Chapter Twenty-One Ace
Waking up with a warm body next to me in the bed was a strange feeling. But knowing that it was Matt made my heart soar. I ran my fingers down his side, letting them come to rest on his hips. His skin was soft and delicately smooth like he was sculpted from the finest marble. I loved the way he fit against me, his small form curled up against my chest. I’d never thought about having a smaller mate before, but I loved the way I could just completely envelop him in my arms. Not to mention, it made him kind of easy to throw around.
Memories from the afternoon before flashed through my mind, my cock reacting immediately. I lengthened and came to rest against Matt’s ass, pulsing gently against his skin. Instinctively, he pushed back against it, nestling further down my body in his sleep. It was an adorable, albeit hot, reaction. In fact, it could be a really good way to get in trouble each morning. I made a mental note to ask him later how he liked to be woken up. I could think of more than a few ways to take advantage of his natural instincts.
But for now, I’d just hold him. With my chin resting against the top of his head, I stared out through the large sliding glass door next to my bed. It was another beautiful summer day, the sky cloudless as the sun rose higher. Obviously, we’d slept in a bit, which was fine with me. The day after the market was my rest day, and it was a holiday, anyway.
Every year on the Fourth of July, Sam rented out one of the pavilions down at the beach and threw a big barbeque for his past and present guests. And by that, I mean he had the entire thing catered and we all just wandered around eating and drinking until we thought we might explode. For Sam, it was his way of saying thank you to all those who provided the hotel with the things it needed, and I looked forward to it every year. And, after the weirdness of the past week, I figured Matt and I could both use the break to get our minds off things. I just hoped Sam and Andy didn’t take it upon themselves to tease the pair of us to death.
Behind me, I heard my phone buzz on the bedside table. Careful not to disturb my sleeping mate, I reached back and grabbed it, flicking the screen into existence. There was a text from Sam waiting for me.
Sam: You’re both coming tonight, right? I was gonna tell Matt about it, but he never came back last night. So I assume he’s sleeping next to you. :P
It was incredible to me how Sam could not only read my mind but somehow always knew what was going on. More than once, I thought he’d somehow managed to sneak hidden cameras into my house. And if he had, he got to see a lot of dick. So, good for him, I guess.
Me: Yeah, he’s here. And I’ll tell him about it. I’m planning on going.
Sam: Oh good! Everyone’s gonna be there! It’s BYOB, but don’t bother bringing any food. Between less guests and the bumper crop of goods this year from y’all, I had a much bigger budget than I usually do. I rented an entire hog roasting outfit!
Me: We’ll come hungry then.
Sam: Oh, and the park is pretty much ours for the night, I made sure of it. So, if anyone needs to shift and run around, you’re more than welcome
Me: I’ll let Matt know. I think he could use the relief.
Sam: Oh, I’m sure he’s getting plenty of relief from you…
Me: Sam… no teasing him.
Sam: Oh, I know. Andy told me. But that doesn’t mean I can’t tease YOU
Me: Great
Sam: See you tonight! And don’t forget, the fireworks start at ten!
I shook my head as I tucked my phone in between the pillows. Sam always had a way of getting around the rules. But I was glad he knew better than to tease me somewhere that Matt could hear. He was always thoughtful, if not a little too nosy for his own good.
Matt stirred as I wrapped my arms back around him. Groaning, he pushed himself back against my chest. I gave him a soft squeeze, kissing the back of his neck.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I whispered.
“Hi…” he grumbled in return, pulling the blanket up over his eyes.
“Still sleepy?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“You can sleep longer. I don’t mind.”
He shifted under the blankets, his butt wiggling against my hard dick pressed against his skin. “What’s that?”
I flexed my cock, the head pressing against his cheeks. “I think you know what that is.”
“Mmm…” He snuggled in further, making sure to tease me with his ass.
“You better stop that,” I warned. “If you want to keep sleeping, that is.”
“I’m not sure I want to now.”
“Oh?” I flexed my cock again. “Do you need some help?”
“My butthole is still sore from last night,” he groaned, the disappointment clear in his voice. “But I have an idea.”
“What’s the idea?”
