, J. L. Merrow DIYD 01 A Calling For Pleasure 

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up from his knees, a little slower than he might have done,
on account of his tongue insisting it taste every inch of Lars
along the way. Lars seemed to whimper at that, so Rael closed
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that poor mouth with a kiss, twining his tongue around Lars s
until he felt his big old lover s knees begin to tremble.
 You want to take this someplace more horizontal? he
breathed into Lars s mouth.
Lars moaned. Rael figured that was a yes.
They stumbled into Lars s bedroom, and Rael found he
liked it just fine. Not too small, not too tidy . . . and a really big
bed. Rael spun them around and let Lars push him down onto
the covers. His cock was so hard it was damn near torture.
 Sugar, you gotta fuck me, you know that? he moaned.
His tail snuck right in between them to add its two cents to
the argument. One day soon, he was going to jack Lars off
with his tail, Rael decided. But right now, he had needs of his
own.
Lars gave Rael a long, hard stare, yearning coming off
him in teasing little waves, then turned aside to scrabble in a
bedside drawer, bringing out a tube of lube and a couple foil
packets.
 Sugar, Rael chided him fondly,  now what kind of a
succubus would I be if I needed either of those?
His beautiful man just whimpered again.
 Oh, honey, you sure need looking after, don t you? Rael
hitched up his legs with both hands.  Let Rael look after you.
With some strange kind of noise like he was in pain, Lars
lowered himself over Rael, his cock and oh, man, what a
cock pressing hard against Rael s opening.
 Honey, if you don t give it to me now I will die, you know
that? Rael breathed, and with a moan, Lars pushed inside.
Oh, that was sweet. Rael felt his whole damn body quiver.
That was more than sweet. That was the real deal, the full-fat,
high-sugar, mega-caffeine works with chocolate sprinkles on
top.  Lars, honey . . . Rael had never had a lover who d left
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him speechless before. He let his tail curl around their bodies
and stroke Lars on that rock-hard ass.
Lars shuddered.  Rael, baby, damn . . . He was thrusting
in and out of Rael now, every movement bringing waves of
sweet delight.
 Oh, honey, ain t nobody like you, Rael breathed as that
pistoning cock brought him higher and higher. Sweat was
beading on Lars s forehead and Rael flicked out his tongue to
taste a drop. Damn, it was sweeter than wine.
Rael gave that fine ass one last caress with his tail before
snaking it around between them and letting it slip into his
mouth, in and out, his tail fucking his mouth like that huge
slab of meat was fucking his ass.
 Baby, you re killing me . . . Lars panted.
Rael let his tail slip out of his mouth with a pop, all wet
and slick with his spit, and it flicked back behind his lover. It
knew exactly where to go.
Lars moaned as it circled his entrance. Man, Rael loved
that sound.  You want me, sugar? he breathed.
Lars didn t seem capable of giving him an answer, so
Rael just figured he d do what felt good. Arching his back, he
plunged the tip of his tail right up inside his lover.
Lars bellowed and came, pumping Rael full of hot, sweet
juice. Energy flared between them like an atomic explosion,
pouring into Rael and filling him up with ecstasy. High on his
man, Rael lost all control, shaking and shuddering and crying
as his own release pulsed out between them.
They collapsed down together, huffing and panting, Rael s
tail slipping out of his lover to curl happily around that well-
sculpted ass. He couldn t hardly hold a thought together, but
one thing he knew: he was spoiled for anyone else now. No
other lover had ever come close to leaving him so wonderfully,
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gloriously sated and all that without a sign of exhaustion.
He d bet Lars would be good to go again inside an hour or two,
but damn, Rael wasn t sure he could eat another mouthful.
 Honey, you ain t the only one who s gonna die happy, he
breathed into his lover s ear.
Lars stirred.  No. No way. You are not going to die and
leave me now that you ve shown me just how damn good it
can be with you. Hell, do I have to handcuff you to the bed to
keep you here?
Rael smiled like he was fixing to split his whole damn
face in two.  No way in Heaven am I running out on you,
lover. He managed to squeeze a whisker or so closer to Lars s
beautiful body.  But if you want to try the handcuffs, Officer,
I promise I won t resist arrest.
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Also by
jl merrow
jl merrow
A Blast from the Past, Damned If You Do, #2
A Wish Too Far, Damned If You Do, #3
A Glutton for Punishment, Damned If You Do, #4
Slam!
Trick of Time
Pressure Head
Hard Tail
Muscling Through
Pricks & Pragmatism
Wight Mischief
Camwolf
Midnight in Berlin
Sex, Lies & Edelweiss
Snared
Tortoise Interruptus
A Ghoul Like You
Permanently Legless
About
the author
the author
JL Merrow is that rare beast, an English person who
refuses to drink tea. She read Natural Sciences at Cambridge,
where she learned many things, chief amongst which was that
she never wanted to see the inside of a lab ever again. Her one
regret is that she never mastered the ability of punting one-
handed whilst holding a glass of champagne.
She writes across genres, with a preference for
contemporary gay romance and the paranormal, and is
frequently accused of humor. Her novella Muscling Through
was a 2013 EPIC Award finalist.
JL Merrow is a member of the UK GLBTQ Fiction Meet
organizing team.
Find JL Merrow online at www.jlmerrow.com, on Twitter as
@jlmerrow, and on Facebook at www.facebook.com/jl.merrow.
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