I owe him everything. When most people looked at me and saw ugliness and something unworthy of a home, Mav saw me. Sure, my pheromones were in the air, but when his eyes first landed on me, I saw the interest, saw that he thought I was…beautiful.
For as long as he wants me, I’ll show him that he’s more beautiful than the most priceless gem.
Unhooking his legs from my waist, I sit back on my heels as I reach for the lube. My eyes take in every part of his body, all of him that’s laid out before me. I want to touch him, kiss him, suck him, but I need to be inside him. I’m so close to blowing and I want to feel his ass around my cock before I do.
Besides, we have the rest of our lives for me to map every inch of his body.
I squirt lube on my fingers and trail them past his heavy sac to his puckered entrance. As my mate, he won’t need much prep, but I don’t want to even risk hurting him. He’s also not wellversed about anything relating to shifters, so if I just slide my big cock in him without prep, he’ll freak out.
All the things Mav doesn’t know about my world will have to be covered delicately. Few humans know that shifters of any kind exist. Those that do are their mates. With how shocked Mav was when I became my recliner, and when I told him I was a shifter, I’ll wager he didn’t know it was possible until he met me.
“Are you ready?” I ask, tapping his rim.
His back arches and he nods, eyes wide as he looks up at me. “Yes. Go slow. I’m not…I can’t…sometimes I can’t take bigger…” He motions down to my dick, which is hard as steel, pointing straight at his entrance.
“Do you not want to do this? I can get you off another way or not at all. It’s up to you. Everything is up to you.”
His eyes soften, going wet with unshed tears. “I’m sure. Just be gentle.”
I kiss him softly as I slide in a single finger. “Always.”
He sighs and his eyes flutter closed as I fuck him with the single digit, not going too fast. He’s tight, but his hole yields to my insertion. I add a second finger, watching his face for any signs of distress. All I see is pleasure mingled with nervousness. He shouldn’t worry, though. My biology will take care of him just as much as I will.
By the time I have three fingers in him, Mav is rocking his hips, making those cute mewling noises that threaten to undo me. His kiss-swollen lips part as he pants, his warm hand on my wrist, urging me on.
I speed up the thrusts of my fingers, tapping that special spot inside him. Mav yelps, holding my hand steady so he can fuck himself on my fingers. “Right there. Right there. Oh fuck…yes, please more.”
“My dick will feel so much better than my fingers.” I take one of his nipples back into my mouth, licking it delicately as I crookmy fingers in his hole. “I can make you feel so good, make you scream my name.”
“I want it,” he whines, his whole body vibrating. “Fuck, I want it, Cade. Please.”
Removing my fingers, I settle between Mav’s legs, notching my dick to his rim. “Let me know if I hurt you, okay?”
“I will.” He tips his head up for a kiss and I gladly oblige. “Thank you.”
I hum as I start the slow push into his body, feeling his rim ripple around my shaft as it relents to me. His hole molds to my dick, gripping it greedily.
Gods, he feels so fuckinggood. So warm and tight, his channel mine just like he is.
Mav gasps, his legs tight around my waist and his blunt nails digging into my back. I watch his face closely, making sure there is no discomfort. All I see is arousal and lust reflected back at me.
When my thighs bump against his juicy ass cheeks, Mav lets out a long breath and looks between us, his eyes wide with surprise. “You’re…all of you?”
“Yes, Mav. Every inch. Gods, you feel…indescribable. Are you okay?”
“I’m…yes. Fuck me please. I need to feel you.”
I take his lips in a greedy kiss as I pull back, then surge into him. Mav whimpers in my mouth, his hands tightening on my back.
Over and over, I thrust into him, pegging his prostate and pulling pretty moans from him. His hands are everywhere, roaming over my back, my ass, my thighs, fisting in my hair.
“Fuck, Mav,” I groan, pulling a leg up to rest on my shoulder. I noticed how limber he was when I was stuck in my recliner form and he did yoga in the living room. I’ll have fun with him being so bendy.
I look down at where my cock is appearing and disappearing inside him, the image so fucking obscene I can’t tear my eyes away. His tight hole is stretched to its limit around me, his cock bouncing between us.
I sit back on my heels and push his legs back further and growl, “Grab your dick. Jerk yourself while I fuck you.”
“Oh god,” Mav whimpers as he takes himself in hand. He only strokes himself twice before he’s crying out and shooting his orgasm all over his belly and chest.
