“You are,” he murmured without hesitation.
“I am. Now go and lie down on the bed. Spread out your arms and legs.”
When he was right where Conrad wanted him, he found lube to coat the vibrating massager and slipped onto the bed between Kylo’s thighs. One hand pressed into the back of Kylo’s left thigh while he came forward and bit hard at the round globe of Kylo’s ass cheek. He whimpered and pushed up into Conrad’s mouth.
Easing back, Conrad groaned at the sight of a perfect teeth impression in the flesh that hadn’t broken skin. He licked over the red ridges, and Kylo’s body shivered beneath him. Hands dug into the sheets as Conrad teased the flesh, knowing the sting of pain and the tease of wetness would add to the pleasure Kylo was feeling.
Kylo was wide open to him, feeding him with each new reaction. The added connection was what Conrad was coming to love, and he couldn’t wait to explore it fully. For now, he took the plug and ran the slicked end from the top of Kylo’s ass crease to his pucker, where he held it. The buzzing sound increased as he pressed it firmly against the flesh.
Moans, small and broken, came as Kylo rocked against the covers. Conrad slapped the ass cheek he’d marked. “Did I say you could move, Mon Bebe?”
“No,” Kylo groaned.
“Then be good for me and lay still.” Conrad pushed the tip past the tight ring of muscle, knowing the vibration would be maddening. He moved over Kylo’s back to whisper in his ear, “I promise the rewards for being good will be worth it.” He traced a path from Kylo’s ear to his mating mark, where he nibbled on the skin, getting another whimper. Kylo lay passive, making Conrad’s heart soar.
Taking a deep breath to center himself, he shifted his attention back to the prostate massager. He took his time, loving the small curses coming from Kylo as he worked the slicked plug into his ass. Lodged in just the right place, thanks to how Kylo’s thoughts directed him. Moans and groans followed Conrad as he got back off the bed, going to search for something to tie Kylo to the four leg posts the bed had.
Finding nothing, not a tie or anything long enough, Conrad gave up and took one sheet from the closet, slicing it into long strips with his lion’s claw.
The sound drew Kylo’s head off the bed to look in Conrad’s direction. “Mom will be mad at you for that!”
Conrad came back and started the task of tying Kylo’s outstretched limbs. He stroked a hand down Kylo’s muscular leg, grinning. “I’ll just explain that I needed it to keep you in check…”
Kylo groaned and buried his head in the pillow.
Conrad continued to smile, his heart light as he finished restraining his mate. He checked the binds, making sure they didn’t cut off the circulation. “Again, if it gets too much, remember to use your word.”
The dark head lifted out of the pillows and twisted to look back at him. In what could only be deemed a challenge, Kylo said, “You keep telling me, why don’t you just prove it?”
Conrad’s chest swelled at just how perfect his mate was for him. He slowly slid onto the mattress next to the side of Kylo. His hand shifted. The fur of his mink traced down Kylo’s side, eliciting a moan as he sank into the mattress. A light of devilishness appeared in Conrad’s eyes as his other hand shifted into that of his black bear. The bears paw was the only one that wouldn’t give Kylo pain when he delivered a spanking.
He stroked Kylo’s body, moving over different areas until all Conrad heard was dreamy noises. It was then he delivered the first hard spank.
“Argghhh,” cried Kylo, the ties attached to the bed pulling taught as he yanked on them to escape the next hard smack. “Fuckkk!”
The sound of his cries and the slaps mingled. The blows came intermittently while Conrad stroked at the red areas with the soft fur.
Arousal thickened the air as Conrad worked over Kylo’s back, buttocks, and thighs, taking his time until his mate was red and reduced to a blabbering mess. His hips ground against the mattress as Kylo sought his release.
Conrad kept following Kylo’s thoughts, checking in to ensure he didn’t push too hard, or too fast. Kylo was a mass of conflicted thoughts as the pain and pleasure merged.
“Please,” he begged, his buttocks lifting, his thighs straining as the furry hand stroked over his ball sac.
“Mon Bebe,” he murmured sexily next to Kylo’s ear, “tell me what you want?”
“Don’t know,” he gasped as Conrad rolled his balls in a furry hand. “Need… more! Please…”
Conrad’s bear paw disappeared so he could slap at the balls in the fur. The two sensations getting a full body shudder and shout of pleasure. “That’s it, find the pleasure Mon Bebe, find that place to fly with me.”
He coaxed and continued to torment him until Kylo stopped fighting what he was feeling and dived into the depth of sensual delight Conrad offered him.
The click, Conrad felt deep in his soul. The connection between them was pure and breathtaking.
“Kiss me, please. Kiss me,” Kylo begged. “I need you.”
Swiftly he cupped Kylo’s face, moving him enough so Conrad could stare into unfocused eyes. “You are perfect, and you have me for eternity.” The kiss was feverish. Lush lips brushed against each other, Conrad’s hands and mouth the only thing touching Kylo.
He conveyed his feelings with his lips, worshipping the gift his mate gave him. Kylo’s cry of release he swallowed, his fingers stroking at the smooth skin as he sucked on Kylo’s tongue, laving it. Conrad’s cock untouched bucked, and he flew right off the cliff with Kylo. Their minds were one, their bodies in tune as they felt each other’s emotions and embraced them.
