Emotions weren’t logical no matter if someone was human or other, and since only the ancestors knew what my mate was, I was going to err on the side of caution.
“You’ve got so many places to kiss and nibble.” Like his other cheek to remind him that it needed a few swats too. “I’ve been thinking about this every time I walked behind you up the stairs.”
His groan and huff made me grin, but I was smart enough not to laugh as I worked my hands lower on his body so I could give his cheeks a squeeze again. “That’s so inappropriate.”
Bullshit.
“Nope. You’re my mate, so I’m magically wired to want to do wicked things to you.” And I wasn’t going to complain about it. “And theraised around so many humanspart of me makes me excited to learn how you’ll react to every kiss.”
I was so curious in fact, I flicked my tongue over his tight pucker and grinned wider as he gasped. “I’m a very inquisitive mate.”
And I loved his sound effects, especially when he was acting all shocked and innocent.
Well, the innocent part might’ve been accurate in some ways, but definitely not mentally. No, mentally he was a dirty boy who wanted to be owned and used.
So as I licked his entrance and nibbled on the soft cheek beside his opening, I hummed and did my best to sound curious too. “For example, I want to know what one of my boy’s favorite kinks to read about is. This isn’t about what you want but what you like to read.”
Because I’d been around enough readers to understand that difference even if I didn’t understand the why of it.
“And if you’re a good boy, Wölfchen, I’ll fuck you with my tongue.” I wasn’t sure if it was the visual, the feel of my kisses, or the cheerful tone, but something got another adorably dramatic groan from him.
He didn’t pull away or try to safeword, though.
No, my boy’s smell just got sweeter and he shivered as I traced my tongue around the tight ring of muscles.
“I…I…” He stuttered over the answer as another jolt of pleasure raced through him, but he wanted to be fucked or just to please me enough to work through it. “I like reading about paranormal people but…but wicked ones. Vampires who stalk their mate. Alphas who…do Alpha things. Shifters who capture the person they love. Then they…then they explore BDSM together…but not by following the rules.”
The ancestors only knew humans had a lot of those, so I could see how it was my people who’d gotten put in the slightly not-so-consensual side of things.
“Good boy.” Bracing myself on my elbows, I gripped his cheeks wider and spread them enough I knew he’d feel open and vulnerable. “I’m so glad I get to reward you.”
Tracing around his opening, I hummed and made happy sounds as I barely breached his opening. It had him sucking inhis breath, but his scent told a different story. Sweetness spiked and the candied bacon smell was almost drowned out by a sticky buns scent that left me moaning.
Breakfast was definitely the best meal of the day.
His muscles welcomed me in, letting me gently fuck his ass with my tongue as he whimpered and fought to stay still. I could feel how hard he was having to work at it and the way his muscles were quivering had me imagining how good it would be to sink deep into him.
Taking my time, I kissed him like I was making love to him, only pulling back to nibble on his cheeks and knead them like I knew he craved. When his hips started jerking and his sounds shifted toward desperate, I eased back and sprinkled kisses down his inner thighs.
“What was something you read about that you wanted to try? Hmm? What made your cock hard and your dreams so hot they had you humping the bed?” Because he’d be a humper. I’d have bet money on him waking up fucking himself into the mattress more than once. “Was it being kissed like this or something sexier?”
One little bite had him shaking and whining. “But I get to come this time. I do. It’s…it’s the rules.”
Liar.
“If that’s the rules. Tell me, though. I want to learn all about you. You’re my mate.” Reminding him of that part seemed important. “The ancestors put us together because they knew we’d complement in every way.”
He even knew he had to be the one to set boundaries.
He was perfect and didn’t mind that I was a pushover about ridiculous things.
“Yes. That’s the rules.” His hips jerked again, making me wonder what was going through his absolutely fried brain. “I talk. You kiss and spank and then I get to come because I was very good.”
“That’s right.” Kisses and spanks sounded perfect to me. “Tell me.”
Shaking from desire and probably because he was hovering just outside of subspace, Dorian jolted and whined again like whatever he was thinking was somehow both sexy and annoying. I stayed quiet and just kissed him, though, circling around where he wanted my mouth again.
“You’re supposed to knot me and threaten to share me with the pack because I’m your slutty omega.” He huffed like it was ridiculous. “Everyone knows that. It’s just a thing.”
