Run with the Moon

by Bailey Bradford

  Until he felt the warm weight of Valen’s sac in his hand, and the crinkly press of pubic hair on his palm. It told Aaron that yes, he was awake, aware, and not lost in the best dream he’d ever had.

  He cupped Valen’s balls more firmly.

  “Yeah, that’s it, just keep—ungh!” Valen dropped down on one hand, bracing it beside Aaron’s head. “Yeah, fuckin’— Oh, oh gods!”

  His balls pulled up, the skin casing them wrinkling as the nuts went hard and tight. A heartbeat later, wet heat splattered Aaron’s chin.

  “Gods, yeah, gotta…mark,” Valen was saying.

  Aaron assumed Valen meant the cum that kept landing on him. After it hit Aaron’s chin, Valen arched his pelvis closer and Aaron’s cheek and neck were the recipients of the next two shots of spunk. The fourth one landed on Aaron’s shoulder.

  Aaron opened his mouth up to speak. He got no further than a startled sound when Valen swiped his fingers through his own cum then held them to Aaron’s lips.

  Aaron’s belly fluttered and he debated what to do for all of a half second. He stuck his tongue out tentatively in case he absolutely hated the taste of cum, then moaned happily when he discovered that the salty flavor wasn’t bad at all. A little bitter. Aaron had always preferred that over sweet.

  “Gods, that’s so sexy.” Valen pushed his spunk-covered fingers into Aaron’s mouth. “The things we could do together…”

  Aaron sucked eagerly, both appalled and thrilled with his own daring.

  “Fuck,” Valen gritted out. “Your tongue feels so silky. It’s made for my—” He pressed his lips together and yanked his fingers from Aaron’s mouth.

  Aaron was confused. Everything had been beyond good, and he’d had his first sexual release with another person, and even better, it’d been with a strong, sexy man. It might have violated the rules he’d been raised with. Even so, he wouldn’t have changed the experience for the world.

  “Come. Let me take you to a more secluded spot. We are still vulnerable here. I wasn’t thinking,” Valen admitted, a crooked grin showing off his white teeth. He picked up the one shoe that he’d taken off of Aaron’s foot. “Up you go.”

  As if Aaron could even move. Somehow he managed, even with his pants hanging awkwardly on one leg, and Valen scooped him into strong arms.

  Aaron squealed and wrapped his arms around Valen’s neck. “What are you doing?”

  “Seems obvious.” Valen jostled him lightly. “Carrying you. Your knee is hurt, and I’m not done with you yet.”

  Aaron’s cock was softening from his release, and if Valen kept talking like that, it’d get hard again very quickly. “Oh. Oh, well, that’s okay then.”

  Valen chuckled and strode toward the stream. “Rivvie, keep a watch out.”

  “Oh ho, gonna get some,” Rivvie snickered. “More, I mean. Get some more.”

  Aaron buried his face against Valen’s chest, wishing he could just disappear. Except that would mean he wouldn’t get to find out what else Valen wanted to do to him.

  “Rivvie,” Valen growled. “Cut it out. Watch for people searching for Aaron.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “There’s a den I passed not far from here,” Valen said several strides later.

  Aaron kept his face pressed to Valen’s chest. He liked hearing the steady thump of his heart and the rush of air in and out of his lungs. “A den? What kind of den?”

  “Likely an abandoned one.” Valen didn’t supply any more of an answer. After another stretch of silence, he stopped. “I’m going to put you down then help you get in.”

  “I can stand up,” Aaron protested. “It’s not like I’m in a bunch of pain.”

  Valen leered at him. “You’ll be feeling nothing but pleasure again very soon. I want you more than I’ve wanted anyone, I think.”

  Aaron was flattered, and eager. He bit back a grimace when he had to stand on his own. His knee ached. It wasn’t a horrible pain. It reminded him of when he’d tried to race Jason Elderberry and had twisted his ankle. Aaron had lost the race. Jason had had to carry him back to the house.

  It hadn’t felt nearly as good to be carried by Jason as it did to have Valen holding him.

  Valen knelt and looked into the den. “It’s got more room a few feet in. It’s not quite a cave. Could look for one. I’m sure there’s many on this mountain.”

