Callum's hands deftly explored every inch of Aster's skin, leaving a trail of warmth and goosebumps. Callum's lips, now running down Aster's neck, were a burning mixture of passion and restrained desire. Aster let himself be carried away by the moment, surrendering to the intimate connection they shared.
Every touch of Callum's was an invitation to explore new territory, an invitation that Aster gladly accepted. As the heat increased between them, Aster's breathing became more irregular. Callum, noticing this, slowed down the intensity of the kiss, but didn't stop cuddling. His fingers glided gently through Aster's hair, and he murmured soft words that were lost in the evening breeze.
Aster felt a mixture of emotions—a fusion of ecstasy and vulnerability. The intensity of the moment was concrete, material, and palpable, and he knew he was about to embark on an unforgettable journey with Callum. As the stars watched silently, Aster and Callum danced on the edge of desire, exploring the boundaries of a passion that burned like an intense flame. In that instant, the world around them disappeared, leaving only the unique connection between them.
"I'm going to eat you, Callum," he whispered into Aster's mouth, inserting his hand and, the next moment, invading his underwear.
"I'll eat you on that dinner table and wherever else you want."
"I'm serious".
"I get it," Aster replied with a sigh".
Aster turned back a little and closed my eyes, appreciating his touch. Callum was dedicated and attentive, and I was surprised that Callum was able to fuck him with his fingers and distribute kisses between my lips and his neck at the same time.
Aster was already completely soaked when Callum deprived him of his caresses by withdrawing his hands. Opening his eyes, Aster was able to see him sucking on the index finger he had fucked him with. It was one of the most erotic images he had ever seen.
"You taste amazing," Callum murmurs, running his thumb over my bottom lip. Aster was still ordering a coherent response at the moment when Callum grabbed him by the hip and propelled him into his lap. Aster felt his legs immediately go around his waist, and again, his mouth was covered with demanding and firm lips.
Callum takes it somewhere, and I only find out where it is when it is placed on the elegantly arranged table. Callum remained between Aster's legs, not stopping his kisses as if it were his first and last opportunity—when he pushed away the dishes that were set.
An outrageous moan escaped Aster the instant Callum's tongue clashed with his member. Callum sucked him hard, unreservedly, and passionately, running his tongue all over his member with dedication.
Aster tried to cling to one of the edges of the table to hold the current of pleasure that made his body vibrate, but I couldn't reach it. Aster squirmed. From one side to the other, a delicious despair rose through every inch of his body.
Callum squeezed his legs, keeping him in my place, sucking, licking, and sucking harder and harder and harder. Aster felt a soft, tender kiss on my mouth before he made his way back between her thighs. When Callum pulled him further to the edge of the table, he placed Aster's legs on his shoulders and asked Aster to cross his ankles around the back of his neck.
"Callum..." Aster feels like he's going to cry because he's again doing amazing things with his mouth. Who grabs her well-combed hair and curls her spine even more over the table, unable to withstand the electricity of pleasure that runs through my body without moving!
Aster is sure that he's moaning too loudly and that everyone in the hotel is listening to them the moment he screams for the first time, very shortly after the first orgasm.
A double orgasm, Aster's thoughts! Heavens, God, Aster, you don't remember if you ever had a double orgasm?
Callum then massages his own member and masturbates for a while as a smile grows on it.
Aster realized that the idiotic and romantic Alpha was showing off. Of course, it is. "Come here," Callum says, pulling Aster from the surface. Leaving Aster facing the table, his ass sticking towards him, his Callum breastplate on his back.
Callum slips the tip of his nose through his hair, taking a deep breath. Aster still sits, him masturbating against her buttocks, which twitch in anticipation.
As he nibbles on the tip of Aster's ear, her hoarse voice makes Aster's legs go limp.
"I don't know how to be delicate.
"Who says I need delicacy or civility?"
Aster counters, sticking his ass up against his erection, almost begging. It was as if he could feel Callum's smile on the back of his neck as Callum murmured a dirty phrase in his ear and fit in his entrance. Callum curls a portion of Aster's hair in his hand and pulls him back.
With a single blow, it penetrates vigorously and in a single stroke. Aster clings tightly to the edge of the table and groans desperately, welcoming him with all pleasure.
His rhythm is strong and merciless as he penetrates, as he himself had said.
Callum isn't delicate, and wow, how Aster loved that moment when Callum wasn't delicate. How she loved that he put his hair firmly every time he thrusts with strong rhythms; how he loved it when Callum used his free hand to slap from his buttocks.
Then Callum pushed his face against the edge of the table and intensified his pace, devouring it vigorously, so loud that the noise of skin against skin was very loud and the legs of the table moved a little out of place.
There was no shame in moaning together—hoarse, choppy, and pleasurable moans that excited as much as the powerful member inside him.
"Lift your leg," Callum commands.
