Page 111 of Werewolves and Witches AU

My mate’s legs tremble, and as soon as I have enough post-nut clarity, I help him set both feet firmly back on the floor. His chest rises and falls with each rapid breath, and his heart beats rabbit-fast in his chest.

I rest my forehead against his thighs while we each catch our breaths.

Then Milo lets out a quiet laugh. “If I wasn’t tired before…”

Smiling, I place a kiss to each hip bone and push to standing. My mate’s cheeks are flushed and those unique rainbow-grey eyes sparkle despite the cum-drunk glaze in them.

“Aye. Shower and bed. Come on.” I take his hand and bring him into the stall with me.

38

Perfect. Mate. Mine.

Rowan

The late afternoon sun paints Milo’s skin in an alluring shade of pale gold where the sheets have slipped down to expose him. Half his face is buried in the pillow, one hand is shoved underneath it, and one knee is hitched up.

Stretching out long in the bed beside him, careful not to disturb, I check in with my wolf. He’s content, for the time being, just to breathe in our mixed scents and feel the steady pulsing of his mate’s heartbeat through the mattress.

Rolling onto my side, I carefully sweep a lock of Milo’s hair back so that I can watch him sleep. Truly, he’s beautiful. Tucking the strands away, I briefly catch my finger on the longer scaffolding bar that runs through the top of his ear, but he doesn’t wake. Hovering just above his skin, I trace along his defined cheekbone to the tip of his nose, noticing for the first time the engraving in his septum piercing depicts a Celtic Knot, then down to his Cupid’s bow… Where he opens his mouth and suddenly grips the tip of my finger between his teeth.

“Hi,” I say through a smile, leaving my finger a happy hostage in his mouth.

“Hi,” he returns, pushing it out with a kiss. Then, “Creepy to watch people sleep, you know.”

“Not when that person’s yer mate,” I reply, cupping the side of his cheek.

“Do you still want to… the whole mate thing?”

Frowning, I shuffle to sit up, the sheets pooling in my lap. “I meant everything I told ye, Milo. Every word. Do ye… not?”

He shakes his head and rolls onto his back. “Yeah. Yes, I do, I mean. Want to be your mate. But I meant more the erm…”

“Ah.” I smile as understanding dawns. “The claiming? The part where my wolf will bite ye?”

“Yeah.” He nods, cheeks blooming pink. “And the erm, the other thing, the… knotting. How’s it work?”

“Well.” I clear my throat. “Firstly, mostly it’s a reproductive thing. Alphas mate most often with omegas, and it helps secure a pregnancy.”

“I’m not an omega, though. I can’t get pregnant.” Milo seems a little… sad at that fact.

I offer him my upturned hand, and he slides his slender fingers between mine. “Okay, but we’ve established that’s not a problem; it’s ye we want. It’s ye who’s our mate. I won’t lie to ye, I want to knot ye because the idea of ye locked on me heats my blood. But also, my wolf will be better able to bond with ye if he can knot ye after he bites ye. But we’re not rushing this. I won’t hurt ye for it.”

Milo’s legs fidget and stretch under the sheet, and he exhales a quiet, “Okay.”

I squeeze his hand. “Okay?”

He retracts his hand from mine and slides it under the sheet. I can tell instantly what he’s doing, and before he’s drawn his next breath, I’ve whipped the sheet off the bed and nudged his legs apart to climb between them. If he’s agreeing to be my mate, then there’s no hiding.

His semi-hard cock disappears and reappears inside his fist as he languidly strokes himself. Shameless, I watch. Milo’s hair being so pale gives the illusion that he’s hairless. He isn’t, I observe, but it’s close.

Mirroring him, I take myself in hand, and push his legs wider with my knees. He bites his lip, and I smirk.

“Yer stunning like this, Pup. Can I touch ye?”

“We’ll have problems if you don’t,” is his confident reply.

Releasing myself, Milo’s gaze fixed firmly on the proud way my cock stands to attention between us, I smooth the flats of my palms up the inside of his thighs. When I reach his hips, I drag my blunt nails back down until I reach his knees.