  “This is good.” Aaron wanted Valen to hurry up before all the reasons why Aaron shouldn’t be doing this screamed louder in his head than all the reasons he should. Right now, he only had one reason for going through with this—he wanted Valen. It was a darn good and strong argument for standing there and waiting.

  Valen entered the den. “It’s clear. No critters besides me.” He scooted out of it then stood. His eyes burned with a hunger even Aaron could understand despite his innocence.

  Then again, how innocent was he now that he’d experienced one release with Valen?

  “Do you need help?” Valen asked.

  Before Aaron could answer, Valen took his hands and eased him onto his back. “What are you doing?”

  Valen caressed Aaron’s cheek. “I like the idea of bringing you in here.”

  Aaron was confused until Valen tucked his hands under Aaron’s shoulders then began to drag him into the den.

  Valen was careful, and Aaron didn’t get any bumps or scrapes. He didn’t get to say anything, either, because Valen was stretched out on him within seconds.

  “Now,” Valen all but purred, “where should I start?”

  Chapter Five

  The way Valen saw it, he had the time to spend a few hours with the sexy man who so clearly wanted him. There was no timetable for when Valen had to be settled somewhere, and even if there had been, Aaron was enough of a temptation to have him changing plans.

  Now, with Aaron writhing under him, Valen wondered if one night would be enough. It would have to be. While Valen had no schedule, it was a certainty that Aaron would be missed and people would be coming for him.

  But not yet. Valen deepened the kiss as he let the flavor of Aaron infuse itself with his marrow. It felt like that was what happened, as if something was bone-deep right about them being together in that moment.

  Valen rolled them, putting Aaron on top so he could palm the firm swells of his ass. Aaron was thin, the skin on his back warm and smooth, the knobs of his spine prominent. Surprisingly, his butt had a nice shape to it. Valen kneaded that flesh and debated what he wanted to do.

  Throwing Aaron down and fucking him wasn’t going to happen no matter how much Valen wanted to bury his dick inside Aaron’s heat. Valen was positive that Aaron was a virgin, and Valen had neither the lubricant nor the patience to relieve Aaron of that title. Not anally at least. He’d certainly make sure Aaron lost all his other cherries.

  Starting with the sweet, warm mouth Valen was still plundering.

  Then he had plans for another part of Aaron’s sexy body. He wanted to do everything he could to the man’s ass. Lick it, finger it, fuck it. Any one or all of those things. If Aaron wants that, too.

  Oh, to feel the smooth, hot skin of Aaron’s butt! The way the muscles there flexed and hardened as he shimmied his clothing down.

  Then Aaron was nude, and his wet-tipped dick was a temptation Valen had no need to resist. There was also no reason to rush. Valen cupped the back of Aaron’s head with one hand while keeping the other on Aaron’s delectable ass. Aaron’s long, silky hair spilled over to tickle Valen’s cheek.

  The kiss became more ardent, with Valen nipping at Aaron’s tongue and lips while squeezing his buttock with more force. He wanted to do everything to the man, take him in every position he could think of and make up some of their own.

  It wasn’t going to happen, Valen reminded himself. He did brush his fingers down Aaron’s crease, let the tips brush over his hole.

  Aaron moaned and rocked his hips urgently against Valen’s.

  Valen put them back on their sides. He pulled his mouth from Aaron�
�s and sucked at the delicate skin under his ear.

  “Oh,” Aaron panted. “Oh gods, don’t stop!”

  “Not going to.” Valen sucked until he had brought up a purple mark, then he put Aaron on his back and began licking and kissing his way to Aaron’s nipples.

  Aaron mewled for him, parting his legs and thrusting his leaking cock up against Valen’s belly.

  “I don’t… Don’t know what to do,” Aaron rasped, bending his legs so that they framed Valen’s shoulder and torso.

  “Just listen to your body.” It sounded like stupid advice. It wasn’t. “Trust it.” Valen licked down Aaron’s soft belly. He didn’t have the ridged muscles there like Valen did, and that was another intriguing difference he appreciated. There was the faintest sprinkling of golden-white hairs leading to Aaron’s navel.

  Valen rubbed his lips over them before dipping his tongue into Aaron’s belly button.

  “Valen!” Aaron squirmed and grabbed onto Valen’s shoulders. “That tickles!”

