“Who doesn’t?”
I dropped to my knees and quickly opened Duncan’s pants. He was wearing a pair of red briefs, and after I rubbed the bulge on the front a few times, he hissed, and I took his not pushing my hand away or telling me no as a green light to proceed. I pulled his briefs down and wanted to give a little whimper.
His cock was gorgeous and the perfect size for sucking on. I didn’t even hesitate, and after pointing it toward my mouth, I swallowed it down to the base. Duncan hissed again, and his fingers grabbed hold of the hair on the top of my head. He held on as I slowly pulled off his cock and then sucked it back down.
“Clay…I’m gonna come. Please…”
If I didn’t have the perfect dick in my mouth, I would smile. Instead, I reached up and gently rolled his balls in my hand and used my middle finger to apply just a bit of pressure behind them. That was all it took to have the cock in my mouth swell just a bit before Duncan shouted my name as he came in my mouth.
Chapter Eight
Duncan
I had come before. Obviously. I was twenty-five and a shifter at that. But I’d never had my dick sucked before now, and the orgasm that overwhelmed me was more than my body could handle. I felt my legs give out while my dick was still pulsing in Clay’s mouth. Somehow, he knew though, and I felt his strong arms wrap around my legs and hold me up.
Several moments later, the sensations became too much, and I hissed and pulled on Clay’s hair. I realized then that I had a death grip on it and let go.
“I’m so sorry,” I said. “Are you all right?”
Clay smiled up at me. “I’ve never been better. I hope you’re feeling better though.”
My mouth dropped open. “How could I not?” I blinked several times. “Seriously.”
“Good. We’re just getting started, and if your legs were already wobbly, we’d better get you onto the bed.” Clay didn’t even give me a warning; he simply tightened his arms around mylegs and stood up with me in his arms. I squeaked and scrambled to hold on. I didn’t need to worry, though, because Clay held me securely, and it wasn’t far to his bed, which was absolutely massive, I discovered.
I found myself on my back on the bed, and I looked around quickly, my eyes landing on my mate. “Are all of your beds huge?”
“They’re all king-sized, yes. I’m not a small man, Duncan, and neither are my brothers. When they crash here, they need somewhere that they will fit.” Clay pulled his polo up and off, and I struggled to take a breath. He had…lots of muscles.
He noticed me staring and smiled. “I’m glad you like what you see because you’re going to be seeing a whole lot more, for a very long time.” Clay leaned down, and it took me a moment to figure out what he was doing. When I heard a thump, I realized he was taking off his shoes. “You have about two minutes to change your mind about being claimed before I start in earnest.”
I blinked at him. “You mean, you haven’t already done so?” I asked. “Clay, you just gave me my first-ever blow job. That wasn’t trying to…what? Seduce me?”
“I’ll take things slow.” There was another thud, and then he stood up and reached for the waistband of his pants. “But I need to know that this is absolutely what you want because there will be a point that I won’t be able to stop my gorilla from claiming you.”
I nodded. “I want this. I do. I’m ready to be yours,” I told him. “We can figure everything else out as we go. But we’ll be able to do it together.” I didn’t know if that was the correct thing to say or not, but it was what I had. I didn’t want to wait for him to claim me. If we did, most likely, I’d end up not remembering the first time I had sex, and that wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted those memories. I wanted to experience them when I wasn’t filled with intense need.
“Very well, then,” Clay said. He pushed his pants down, and I lost my breath. The man was…well, he was an alpha, and his dick was quite a bit bigger than mine was. And I was trying to figure out all the ways I could get to know it. I wanted to lick it and suck it like he’d done to me, but most of all, I wanted it inside of me.
“I’ll go slow. I’ll make sure you’re stretched, always.”
I looked up at Clay as he reached for my own pants. “I’m not worried about that. You won’t hurt me. At least not intentionally, and I know that.”
Clay tugged on my pants, taking them and my briefs with them as he pulled them down my legs. He tossed them to the floor, and I suddenly found myself completely naked with another man for the first time. Well, for something other than shifting.
Clay moved onto the bed, one knee beside mine as he moved over me. I looked up at him with wide eyes, and he froze. “Do you want to stop?”
I shook my head. “No. I just…this is new. And I’m nervous. I want this to be good for you too, but I’m afraid that I don’t really know how to do a lot of things. I’ve seen them, but I’ve never actually done them.”
Clay smiled before shaking his head. “Trust me when I say it’s okay.” He carefully lowered his body down on top of mine, and I moaned and closed my eyes as I felt his weight on top of me. It felt wonderful, and I wanted him there always.
“Gah, that’s good enough,” I said. I opened my eyes. “How? How is just you lying on me amazing?”
Clay grinned. “If you think that, just wait until you experience this.” He lifted his body and repositioned it, placing his cock right next to mine. Then he rolled his hips, and I swear my eyes rolled into the back of my head. I whimpered, I grabbed on to his shoulders, to the sheets, to anything I could find, and made noises that I didn’t realize I was capable of making. Claysucking my cock was one thing. Him rubbing his next to and occasionally on top of mine was a completely different one, and I felt a very familiar tingle in my balls too soon.
“You have to stop,” I said as I gently pushed on his shoulders. Clay froze above me.
“Why? You don’t like?” His face changed. “Too fast? Am I pushing you too much?”
