“How about you tell me what you’re up to,” he purred. The tip of his finger dragged across my length as he talked. Then he pulled on the zipper to my pants, slowly bringing it down before flicking open the button and belt. My breath fogged up the glass and my body shook with need and restraint.

“How about,” he purred in my ear. “I won’t tell a soul about what you’ve been up to and in exchange I get to eat your pathetic orgasm. Look at you shivering, a bitch in heat.” Shame burned my face, my lips peeling back to bare my teeth. I was no one’s bitch. He was right though. I was weak and needy, ready to agree to whatever he was saying. The little fucker.

His hand slid into the opening in my pants, fingers rubbing my cock back and forth. I groaned lightly, trying to bite it back but unable to. I wanted him to touch me more—it wasn’t enough.

“Lorcan,” I growled in warning, this time transforming my voice to sound like Dullahan. He sucked in a sharp breath and shuddered.

“Don’t do that,” he growled angrily against my ear as he gripped my cock in his hands. I bucked into his fist as soon as the moment presented itself. Well, there went my restraint.

“See, even you become pathetic,” he said as I thrust into his fist. I groaned, pleasure hot over my body, need making my head cloudy. His fist squeezed, holding me so tight I couldn’t move at all. I made a frustrated noise.

“Tell me what you’re up to,” he said darkly.

“I was watching her,” I said, trying to move my hips.

“Why wouldn’t you capture her?”

“It’s what I do, I watch them,” I said.

“Them?” He asked

“The people…my obsessions,” I said, my body shuddering as he loosened his grip and I fucked into his fist a few more times. Definitely a bad idea but I generally liked those anyway. He tightened his hold again and I growled in frustration.

“Stop being a tease,” I hissed. It was clear we’d both been edging around this ever since we met up. Now with his hand around my cock I was tired of the game and ready to expel some of that tension.

“Puca…what do you do with your obsessions?” Suspicious laced his voice. There was a realization at the edges of his thoughts but he didn’t want to believe it.

“Let me come and I’ll tell you,” I whispered quickly, half hating how easy I was making this for him. He loosened his hand and began moving it up and down my erection. “Oh,” I groaned, pushing my forehead in the plexiglass and trying to keep from falling over as my knees weakened. I was chasing my orgasm fast, my balls drawing up. I growled and pumped into his fist. A few more strokes and I’d be there. He suddenly gripped the base of my cock tightly, cutting off the orgasm.