  “Mmm.” Valen grinned as he lapped at it again. He’d never given a shit about tonguing any past lover’s belly button, yet he found doing so to Aaron incredibly rewarding, not to mention hot. He liked the way Aaron squirmed, pushing into the wet licks then pulling away, as if he couldn’t decide whether the sensation was more pleasurable than not, but he was wiling to allow Valen the luxury of helping him figure that out.

  And there were the sounds Aaron made, so intriguing for reasons Valen couldn’t pinpoint. He didn’t try, either. Instead he just let them fill him with a joy he’d not experienced before.

  Aaron giggled and the sound of that warmed Valen in an entirely different way than arousal did. He lipped the sweet skin below, making a pink trail that led down to Aaron’s sparse pubic hair. His dick was full and thick, tempting, but Valen kissed around it and licked the heated skin where Aaron’s thigh and groin met.

  “Valen, I can’t… I need…” Aaron moaned and buried his hands in Valen’s hair. He tugged, trying to get Valen’s mouth closer to his shaft.

  Valen nipped his thigh, then sucked until a dark purple hickey was raised up. He took a hold of Aaron’s hands and peeled them from his hair.

  Then he pushed at Aaron’s elbows. “Keep your arms above your head.” He didn’t like having his hair pulled, and he needed to be in control.

  Aaron whimpered as he did as Valen had ordered.

  For a reward, and because he wanted to do it so badly, Valen licked Aaron’s leaking slit.

  “Ah!” Aaron yelped, his hips bucking. “Gods!”

  Valen grinned and did it again, at the same time wrapping a hand around the base of Aaron’s cock. He pushed his tongue against that tiny opening and Aaron went wild for him, shouting and moaning.

  He didn’t move his hands down, didn’t grab at Valen, which impressed Valen and ratcheted up his desire for Aaron.

  Valen palmed Aaron’s balls then rolled them as he sucked on Aaron’s cockhead. Other than a hint of honey-like sweetness, the pre-cum had little taste to it compared to the stronger, bitter tang of a shifter’s pre-cum. It could have just been that Aaron was sweeter all the way around. Whatever the case, Valen liked it. He sealed his lips around the glans and sucked forcefully.

  Aaron wailed and more moisture leaked from his slit.

  Valen’s cock throbbed with the need for attention. He released Aaron’s cock. “I’m gonna turn around and you’re gonna suck my dick.” If Aaron wanted to protest, he had time. Instead, he made eager sounds as he trembled.

  “Can I touch you?” Aaron asked when Valen planted his knees on either side of Aaron’s head.

  “Yeah, now. Just don’t touch my asshole,” Valen directed. He wasn’t big on being penetrated, especially without lube.

  “I-I w-wouldn’t,” Aaron stuttered. “That isn’t—”

  Valen looped his arms around Aaron’s legs, gripped his ass from underneath him, and parted his cheeks. “Isn’t what?”

  He didn’t wait for an answer. Valen arched his neck and nosed over Aaron’s tight pucker.

  “Oh!” Aaron tried to close his legs.

  “You want me to stop?” Valen asked, capping the question with a wet lick.

  Rather than answer, Aaron let his legs drop open.

  Valen chuckled then lapped at his hole again. The angle was awkward, so he didn’t really rim Aaron, just gave him some sensation and stimulation there.

  And Aaron loved it once he relaxed. Valen rimmed even less often than he allowed penetration—which was to say, this was his first time doing it. He thought he liked it as much as Aaron did.

  As soon as he realized that Valen was touching him there, Aaron wanted to sink into the ground. He’d had thoughts, fantasies, even dreams about having a cock in him. He hadn’t realized it was something that might be possible. It’d been one of the reasons Aaron had felt like he didn’t belong in the village.

  “You’ve got a sweet ass,” Valen said, his words and breath wafting over Aaron’s wet hole. “Could eat it all night long. Maybe I should.”

  “I thought you wanted me to suck you?” Aaron’s face went hot just saying it.

  “Oh, I do, honey. Believe me, you’re gonna suck my dick—after I make you come from this.” Valen moved until he wasn’t straddling Aaron at all, and he tugged on Aaron’s hip. “On your belly. I’d have you on your hands and knees. Since you’re hurt, that isn’t going to happen.”

  Aaron’s knee did ache when he rolled over.

  Valen muttered something then shoved Aaron’s wadded up pants beneath his hips.

