Felidae 4: Lev's Discovery

The Felidae 4: Lev’s Discovery
Jade Buchanan
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Copyright ©2007 Jade Buchanan
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“Touch me,” Morgan groaned, moving into each stroking caress along the top of his head.

Aaron grinned behind Morgan’s back, letting the silky smooth fur awaken the nerve endings in his hands. He loved the feel of the other man. Morgan was sitting in front of him, his legs sprawled out.

He fondled Morgan’s skull, learning the differences between them, rubbing the backs of his ears. He grinned at the vibrating purr that erupted from Morgan. He stroked his palms down his neck, smoothing out the muscles that jumped under his fingers. Cupping his shoulders, Aaron bent his head, placing an open-mouthed kiss to the back of his neck.

Moving around his body, Aaron studied Morgan. The other man had his head thrown back, his mouth gasping for breath. Good, he wanted the man out of control, tied in knots because of him. All because he wanted Aaron so badly.

He poked gently in the middle of Morgan’s chest, tipping him backward until he lay down on the ground. Aaron crawled up, straddling the other man. Leaning over him, he pressed strong fingers into either side of his temple, massaging away any stress. He wanted him boneless for this.

Morgan sighed.

“Looks like you have him all stretched out. Now what are you going to do with him?”

Aaron jerked around at the deep voice coming from behind him. Lev was standing in the doorway, a leer on his expressive face. Aaron tipped his shoulder, studying the Leo from beneath half-lowered lashes. “What do you think I should do?”

Lev chuckled. “Fuck him hard. Just the way he likes it.”

Aaron’s cock gave one mighty jerk. He went from zero to sixty in two seconds, primed to do exactly what Lev wanted.

Lev was suddenly there beside him, pulling him off Morgan and setting him to the side. Aaron watched while Lev pressed the spotted man’s legs up to his chest, demanding that he hold them in place. Morgan wiggled his hips, practically begging for it.

“That won’t do. I want to hear him beg.” Aaron surprised even himself with his words. Who knew he had that in him?

“You heard the boy. Beg for it,” Lev crooned. His fingers were busy at Morgan’s hole, preparing him for Aaron’s hard cock.

“Please, please fuck me, please put it in me. I need you,” Morgan whispered. His body was trembling, his hands shaking where he was holding his legs apart.

Aaron smiled wickedly, scooting over until he was between Morgan’s thighs. The head of his cock nudged Morgan’s hole, bumping up against the wrinkled skin. He grabbed hold of the base of his shaft, lining himself up. He started to push inside, velvety warm skin parting for his invasion.

The door slid open, startling him. Morgan stalked into the room, not even bothering to knock. It was as if his thoughts had conjured the man out of thin air.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? I could have been busy in here, did you ever think of that?” Aaron asked, infuriated that he was almost discovered jerking off. His cock was rock hard, only his thin loincloth saving him from complete and utter humiliation.

“Is that right? What could you possibly have been doing that would be interesting in the slightest way?” Morgan asked, a mocking tone in his voice.

Aaron flushed, turning over to his stomach to hide his erection. “You don’t know the first thing about me, Sabor, so don’t try and tax your mind too much.” If Morgan thought he could intimidate him, he had another think coming.

“My name is Morgan, unless your little hairless head is too small to contain that information.”

“I know what your name is, furball, so thanks for pointing that out.” He slid off the bed and stood up to glare at the other man.

“I get the feeling you need things pointed out to you more than once,” Morgan quipped.

“Can you actually count higher than one? I didn’t think you beasts knew how to do that. I’m so impressed. Really, see this is my impressed face.” Aaron raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips.

Morgan grunted, a curious coughing noise from deep in his throat. Speaking of deep in his throat… Aaron was starting to get turned on again by this situation. They were toe to toe, closer than they had ever been before. He still had to look up to meet the Pardus’ eyes, but it didn’t make him feel vulnerable at all. Quite the opposite, in fact.

“Ooh, I’m quite impressed with your ability to make faces. Makes me all tingly, just thinking of the types of faces you can make. C’mon, pull an angry face for me.”

Aaron had to bite down hard on the inside of his mouth, determined that he wasn’t going to give Morgan the satisfaction of seeing how much he was beginning to enjoy this. He was actually starting to like him, despite himself.

“No? How ’bout a happy face? Can you do that, or are your people too simple to entertain on demand.” Morgan chuckled, reaching up his hand to stroke along the coarse hairs covering Aaron’s jaw. “Hmmm, I didn’t think your people had hair on their faces. Rowan certainly doesn’t.”

“Ju-just the men do. I normally shave it off,” he said, his heart pounding.

Morgan was watching him intently, studying his reactions. He suddenly shook his head, moving back out of reach. “I had a reason for coming in here. I’ve been chosen to kick you in the ass and tell you to get out and mingle with the rest of the Pride. You’ve moped enough and we’re nearly at my home. So you better get over it.”

“What do you mean we’re nearly at your home? You’re supposed to be taking me back to Earth. I thought that was the plan?” Aaron asked, his voice raising.

Morgan shrugged, not answering his question. “Are you going to go out peacefully or do I have to drag you out kicking and screaming? If you want my opinion, I’d rather drag you out. It’d be more fun for me.”

“I’d rather stay in here, thank you.”

“I don’t care what you would rather do. Lev wants you outside. He thinks you’re being antisocial.”

“You know what? I don’t really care. I’ve been through a hell of a lot of crap in the past week and if you and Vincent don’t understand that, then I don’t know how much simpler I can make it for you,” he fumed.

“Lev.”

“What?”

“You called him Vincent. His name is Lev,” Morgan explained patiently.

“Do you honestly think I don’t know what his fucking name is?”

Morgan raised his hands in the air. “I’m just trying to explain that you called him Vincent.”

“I know what I called him. I’ll call him whatever the hell I want, Heimlich Menudo.”

Morgan shook his head, obviously perplexed. “I’m not even going to ask.” A small smile played at the edge of his mouth.

Aaron refused to admit how enticing that smile was. He was going insane. He couldn’t be attracted to these cat men. He just couldn’t be. Regardless of his recent fantasy, he wasn’t interested in a relationship with them. He just needed to get laid, that was all.

He needed to go home. Now.