid directly two fingers in his passage. He moved them around, eyeing the plug on the bench and trying to appraise its size. Three should be fine.
Nolan twisted his wrist, moaning softly when one of his fingers brushed against his prostate. He was already hard and getting harder by the second, or at least that’s what it felt like, so he tried to avoid touching it again as he added the third finger.
Still, even without touching the gland, he could feel he was getting closer to orgasm and he wanted nothing more than to grab his dick, so he took the plug and slathered it with lube. He might have exaggerated with it, but he preferred too much than not enough.
The thing looked huge in Nolan’s hand and he had to take a deep breath. He suddenly felt nervous about pushing it into himself, but he wanted to surprise his mate, damn it!
Moving as fast as he could, Nolan reached backward again and pushed the plug against his opening. He shivered, the plug cool against his skin, but he still pushed harder, and it slid in. It felt weird and different from having Casey inside him, but it wasn’t bad. Once it was all the way in, Nolan straightened, gasping when the plug pressed against his prostate. He would have to be quick, because he thought he could come just like that, and wouldn’t that spoil his present.
He toweled and got out, stopping at the sink. Taking the longer piece of ribbon in hand, he passed it around his waist and did a pretty bow to close it. The bow was right on his bellybutton, just where it had to be.
Nolan fingered the shorter piece and looked down at his cock. It was hard enough to put a bow around it too, but he wasn’t sure Casey would appreciate it.
“Nolan? Are you in the bathroom?”
Nolan jumped at the sound of Casey’s voice and quickly tied the ribbon around his cock, placing the bow on the upside of it. The soft satiny touch made him groan, but he was finally ready. “Are you still in bed?” he yelled through the door. “I want you to stay in bed. I have something to show you!”
“Sure, babe. I’ll wait here.”
Nodding to his reflection in the mirror, Nolan unlocked the door, put his hand on the handle and pushed it open.
Casey looked up when he heard the bathroom’s door open and his eyes just about popped out. “What…are those bows? On your cock?”
Nolan laughed. “Of course. I’m your present, right? So open me.”
Casey was used to Nolan being completely unashamed about anything, so it didn’t shock him—much. “Open you, uh?”
Nolan smirked. “You might discover there are more surprises to find.”
Casey pushed the duvet away and pushed himself up on his knees. Leaning his hands on the bed, he prowled toward his mate. “Aren’t you cold, babe? Don’t you want to come here, under the covers?”
“Yeah, just waiting for you to get me.”
Casey snorted. “Do you know how cheesy that sounded?”
“I don’t care, as long as it gets me what I want.”
Casey’s hand shot forward and grabbed Nolan’s wrist. He pulled on it, using his shifter speed and the fact that Nolan wasn’t reacting to secure a hold on his mate’s waist and haul him up on the bed until Nolan’s head was on the pillows. It wasn’t the easiest thing to do, but he managed.
Casey kneeled between Nolan’s open legs and fingered the bow on the man’s belly. “So you’re my gift?”
“One of them anyway. I just couldn’t stick myself under the tree with the other ones.”
Casey leaned down to kiss the red ribbon and Nolan opened his legs even more to give him space. As he straightened again, Casey caught a glimpse of something that shouldn’t have been there. “What’s this?” he asked as he fingered the dark blue material that peeked between Nolan’s ass cheeks.
Nolan purred. Casey always found the sound amusing and highly arousing, and this time wasn’t any different. “I told you, I’m your present. You just have to unwrap me and use me.”
Casey gaped. He was used to Nolan being straightforward, but still. “Use you?”
“Come on, Casey! We don’t have the whole day!”
“How romantic, babe, really.”
Nolan huffed and crossed his arms on his chest, making Casey laugh at the three-year-old impression. “You’re cute when you pout.”
Nolan opened his mouth to reply with what had to be a cutting remark, but Casey didn’t let him. He fingered the plug again and jolted it inside his mate, making Nolan squeak.
“I don’t think you want to do that again, Casey.”
Casey was amazed at the way his mate was already panting without him touching Nolan, but then he had had to put the plug in. “And why not?”
“Because I’ll come without you and you’ll have to take care of that,” he pointed to Casey’s hard length, “on your own. You know how hungry I always am after I come, and I would have to go down to eat and leave you all alone here.”
Casey growled and dove on Nolan. He didn’t even remove the two bows that were still around the man’s waist and cock before kissing him hard and moving his hand down Nolan’s body to grab the plug. He jolted it a few more times, just because he could, enjoying the mewls and moans he managed to get out of his mate.
Casey bit on Nolan’s lower lip, licking the hurt away before letting his mouth go. “You know, I really like this present. I’m not sure I can take all the time I need to truly enjoy it now, though.”
“If you only try to do that, I’ll bite you!”
Casey smirked and oh-so-slowly pulled the plug out of Nolan, watching his mate as he writhed under him, his head thrown backward, his neck completely exposed, the mating scar obvious on the pale skin. He straightened and looked down before letting the plug go and watching it as it slid back into Nolan’s body.
“I swear, if you don’t take it out right now and fuck me into the mattress, you’re going to regret you set foot out of the bed this morning!”
“You know I love how snarky you get in bed, babe, but technically I didn’t set foot out of bed yet to—”
Nolan howled and pushed up, and before Casey could do anything to stop him, he was pushing him down on the bed and yanking the plug out of himself. Casey winced at the sight, because it was done without care whatsoever, but he didn’t even have the time to ask Nolan if he was fine that Nolan was already straddling him and sliding down on his cock.
Casey gasped. The heat and tightness always amazed him, no matter how many times he made love to Nolan. The cat shifter didn’t give Casey the time to do anything more than grabbing Nolan’s hips before he started moving on Casey, the movement maddening. Casey might have been playing the cool one, but the fact that his mate had taken the time to stretch himself and insert the plug had aroused him so much that he too was already close to the edge.
Moving his legs, he laid his feet flat on the bed and pushed on the, thrusting up. Nolan was beautiful on top of him, his head throw back, his eyes mostly closed but still showing a tiny bit of dilated pupil. His hands had been on Casey’s thighs before he had moved his legs, and now Nolan leaned forward, splaying them on Casey’s chest. He smiled, exposing the fangs that had dropped down, and Casey tilted his head to the side.
Nolan didn’t lose one second before striking. Casey felt the sharp teeth entering his flesh and he gave one more thrust, lodging himself as deep as he could go in Nolan before letting go. He felt Nolan’s muscles spasm around him as he came with him, and the pulls on his neck slowed downed almost immediately.
Nolan licked the wound before letting himself fall on Casey’s chest, and Casey used the opportunity to have his mate still to cuddle. It didn’t happen nearly enough.
He burrowed one hand into Nolan’s hair while he used the other one to caress long trails on the man’s back. He should have known it wouldn’t last long, though. Nolan was already moving, looking up and asking, “Okay, so where’s my present?”