‘I don’t know. I guess I could have made it more romantic or something? I could have checked in more, maybe. There should have been candles. Rose petals.’
Callum extracted his hands from under my—his—jumper and pulled at my wrists until I stopped clutching my face. ‘Aster, I’ve loved everything we’ve done together. I don’t want to change any of it.’ A look stole across his face, confident and bold. ‘What I would like is for you to have sex with me.’
‘Yes.’ I nodded with my whole upper body, swaying on his thighs. I scrabbled up and grabbed a handful of condoms and one of the tubes of lube. ‘Yes. Let’s do that.’
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
CALLUM
While my non-existent refractory period meant that as soon as Aster dragged me into the bedroom I was good to go, his body took longer to catch up. Not that he wasted that time. Lube and condoms dropped onto the bedside table, Aster pushed me on the bed and kissed across my face and chest and legs, slowly worshiping every inch of my body as he undressed me.
I flipped him onto his back and did the same. It was understandable that he would expect me to have sex with him. Most of the time, I muscled my way on top, desperate for him to fall apart beneath me. But I was grateful he hadn’t put up a fight when I asked to do it the other way. I didn’t think I would be able to rein in my wolf while pressing inside him.
I’d have more control when receiving, or at least brain space to focus on holding my teeth and hands in their human shapes.
Aster had been less bothered about having sex with me than the fact that I’d never done this before. He hadn’trealised how inexperienced I was, but I hadn’t hidden it. I had no special moves or tricks. I’d gotten lucky that the only person I wanted to be intimate with considered tentative exploration sexy.
I pushed down his pyjama bottoms, his chest already bare, and sucked his hardening penis into my mouth. His earlier release coated the smooth skin. I groaned as I licked along the underside, popping off to chase every drop of his cum from across his shaft and balls.
‘Don’t do that too much,’ Aster whined. ‘Otherwise things will be over disastrously soon.’
I lifted my head from his groin, jealously eyeing the pearly liquid at the tip of his penis. I tongued at it, but darted away when Aster bucked into my mouth.
‘Yes. Good. Not doing that is good.’ Aster threw a hand over his face and hitched his hips once more into the air. He lowered his arm as I crawled up his body. ‘On to the main event.’
The lube was odourless. I sniffed at the slick wetness Aster pumped onto his fingers, satisfied I wouldn’t be distracted by a chemical smell. He rubbed his fingers together and nudged me onto my back.
He rose up on his elbow, his expression pinched. ‘Um. So. This is going inside of you. Inside a special place. But there are, um. Certain preparations. For this activity.’
‘I’m clean.’ The low growl of my voice shocked me. ‘I’ve been practising fingering myself in the shower.’
‘You’ve been practising fingering yourself in the shower,’ Aster repeated slowly, his expression turning dazed.
I lifted up onto my elbows and kissed him. ‘I’ve wanted to have sex with you too,’ I murmured against his lips. ‘I’vebeen putting my fingers inside myself in the shower for a while. I wanted to be ready for you.’
The confirmation that I hadn’t forced myself on anyone loosened the tight grip I’d held on my desires. I could freely express them now. I didn’t have to fear I’d lose sight of what Aster wanted. I hadn’t lost control of myself before, so I didn’t have to be so hypervigilant about it happening again.
‘Fucking hell, Cal.’ Aster pulled back from my lips and stared at me. ‘You’re either speechless during sex or the king of dirty talk. Good to know.’
I lowered myself to lie flat on the bed, my words fleeing again as Aster swung his leg over one of mine. He hiked my other knee up and gently pushed my foot out across the mattress.
Panic fluttered through me. I’d never been so exposed to another person before. Aster had touched my bum, had expressed a lot of appreciation for it, but he’d never been so close to it.
His face broke into a wide smile. ‘Every part of you is perfect.’
I blinked, my nerves melting away. I didn’t have time to consider what the expanding warmth in my chest meant before I was occupied with much more pressing feelings. Like Aster’s lips closing around the head of my erection and one slick finger tracing delicately around my hole.
The twin sensations were overwhelming, even more so when the tip of his finger slipped inside. I closed my eyes and fisted my hands in the blankets bunched around me, my hips moving in disjointed thrusts. I couldn’t decide if I wanted more of the wet heat of Aster’s mouth or the gentle stretch of his finger.
I got both. Aster licked over my shaft and balls,while one finger became two and three. A litany of sounds broke forth from me. I was helpless to stop them, helpless to do anything but writhe and moan as Aster drew indescribable pleasure from me.
I’d been fingering myself in the shower in preparation for this, but the awkwardly angled stretch couldn’t compare. Aster probed deep inside me. He grinned around my penis each time he brushed my prostate and I groaned extra loud.
It took me a few seconds, too dazed by pleasure, to realise Aster’s mouth and hand had retreated. I opened my eyes to him rolling a condom over his erection.
One day, I hoped we could have sex without anything between us. Maybe we could get tested before Aster left the island. They weren’t necessary, since I couldn’t carry or pass on any diseases, but if it meant Aster would forego a condom then I’d go through a thousand pointless examinations.
‘You ready, Cal?’ Aster asked.
