He definitely needed a shower. Rising, he went in search of his mate, hoping to entice him to join him with the promise of a blow job. Padding out to the kitchen, Reif stopped when he saw his mate—his naked mate—bending over to find something stored in a cabinet. Smiling, Reif felt his cock rise to attention as the memories of what it felt like to be in that fine, hot ass came flooding back.Definitely need more of that on today’s agenda.
Grabbing a frying pan, Brian rose, turning around to place it on the island. Startled, he found his mate standing there, his eyes filled with arousal, staring at him as if Brian was on the menu today.Hot, just fucking hot!No one had ever done that to him before—made him feel that sexy—with just a look and Brian discovered it was something he wanted to feel often. “Ay, yer up,” he said, his voice breaking when his ass flexed at the memory of being taken.
Reif reached down, fisting his cock while eye-fucking his mate.So fucking perfect!He’d waited a long time and now he wasn’t going to waste another precious moment. Walking over until his body was a hair’s breadth away from Brian’s, Reif inhaled, savoring the lingering scent of sex on his mate.
Keeping his eyes locked on Reif’s, Brian slowly lowered himself to his knees until his mate’s hard cock was pointed at his mouth. Slowly parting his lips, he flicked his tongue across its puffy, pink tip, as Reif sharply inhaled with pleasure. Then leaning forward, he sucked all of it into his mouth until his lips reached the curly hairs at its root, overpowering him with his mate’s scent. Inwardly grinning at Reif’s moans—as his tongue caressed his mate’s rigid shaft—Brian then pulled back to the tip, pausing a tantalizing second, before deep-throating Reif’s needy cock again.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! The burning gaze of his mate nearly brought Reif to his knees. Grabbing Brian’s hair, he twisted his fingers into it, sure he’d collapse if he ever let go. His hips began jerking repeatedly, pushing his cock down farther into Brian’s throat as his mate’s hands grasped the back of Reif’s thighs.
Seeing Reif’s arousal burning brightly in his eyes, Brian tightened his lips around his mate’s cock, humming in pleasure, his eyes giving Reif permission to face-fuck him.
Oh, my fucking gods! Brian’s eyes, brimming with love, locked with Reif’s, daring him to look away, but Reif was transfixed and nothing in the world could make him break the spell. His hips sped up and, thrusting his cock through those tight lips, he chased his pleasure.
Tears were now falling from Brian’s eyes as his mate’s cock repeatedly filled his throat but still he kept his eyeslocked with Reif’s. Seeing all his mate’s emotions—lust, desire, need, love—swirling there, had Brian on the edge of coming. Fondling Reif’s nuts, then reaching behind to his mate’s crack, Brian ran his finger down it until he reached the spot his cock was aching to be in. Pressing against the tight rim, he listened to his mate howl in pleasure.
That did it! Throwing his head back, Reif’s fingers pulled on Brian’s hair, shouting out his name as his cock pumped hot globs of cum down his mate’s throat. Staring up at the ceiling after his explosive orgasm, Reif thanked the gods for finally forgiving his people by giving him a mate. He smiled as he looked down at Nessie gently licking his cock clean, before letting it slide from his mouth.
Brian also smiled as his mate joined him on the floor, loving the blissed-out look on Reif’s face. Leaning forward, Brian licked his mate’s lips, snagging the bottom one, biting it and pulling it out before letting go. Looking down at his cock, he grinned at his own cum puddling on the floor.
“Wow! Nessie, just wow!” Reif murmured.
“Ay, it was guid, wasn’t it,” replied Brian.
“Fucking A! Holy shit! I think you sucked out my brains with that blow job.”
Grinning, Brian said, “For sure. Now, how aboot a shower?”
“Yeah, but I might have to crawl to it. I’m not sure my legs will support me. Holy fucking shit, Nessie! Really…just fucking amazing!”
“C’mon, old man, I will help ye up,” smirked Brian.
“Who are you calling old? You’re not so young yourself,” Reif said, grabbing his mate’s offered hand.
“But younger than ye,” chuckled Brian, walking to the bathroom.
“Hey…what about breakfast…or, I guess, brunch is probably more like it.”
“Bacon’s in the warmin’ drawer and eggs are waitin’ to be cooked. It’ll all keep until ye are cum free.”
Reif watched his mate’s fine ass disappear into the bathroom before snatching two strips of bacon out of the drawer. Popping them into his mouth, he turned to follow his mate but was stopped in his tracks as he stepped into Brian’s cum. “Fucking hell!” he yelled, hopping around on one foot. Grabbing some paper towels to clean off his foot and the floor, he chuckled, realizing his mate had come when he did.I’m right…that blowjob…was fucking amazing.
Reif stopped short once inside the bathroom door, staring at his mate bending over, his beautiful ass on display. His fingers itched to feel it again. Good thing he’d snatched the bacon; his cock was telling him breakfast was going to be delayed again. Like a predator stalking his prey, Reif advanced, keeping his eyes on the prize. Then, placing his hands on the plump cheeks, he caressed them as his mate rose. Turning Brian around to face him, Reif murmured, “So tempting…everything about you calls to me…pushing me to take…demanding I protect…forcing me to be better. Never doubt how much I want you, Nessie, because I do.”
Gazing at his mate, a slow sexy smile graced Brian’s face. Rising to reach his mate’s lips, he ghosted his tongue over them, before saying, “Ye, m’love, were definitely worth the wait.”
Chapter 25
The man stood in front of his employers, waiting for them to finish discussing the news about Reif and his mate. Having learned the hard way, he avoided joining in, aware of his place in the pecking order. Zoning out over the endless squabbling that always occurred whenever decisions had to be made, the man’s thoughts turned back to the mate—wondering why Reif had rejected him.Stupid asshole! If he were ever given a fated mate—not that it could happen anymore—nothing would keep him from claiming him.
Inwardly sighing, it was useless—and dangerous—to go down that path because that possibility had disappeared when one of his employers changed him. Fighting what he’d become was useless; he found that out long ago, so now he played along. Deep down in his soul, though, he always hoped to find a way to escape, even if it meant risking death. He hated what they’d made him into, but carefully hid it from his employers, dreading what they’d do to him if they ever found out how he felt.
The worst part of his job was dealing with the hatred coming from Reif, his father and the rest of the sea dragons about his role in their lives—a role he’d never wanted but was forced to assume. Being the liaison between his employers and Reif had tried him in ways he’d never imagined, but through it all, he was proud he’d still had kept part of his soul untainted by the evil now surrounding him. So far, threats and minor attacks had worked with Reif—usually allowing him to complete his assignments ahead of deadlines, but this time was different. Failure was not an option; not only would the sea dragons suffer, he would, too. Only his punishment would be worse, probably ending his lifeand, as good as that sounded at times, he still had hopes of escaping the hell a careless night of fun had cost him.
“What the fuck is the matter with you? I asked you a question,” one of his employers snarled at him. Quickly bringing himself back to reality, the man said, “Sorry, sir. I haven’t eaten in a while.”
“Tough shit. Pay attention. Go and find out if the sea dragon has claimed his mate. Then report back.”
“Yes sir,” the man said before disappearing, leaving a wisp of smoke behind.
