“Yes.”
His voice was breathy and pleading, so I didn’t waste any more time. I eased deeper inside him. The hot, tight, wet friction was incredible. It sent my brain to a higher plane of existence. Like, holy fuck, it felt good.
We moved at each other’s pace, constantly checking on our partner to make sure everything was okay. I would slow down if it seemed too fast, and Remington would move his hips to reassure me the pace was fine.
After a while of slow fucking, I felt a strange sensation at the base of my cock. Since it was unlike anything I’d felt before, I assumed it was a weird shifter thing. I was about to pause and ask Remington when his eyes went wide and he let out a soft yelp.
“What? Are you okay?” I asked.
He blinked. He didn’t seem hurt, just shocked. “Uh… Yes.”
I glanced down to where our bodies met but I didn’t see anything odd, since most of my cock was buried inside him.
“Er, should I pull it out?” I asked.
“It doesn’t feel bad,” Remington reassured me. “Um, actually it feels good. But if you want to see what’s going on, then be my guest.”
Confused and a little worried, I eased back. What I saw nearly made me choke. My cock didn’t look like a normal human cock anymore. It had thickened at the base, but that wasn’t all. It was alsolonglike a wet, fleshy tendril.
“Well. That’s something,” I said, my face flushing in embarrassment.
“That’s sexy as hell,” Remington said at the same time.
We looked at each other then we broke out into a laugh.
“You don’t mind my weird shark dick?” I asked.
“Fuck no,” Remington growled. “Put it back in me.”
All my self-consciousness disappeared. If Remmy liked it, that was all that mattered. I slowly pushed back into his slick hole, moaning at the hot sensation. Remington arched into it, meeting me halfway with a moan of his own. It was fucking sexy watching him match my movements. It truly made me feel like we were one.
My bucking hips gradually built up speed until I was slamming into Remington. His fingers dug into the sand, which spilled out of his grip. We lost any sense of shame and moaned openly on the shore. My senses flooded with Remington’s heat scent, salt, and sex.
The base of my cock seemed to swell further, which would’ve worried me at any other time, but right now I didn’t care. I had the innate feeling that it was natural so I went with it. It helped that every thrust in and out of Remington’s ass sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout my body.
“Fuck,” Remington cried out, his voice tight and high. His eyes clenched shut and he arched his back high off the sand. I gripped his hips, holding him in place as I continued fucking him. “Cum inside me, Nero, please!”
He was begging, desperate. I felt my orgasm rushing up like a building wave about to crash on the shore. I dug my fingers into his skin and clenched my teeth, which felt sharper than normal—my inner shark wanted in on the action, I guess—and fucked Remington as deep as I could go.
A nearby wave exploded on the sand. Remington cried out and came, painting white stripes across his belly. The sight of it made me lose control and I slammed into him one final time before I shot my load deep inside him. I held him close and his legs tightened around me, locking us together as I finished filling him.
We were breathless and panting as I slowly eased him down.
“You all good?” I asked.
He wore a lazy smile as he wiped the sweaty hair from his forehead. “Uh huh…”
My cock seemed to recede back to normal now that the action was over and I pulled out of him with a smallpop.
“I’m glad you like my weird junk, because it’s definitely gonna take me a while to get used to,” I said.
“Iloveyour junk,” Remington said with an amused snort. “Who needs a boring alpha wolf knot when you have a shark knot?”
By now the sun had set fully and the moon took the sky’s place, sending milky light across the water’s rippling surface. Remington’s face looked gorgeous in the moonlight. I stroked his cheek, then leaned in to kiss him.
Just before our lips met, Remington paused. “Did you see that?”
“What?”
