“Fuck me, Oberon.”
There was no going slow with Oberon. He plunged into me, filling my channel with his dick, stretching me until I couldn’t stretch any further. And then he pulled back and thrust into me again. I yelped and arched my back, so I could accept him better.
“More,” I begged.
26
OBERON
Wow!
I tried to wait outside, to be patient, but I couldn’t. My bear wouldn’t allow me. If he had his way, I’d already be inside my mate, marking him from the inside as my teeth and claws marked his skin.
I kept waiting for the jealousy to set in. My mate had two other mates and not just any mates, but my brothers. Sharing a home was one thing. Sharing a mate, quite another. It should repulse me—anger me possibly, but it didn’t. It had me happy, happy that my mate would be surrounded by love and protection and everything he could ever need.
But did he know that? Did he know this wasn’t just about erections and orgasms and his hot tight ass that begged to be slapped and that it was about more?
I charged into the room, but stayed at the door. It took all of my strength not to pounce on him and taste those sweet lips, to lick his cock like a lollipop, to pound into his slick ass. But this was important. Being with him without saying what needed to be said would make the experience less than it should be. This would be our first time together and I needed it to be special even if it was frenzied and lust induced.
It would be that.
“I want to let you know it’s not just about sex. It’s you, Candrin, the whole person that I love.”
He stared at me, tilting his head to the side as if momentarily confused.
“Thank you. I appreciate that.”
His eyes raked up and down my body and he licked his lips. It wasn’t him being flirty, I didn’t think. It was straight up desire. He liked what he saw, which worked for me becauseI liked what I saw, too.
“But right now I have slick streaming out of my ass and my hole needs a cock.” He stroked his dick.
The show was great and I could stand there and watch him do that all day long. What I couldn’t do was let my mate’s request go unfulfilled. If he wanted my cock, he was going to have it. There would be time for us to go slow and watch and explore and experiment, but that time wasn’t now. My needy omega needed his hole tended to and I was the lucky alpha he wanted to take care of it.
I leaped onto the mattress and brushed his hands to the side. He didn’t need to be taking care of himself, not when I was with him. I leaned in and licked his thick cock from the slit to the base, loving the taste of his pre-cum on my tongue. Not wanting to leave his slick entrance lonely, my finger gave it the attention it deserved, circling it, teasing it, sliding easily over it, my mate so slick for me.
“Mmmm I love your taste and your scent,” I mumbled around his cock, too selfish to let it go, even if only to praise my mate.
“I need yourcock in me,” he pleaded.
His length slid from my lips as I positioned myself between his legs. As much as I loved having him in my mouth, my mate needed more. And what my mate needed, he was going to get.
I held my cock in one hand and circled his hole with it, loving the way he squirmed, trying to get me to seek entrance. His anticipation was heady. I had a feeling my mate liked to be edged. I wouldn’t do that to him. Not tonight, but I filed it away for later. There wasn’t going to be a boring day with him in my life, that was for sure.
“Fuck me, Oberon.” He pushed back, this time with force.
Unable to deny him any longer, I thrust into him until I was fully seated. His hole welcomed me, his moan of pleasure everything. I filled him completely, his hole looking even sexier stretched around my cock. I pulled back and thrust into him again, this time with a tad more restraint. If we were going to enjoy this for more than a few seconds I was going to need to hold back a bit. He felt too good and it was a miracle he hadn’t already been filled with my cum, my orgasm far too close for the marathon love making I initially had in mind.
He yelped and arched his back, wiggling his ass and making his presence known, as if there was anything else that could steal my attention from him. He might not see how important he was to me, how he’d become my entire world in such a short period of time, but he would soon enough. I’d make sure of it.
“More,” he begged. “I need more. I need everything. Fuck me, Oberon. I need to come. I need you to come. I need your knot.” His words were frantic, his breath uneven, his desire addictive.
“I don’t want this to be over too soon.” I pulled out and he wailed at the loss of my dick. Grabbing his hips, and holding them tightly, I flipped him over so he was on hands and knees. And then I plunged into him again. “Tell me when you’re going to come.”
He looked over his shoulder at me, “Why? So you can stop?”
I barked out in laughter. “I thought of it more as adjusting accordingly, but sure.”
“Just fuck me, Oberon. You can torment me later.” He attempted to push back, but I washolding him too tightly.
