The Prince’s Mate (Fate’s Gambit)

Nineteen

Walker

"Fuck. You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this," I said as I stared up at Caelan, and he raised a brow. He was back in his true form, and my fingers itched to brush against those furry ears of his.

"Are you really trying to tell me you wanted me before you found out we were mates?" he asked, and I frowned.

"I told you I did, didn't I? I've wanted you for as long as I knew what wanting meant, Caelan. It's only ever been you." I leaned forward, brushing my lips against his, and he hummed against me, his body pressing me into the mattress, his leg sliding between mine.

Caelan licked at my lips, and I opened them for him, letting him in. I would give Caelan all of me if he asked for it, and I wished he could see that. Sooner or later, he would. I would make sure of it.

His lips left mine, leaving soft kisses down my throat. He licked the side of my neck, like a cat lapping up milk, and my head arched back as I moaned. Who knew getting licked could feel that good? I certainly didn't.

"Fuck, Kitty," I gasped out as he bit me, hard enough to hurt but not enough to pierce the skin.

He pulled back, his pupils wide as he stared at me. "Too much?" he asked, licking his lips, and I shook my head with a grin.

"Just enough. I want to see you," I murmured, tugging at his shirt. He sat back and ran his palm over his chest, and I exhaled roughly, following the path his hand took.

Caelan took his time unbuttoning his shirt, and I growled impatiently. "Hurry up, Caelan."

"Patience, my prince. Patience," he replied, a smirk on his lips as he finally shrugged the shirt off and threw it behind him. My eyes roamed over the smooth planes of his torso, and I wanted to sit up and lick each inch of his flawless skin. He had a chiseled, six-pack, and for a moment, I worried he'd be disappointed by my body, but then I shook it off. I didn't need to have a six-pack like him to look good, and I knew he liked what he saw when he helped me pull my T-shirt off.

"Damn, you look better than anything I ever imagined," he murmured, and I grinned.

"Did that a lot, did you? Imagine me in your bed?" I teased, and he blew out a breath as he leaned forward...and rubbed his cheek against my chest.

"You have no idea," he murmured before suddenly sitting upright, his back going ramrod straight. "Sorry about that," he said, and I raised a brow at me.

"About what? Imagining me in your bed? Trust me, I don't mind. At all," I assured him, but he shook his head.

"No, I mean the licking, and the…rubbing," he said, scratching the back of his neck, and I frowned.

"Why are you apologizing for that? I liked it," I said, and his posture relaxed a little.

"You did? Really?"

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I?" I asked, and he shrugged, glancing away. "Caelan, I really, really liked it. You were marking me, weren't you?"

His cheeks flushed red at my words, and he glanced back at me. "I can't actually scent-mark you, but in essence, yeah."

"Okay then. I think you missed a spot," I said, tapping the spot on my chest right over my heart, and his eyes slid from mine to my chest before he finally leaned forward and brushed his other cheek over my heart.

I closed my eyes and soaked it in, the way his barely-there stubble scratched against my skin, and the way I felt his touch even after it was gone. As if that wasn't enough, Caelan licked my nipple, giving it a broad stroke of his tongue, and that was it. I was done.

"Kitty," I groaned, rocking my erection into his thigh, desperately needing some friction. "Kitty, I need you."

"You have me, Walker. You always will," Caelan murmured against my skin before sitting back. He grabbed the waistband of my pants and asked, "May I?"

"Fuck yes," I gasped out, and he didn't lose time getting rid of both our pants.

"Do you have any lube?" he asked, and I pointed to the nightstand.

"I was hopeful," I said cheekily when he raised a brow at me, and he chuckled as he leaned over to grab it.

Straddling me again, he poured some lube onto his hand and then wrapped his palm around my cock. I moaned at the slide of his lubed-up palm against my heated skin, thrusting up into him as he slowly jacked me.

Then, he let go of my cock and wrapped his palm around his own length, bowing, as he jerked himself off. I reached back, cupped his ass, and then brushed the spot where his tail met his back, making him shudder. I was hoping it would be a sensitive spot.

Sitting up, Caelan stared down at me, his gaze pinning me to the spot as he wrapped his palm around both our cocks, gripping them together. The silky soft skin of his dick felt heavenly against mine, and I groaned, thrusting my hips up to get him to move.

He smirked at me as he started moving his hand, jerking us both off with long, hard strokes that had me seeing stars. I reached up and cupped the back of his neck, pulling him to me so I could kiss that smirk off his face.

Caelan moaned into my mouth, and I slid my tongue into his, tasting him as he kept a steady pace around our leaking cocks. Fuck, this felt better than anything I could've ever imagined.

"Fuck, Walker," Caelan gasped into my mouth, and I pulled back to look into his eyes, at the way his dilated pupils only left a small ring of blue around pitch black eyes. Fuck, did he ever stop looking so beautiful…

Caelan

I had to be dreaming. This couldn't possibly be real. I didn’t actually have Walker under me, looking all debauched and ready to come, did I?