I barely have time to answer the command; he himself is making me rest my right leg on the tabletop. Then Callum takes her hands and directs her to my cock.
"Touch your penis while I fuck that hot ass of yours."
"Callum!" he shouted, and an instant after his words, the clash between my thighs was inevitable. A slap hits my ass, along with a very, very deep thrust.
"I told you to masturbate.
"As he says that, Callum gives another slap and another thrust so deep that I feel a delicious pang of pain.
It's the most enjoyable punishment of my life. Immediately, Aster begins to masturbate in compliance with his order. As soon as your fingers meet your bundle of nerves, a wonderful wave of pleasure courses through your blood vessels, sending an incredible shock through your entire system.
He pressed more on his sensitive point in an attempt to facilitate the orgasm. However, Aster was completely slippery, and this made the friction of masturbation difficult, although it is incredible that I am lubricated in such an intense way, to the point of flowing fluids down his legs and his hand.
"Callum..." Aster whimpers again, feeling that his fingers are not insufficient.
"Please, please, touch me"!
Callum does it an instant later, and it's like he's going to die at that very moment because it's so good. Two long, rough fingers on my wet with just the right force and his member going in and out of him strongly are a more than perfect match.
Aster covered his hands with Callum's, for some reason feeling the need, and helped him put more pressure on his sensitive spot.
"Do you feel it, Aster?" It feels like your ass; it's soaked!
Callum whispers in her ear, nibbling on the tip of her ear. "Completely slippery, swallowing my cock with ease. Sighs, trembling, Aster is enjoying your teasing and verbiage.
Because Callum can't just be good with his amazing penis or be good only at oral sex, he also has to be good with dirty words that make his ass twitch.
"I'm eating you good, Aster." It's not a question! Callum doesn't care if it tastes good to Aster; he doesn't want an answer. That is a fact. A realization that it's good for him. And Callum is so evil, conceited, and self-assured that he knows it's fine with me too.
"I'm fucking eating you!"
At that moment, Callum tugged on Aster's back, slamming against his chest. Callum turns your face of Aster to his and takes your mouth in a completely desperate kiss.
Callum flies wildly, feeling the orgasm rise in his balls, and I sink my finger into the flesh of Aster's ass to come inside him. Losing all self-control, Callum announces that he's cumming.
Too exciting.
It only takes another minute for Callum to unravel inside him with a deep thrust. I grab her warm body and rest my face against her back, catching my breath as I slow her pace.
Aster cracks a wide smile—so rare for him—tainted by a sense of well-being and happiness.
Praise be to endorphins and pheromones.
Aster awoke to the feeling of Callum's fingers delicately entwined in his hair. The morning erection stood out gently against the base of his spine as he nestled comfortably in Callum's arms.
Callum's soft purr, more than a quiet, rhythmic breath, suddenly became the favorite symphony of the morning, which had barely begun. Moving slowly, she turned to face him. She watched him sleep for a few moments, and the image was... heavenly, too beautiful.
He moved closer, hiding his face against Callum's warm chest. The scent of his skin provoked a faint smile, making him feel even more welcomed. Perhaps unconsciously, Callum placed a kiss in his hair and hugged him tighter.
It wasn't long before Aster succumbed to sleep again. Aster didn't know how long he slept this time, but when he woke up, he found the bed empty and the room filled with a serene atmosphere.
When he opened his eyes, he seemed to be in some kind of dream paradise. Callum was there, with only a towel wrapped around his waist—a paradisiacal sight. He stood next to the bed, smiling serenely and holding formally elegant clothes.
"Good morning," he said, leaning closer to Aster and leaning in to place a soft kiss on his lips.
"Don't get up; keep sleeping.
Aster accepted the proposal and, yes, went back to sleep.
"He was sincere with his feelings". He wasn't interested in what he was feeling.
"Although he felt like a sentimental animal who easily clung to what aroused his feelings, he knew that he could not demand anything from Callum because he is cannon fodder.
He always knew that, and he wouldn't behave like a foolish boy in love. Aster awoke slowly, the gentle rays of the sun caressing his skin. Still wrapped in soft, warm sheets, he realized that the familiar smell of the room was different now, a mixture of his own scents intertwined with the pheromones left by Callum.
As his eyes opened, a soft smile curled Aster's lip. Memories of the night before flooded her mind like a tide of warmth and desire. She could feel Callum's touch—the burning passion they shared—echoing in every inch of her skin.
He decided to leave the bed and head to the bathroom, where the soft light and steam from the hot water created a cozy atmosphere.
The tub was full, waiting to envelop him in her comforting caress. Aster sank into the hot water, allowing the memories of the previous night to float through his mind. As the drops trickled down his body, Aster closed his eyes. He had a goofy, sob-like smile.
However, he could foresee a great deal of chaos approaching him!