  “Only bruises you get will be intentional ones,” Valen said.

  Aaron shivered. That should have sounded ominous, yet he was more turned on than ever.

  And he was really going to let Valen part his cheeks, as he was now doing, and lick him there again.

  Except there was no licking right away. Aaron craned his neck and blushed furiously when he saw that Valen was staring at his asshole. Aaron clenched his cheeks, trying to hide that part of himself.

  “Ah-ah,” Valen said, pressing them farther apart. “No hiding from me. Are you embarrassed?”

  “Yes!” Aaron said louder than he’d meant to. “Yes, I am.”

  Valen spread his butt cheeks even more, until Aaron felt the tug of it in his opening. “Don’t be. It’s just a part of your body, like any other. You don’t get embarrassed if someone looks at your elbow, do you?”

  “It’s not the same thing.” Aaron hissed and quit looking over his shoulder. It was making his neck ache. “This is my…”

  “I know what it is, and it’s a pretty little asshole.”

  How could Valen be so outspoken about it?

  Aaron might have asked, but Valen licked right into him. Literally, into him. Aaron felt Valen’s tongue in his hole and it boggled his mind.

  And it felt really, really good.

  “Mmm,” Valen murmured against him. He raked his teeth over Aaron’s pucker then began to do something that Aaron could hardly process.

  He began to fuck Aaron with that slick tongue, a steady, wet penetration that pushed more and more tingling warmth into Aaron with every thrust.

  “Oh gods, oh gods, Valen, Valen,” Aaron repeated, unable to articulate anything else. He grabbed handfuls of his own hair and pulled, the bright shots of pain on his scalp somehow adding to his pleasure.

  Valen kept kneading Aaron’s butt, too, working more amazing amounts of pleasure into him.

  Aaron’s cock was harder than it had ever been, his balls drawn up tight and they ached for release.

  Valen kept driving him out of his mind with those licks and that tongue fucking. Eventually, he pulled back and bit Aaron first on the left cheek, then the right. “Now, this is going to feel so good, honey.”

  Being called ‘honey’ almost made Aaron come on the spot. It wasn’t the first time Valen had used the endearment, which was precisely why it excited him so much. Once could have been a slip of the tongue. Twice or more? It was
intentional.

  Then something thicker and harder than a tongue breached his hole, and Aaron howled with the burn of it. Except the burn was a good one, it fed more rapturous sensations into Aaron.

  “Gods, you are so fucking hot and tight and, mmm, silky,” Valen said. “I can feel your muscles rippled around my finger, holding it so snug.”

  Aaron thought that was a good thing. Valen sounded pleased and aroused.

  “Wish I could fuck you,” Valen murmured. He wiggled his finger.

  Aaron had thought he’d felt the pinnacle of ecstasy before, but he’d been very, very wrong. Whatever Valen touched inside him sent the most incredible and erotic waves of bliss through him. It spread like a fever, heating him from inside his rectum throughout all of his body.

  “Yeah, honey. Look at you.”

  The approval in Valen’s voice was almost as good as his touch.

  Aaron writhed, trying to get more in him. More what, he wasn’t certain, he only knew he needed it.

  Valen’s rough chuckle was followed by him pushing his other hand beneath Aaron. He fisted Aaron’s dick and gave it a squeeze. “You’re as hard as the rock walls around us. Come for me. Give me your seed.”

  Aaron wanted to hold out. He wanted to feel as good as he did then forever. Valen rubbed the heel of his hand over Aaron’s crown, following that with the press of a digit over his slit. There was no holding back then.

  “Valen!” Aaron cried out as the most intense climax he’d ever had tore through him. He was dizzy and shaking as he came, each spurt wringing him out more than the one before it. His body felt light as if it would float off, his limbs not his own as he released into Valen’s hand.

  “Gorgeous,” he heard Valen say. “Fucking gorgeous, Aaron.”

  Aaron might have grunted. He wasn’t sure. His eyelids were too heavy to keep open.

  * * * *

  Aaron couldn’t have said what woke him up. It could have been the strong arms around him, the heat rolling off the big body beside him, the steady thump thump thump of the heart beating in the chest Aaron had his head pillowed on. Although, pillowed wasn’t quite right. It was a hard, muscled chest he rested his head on.