"Caelan, faster," Walker urged, and I quickened my pace, tightening my hand a little around our cocks. My tail brushed Walker's thigh, and he shivered, so I did it again on the other leg. In retaliation, he rubbed the spot where my tail extended out of my lower back, and I gasped, dropping my head onto his shoulder.

It was an awkward pose with our dicks and my hand trapped between us, but I made it work because I didn't want to move back.

"I'm close," he groaned out, and I hummed as I licked his neck, tasting skin that was all Walker, sweet with just a hint of salty.

"Me too, darling," I answered, my words getting lost in his skin.

When I could feel my orgasm cresting, I sat back up, needing to know what he looked like when he came. Would he be loud or quiet? Would his body shudder with pleasure or would he go lax?

"I'm coming," Walker murmured, his eyes on mine, and I nodded, twisting my wrist every time I reached the top.

Walker went still and then shouted my name as his cum spilled onto my hand and my cock, his soft moans filling the air as he came and came and came. I kept my hand moving through it all as I scanned every inch of him, memorizing this moment.

I painted his stomach white as I came, and my fingers turned to claws as they dug into the mattress. I shook through the aftershocks, dropping my hand from our oversensitive cocks. Walker tugged me closer, and I fell onto him, cum squelching between us as he held me to him.

"Fuck," he said after a while, and I chuckled.

"Sounds about right," I mumbled back, and he was quiet for a moment.

"Is it always like that?" he asked, and I forced myself to open my eyes and turn my head, resting my chin on his sternum so I could look at him.

"No, Walker. It's never been like that for me," I murmured, and he relaxed a little.

"Good," he said, and I raised a brow at him.

"It's good that I had mediocre sex for more than 900 years?"

"Yep. I'm the only one you get to have mind-blowing sex with," he declared, making me chuckle.

"Mind-blowing, huh?" I teased. "I didn't know you were possessive."

"Well, I am. And you, Kitty, are all mine," he said, and I swallowed at the fierceness in his voice.

A long time ago, another man had said those words to me. But while Andras's words had filled me with dread, Walker's felt like...freedom, like belonging, like...coming home.

"And you're mine?" I asked, and Walker nodded and reached out to cup my cheek.

"I'm yours, Caelan. I have been for a while. I was just too much of an idiot to realize it," he said with a roll of his eyes, and I chuckled.

"Don't talk about my mate like that," I admonished him, and he stuck his tongue out at me. Laughing, I rolled off him, and then made a face at the mess that clung to my torso. Glancing over at him, I raised a brow. "Wanna join me for a shower?"

His eyes lit up and he was off the bed before the word "Yes!" left his mouth, and I laughed as I followed him into the bathroom. I felt relaxed and lighter than I had in a while. I knew we still had to deal with Andras, but I had a feeling everything would work out in that regard.

I sucked in a breath as Walker pulled me closer, and I stumbled into him, his firm grip around my waist the only thing keeping me upright.

"Hello there," Walker murmured, his amber eyes twinkling brightly.

"Hi," I replied in a whisper, a blush warming my cheeks at the intensity of his gaze.

"You're beautiful, Kitty," he said in a reverent voice, and I preened. As a cat shifter, I could be a little vain sometimes, and getting called beautiful by my mate? Of course that warranted some preening.

I turned on the shower and stepped under the spray, facing him as I ran my hand down my chest, my eyes on his.

"Fuck, Caelan," he groaned, and then his hands were at my waist, tugging me closer. He whirled us around so his back was to the shower wall, pulling me to him and dragging me into a kiss. His teeth dug into my lower lip, making me gasp, and then his tongue was in my mouth, laying claim to it.

Walker's fingers dug into my side, and I slid mine to his ass, massaging the fleshy globes in my palms. He wrapped a leg around my waist, and I hefted him up, holding him against the wall with his legs wrapped around my waist.

Pulling back, I licked his cheek with a broad stroke of my tongue before pulling back to check his reaction. Walker merely arched his neck, offering me more skin, and I moaned before diving back in, licking the water off him before I could taste just him. He moved his hips, rubbing his erection against my abdomen and making mine rub against his ass. Thank God for small refractory periods.

"You are addicting," I mumbled against his skin, and he let out a laugh that turned into a moan.

"Right back at ya, Kitty," he said, and I grinned against his skin.

It took us another ten minutes to actually get to the showering part, and then we took a leisurely shower, trading kisses and washing each other. It was the best day of my life, and I'd had a long life.

Ro'Shassz

You know what's not fun? Realizing that while you were busting your ass trying to keep your ward—and his mate—safe, he was having the time of his life, and very loudly too, if I might add. Talk about thinking with their dicks.

Then again, Walker's dads were the same, so I shouldn't expect him to be any different. Like fathers, like son. Right?

Step : Survive the loud boys long enough to help them survive.