I licked him. Kissed him as well as I could with my teeth in the way. Licked down his neck some more. Widened my jaw over the scant meat of his bony shoulder, and bit down.
Mine mine mine mate mate forever.Charley screamed, but as he started coming at the exact same time, his fingernails clawing stripes into my back as his cock spurted hot and wet between us, I didn’t stop. I wasn’t sure Icouldstop. My mind was a swirling cauldron of sensation, all focused on the man in my arms. Who wasmine.
The room eventually came back into focus, and I looked down at Charley. He was coated in a sheen of sweat from head to toe, his eyes closed, arms limp by his sides. A beatific smile stretching his pretty lips was the only way I could tell he was conscious. He seemed okay, but,
“Are you all right?” My whisper seemed loud in the silent aftermath of his orgasm. A log crackled behind me, making me jump.
Charley licked his lips. “Jesus, I didn’t think it was possible to come that hard and live. Can we do it again some time?”
Relief made me giddy. Scooping him up in my arms, I breathed him in. “You were quite loud, even for you.”
He cracked his eyelids a fraction. “You’re not complaining, are you?”
“As if.” I stared at the marks on his skin where his neck met his shoulder. He’d made me promise not to go easy on him, reminding me how quickly he healed, but it had taken everything I had to follow through with the bite. I’d never felt the urge to mate-bite anyone before, mostly because I’d so rarely fucked another wolf, let alone dated one. Being on the periphery of my pack, I’d not felt comfortable asking any of them how to even do it, especially as Charley was a man. Yeah, no thanks to any more reminders of my ‘perversions’.
The bite had gone deep, leaving a noticeable wound. It had already begun scabbing over. I found myself hoping it left a scar, a permanent physical reminder of what we were attempting. Jeez, I was such a cliché wolf, all about the possession.
Charley motioned for me to move. “Scoot over.” Then he pouted. “You didn’t come.”
“One thing at a time. I had to be sure I hadn’t broken you.” I was only half joking. We didn’t truly expect a mate bond to take, seeing as we weren’t the same species, but my wolf had been increasingly insistent we try. What nobody had been able to tell us was what effect, if any, my biting Charley might have on him. The only definite answer I’d got to my stuttering questioning was from a reassuringly matter-of-fact Justin at the Council, who’d been adamant it was impossible to turn a non-wolf into a shifter from a bite, no matter their own genetic make-up. A tiny part of me had been sad about that, but realistically, any more alterations to Charley’s genetic mix probably wouldn’t be wise.
I withdrew carefully, and Charley rolled out from underneath me. “Lie down.”
“You don’t have to.” I protested weakly, because I really wanted him to.
His grin was knowing. “You’re gagging for it. You want to fuck my face, admit it.”
I swallowed. “Let’s do what we planned.” His eyebrows rose, and he tipped his head to one side, his question evident in his steady gaze. “I’m still nervous, but fair’s fair.”
He grasped my cock, and squeezed it lightly. “I love you either way, you know that, right?”
I nodded, but also managed a smile. “I do know. Now blow my mind, you fangy sexpot.”
He snorted, but wriggled between my thighs, pushing them wide. “Fuck, you smell so good,” he murmured, and stuck his face in the crease of my groin. “Could lick you for days.” He shifted slightly and sucked my balls into his mouth, tonguing them gently and making me whimper.
CHARLEY
I felt the moment Luc relaxed. His knees gave up their tension and his spine sank into the mattress. I played with his balls some more, my ears delighting in the symphony of sounds falling from his lips. It wasn’t often I spent this long teasing Luc, because he usually preferred to be the one controllingmyorgasms, but for what I had planned, I wanted him panting and needy.
I’d be lying if I said the thought hadn’t turned my dick to stone. I’d never topped before, never really wanted to, but we both figured this would work better if we were as joined as closely as possible in every way. Who was I kidding? It was something sexual I’d never done: of course I was eager to try it, becauseLuc.
My hand quivered as I squeezed some lube out. I dropped the tube on the bed and took a steadying breath. “I don’t wanna hurt you.”
Luc whined softly. “At this rate the only hurt will be how slow you’re going.” Oh good, he was speaking again. I blew lightly over his hole, and he hissed through his teeth. Encouraged, I worked my finger around in circles, probably adding more lube than necessary, until suddenly the opening gave a bit, and my fingertip slid in. Transfixed, I worked it in and out, pushing deeper each time, until Luc made a strangled noise in his throat. “Two, for fuck’s sake. I’m not made of glass.”
“Such a bossy bottom.” But I lubed up a second finger, and watched it follow the same dark path as the first. “Your arse is bloody gorgeous, Luc. This little whorl of blond hairs here goes almost black when it’s wet.”
“Gnnhhh.” He impaled himself fully on my digits, and lifted up on his elbows to glare at me. I gave him a sunny grin and put my full weight on his abs. “Lie down or I’ll tie you up, you impatient git.”
He flopped back obediently, and I hid my smirk as I added a third finger. We both knew I was bluffing, and it was highly unlikely even Luc’s trust in me ran to allowing me to bind him, but it had distracted him nicely.
When I ran out of ways to delay any further, I slicked my cock up and positioned myself. “You sure?” I said one last time.
His eyes crinkled. “I love you. Get on with it, or I’ll think you’ve got a sudden embarrassing case of limp dick.”
“So. Fucking. Rude.” I punctuated my loving assault on his arse with one last insult, andoh fuck,I was inside him. I stilled instantly, my thighs trembling as the feeling of being so tightly cocooned sent a million messages to all my nerve endings at once. I got my breath, smiled no doubt crookedly at the man underneath me, and began to move.
Oh my god, how was I supposed to concentrate? I had to fuck him, take my cues from his reactions, stop myself from coming until I’d looked after him. No wonder I preferred to bottom; my coordination was for shit here. Somehow though, I found a rhythm, and began coaxing wonderfully gratifying sounds from Luc. His eyes had slipped closed, he was clawing the bedsheets, and my sweat was dripping onto his chest. I grabbed his hips and shunted us both up the bed as I thrust, forcing a wail out of him. “Oh Christ, I’m close…”
