Carter's Tryck [Brac Pack 17] by Lynn Hagen Read Free Book Online Page A

erection pressing into Carter’s butt.
    Carter stilled, wondering what he should do next. He liked what his mate was doing to him so far. Correction, he loved it. The fingers running over his skin made his flesh warm everywhere the fingers touched.

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    Man it felt so good.
    His mate slid his other arm under Carter, pulling his back to Tryck’s chest. Tryck’s hand went from Carter’s belly to his cock, kneading it through his underwear. Carter moaned. Lust and desire sucker-punched him in the groin. His legs slowly slid apart as Tryck's hand worked magic on his body, making it feel things Carter never thought possible.
    “That’s it, gatito, Relax.” Carter jerked when Tryck’s hand slid past the waistband, palming his erection. His hand felt hot on Carter’s cock, making him whimper with want.
    “I’ve never…”
    “I know, my kitten.” Tryck kissed his ear, making Carter’s eyes roll back. “Let me show you how good it can be.” Carter nodded once, closing his eyes to the sensations washing over him. Carter’s hands reached up and grabbed the arm holding his body to Tryck’s. He held on, moaning as Tryck’s hand made love to his shaft. His hips bucked, pushing his cock into the pumping action Tryck was already performing on his shaft.
    Carter swallowed when Tryck released his erection and slid his underwear down to his thighs. He pulled his knees further up, allowing his mate to pull them the rest of the way off. Tryck threw the covers back, the cool air raising goose bumps on his skin.
    Tryck’s hand ghosted down his side, over his hip, and back to his cock. Tryck’s thumb spread pre-cum over Carter’s throbbing erection.
    Carter’s legs began to move as if he were riding a bicycle. Tryck chuckled. “Relax, gatito .” Tryck let go of his shaft and placed a hand on his thigh, stilling his wayward legs.
    Tryck then reached under the pillow, pulling a bottle of lube free.
    “Planning your attack all along?” Carter chuckled nervously.
    “ Sí , you are mine.”
    Carter watched Tryck’s hands, watched as one unsnapped the cap and poured the clear liquid into the other. He licked his dry lips, Carter’s Tryck
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    watching as the slicked hand disappeared, and then his ass cheeks parted. Carter was thrown into a world of sensation alien to him.
    The wetted fingers circled around and around his aching hole, a slight pressure, and then circled again. He wasn’t going to panic, no, he could do this. His hands gripped the arm that was across his chest tighter, his nails digging in as a finger breached him.
    Carter’s head swam with the foreign sensation, his body responding in ways to Tryck that Carter never thought it would. His head thrashed in Tryck's arms, as he cried out from the overwhelming sensation.
    “Relax.” Tryck nipped his ear then kissed the sting away. Tryck licked his way down Carter’s neck, making his skin buzz with excitement. So this is what it’s like. He wished he hadn't waited so long, hadn’t been too scared to experience it before. If what Tryck was doing to him was anything to go by, Carter would never get enough.
    Carter relaxed his ass muscles, unclenching his cheeks. He took a deep breath then nodded. That slight burn had turned into an unparalleled pleasure that he wanted more of.
    Tryck moved the finger around, pushing a second one in. It felt odd, foreign, until Tryck did something back there, and Carter shouted. He wiggled around, humping air as electricity shot through his body. His whole being seemed to jerk as the sensations crashed through him.
    “You like?” Tryck asked in that seductive voice that made Carter melt. It was guttural and seductive, making him want to hear it again.
    All Carter could do was nod, his lips parted, panting as the sensations threatened to steal his very breath. Tryck did it again, and Carter came apart at the hinges. He pushed back, fucking his mate’s fingers as he moaned. He pushed his ass back over and over