Matt didn’t answer. Instead, there was a sudden flurry of activity under the blankets as he squirmed his way out of my arms and worked himself further down the bed. I couldn’t really tell what he was doing until I felt something familiar against my cock.
Lips. And then a tongue.
I moaned in pleasure as the heat of Matt’s mouth wrapped around my cock. A shiver ran up my spine as he worked his way down my shaft all the way to my balls. His tongue flicked against the underside of my cock, sending waves of pleasure rushing through my body.
Even though I couldn’t see him, I knew exactly what he was doing. Closing my eyes, I leaned back against the pillow, letting my hips pump my rock-hard cock down his throat. After our session a few nights ago, I knew he could take every inch I could give him. The man had a magical fucking mouth. Besides, he could push me away whenever he needed to catch his breath.
But Matt hardly ever came up for breath. He just sucked and sucked, deep-throating me all the way down to my balls before coming back to flick his tongue over my crown. I could practically feel the precum oozing out of me, and Matt acting like a rabid wolf showed me that he loved it. However, that got me to thinking.
Without warning, I wrapped my hands around Matt’s hips, pulled him upward, and thrust his cock into my mouth before he knew what was happening. I heard a gargled gasp as Matt pulled back from my dick, a moan echoing from under the blankets.
“Fuck…” he muttered, rocking his hips toward my face.
I didn’t answer because I was far too busy milking every drop of sweet precum I could get with my tongue. He took a moment to breath and fuck my face, his balls bouncing off my nose with every thrust. I just smiled and took him deeper, finding this angle to be a lot easier to work with than the normal one. His cock just slipped right down my throat so easily and I fucking loved it. Before long, he’d swallowed my cock whole again, the pair of us racing to see who could get the other to cum faster.
It didn’t take long before I started to notice the tension in Matt’s body. His abs were the first to tense, then his legs, the ropey muscles under my fingers growing hard. He was getting close. Not only that, but his pheromones suddenly thickened, the scent nearly overwhelming me. Of course, all of that made the heat in my belly suddenly flare, a deep tingling building at the base of my balls. I wasn’t going to last long either, especially now that Matt was starting to speed up.
Instead of fighting it, I just relaxed into my orgasm, letting my hips drive my cock deeper down Matt’s throat as I sucked his beautiful cock. Reaching back with my right hand, I slipped a finger between his cheeks, placing pressure against that tight pink hole of his.
Without warning, Matt lurched forward, his cock throbbing wildly as he pumped his hot seed down my throat. I didn’t pull away. Instead, I drank every last drop of him, desperate for more. At the same time, I felt my own body rock forward. Matt opened his throat, taking every last inch of me as I moaned around his cock. With a burst of pleasure rocking my body, I shot my load down his throat, my hips pumping gently to make sure he got every last bit of my cum.
We both gasped for air as we came apart. My wet, spent cock flopped onto my belly as I leaned back against my pillow. Matt found his way back up to me, his back pressed against my chest. He pulled my arms around his waist, making sure I was holding him tightly against me. I felt a rush of affection at such a minuscule gesture. It filled my heart to know that he liked having me so near to him.
“That was pretty awesome,” I muttered, kissing his neck. “Thank you.”
He leaned down, kissing the back of my hand. “Thank you.”
We laid there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow of a late morning sixty-nine. There was a calm sense of contentedness that washed over me. I didn’t need anything more than what I had at that moment. Just my arms around my mate and the joy of knowing that I made him happy. That was enough for me.
“Ace?” Matt whispered.
“Yeah?”
“Can I tell you something?”
I kissed the side of his neck. “Anything you want, beautiful.”
He took a deep breath. “You know… I keep trying to tell myself that I’m not ready for this yet. That all this is too much for me to handle,” he said, seemingly out of nowhere. He turned over, his honey-colored eyes sparkling as he looked at me. “But every time I try to imagine going on without you, I get this sinking feeling in my chest. The thought of being without you makes me feel… hollow.”
My heart swelled with excitement. “What does that mean?”
“I think it means… that I want to be your mate,” he replied, the fear evident in his eyes. “I don’t know how to be a good mate or what that really means, but I think I want to try.”
I reached up, brushing the sandy brown hair out of his face. “You’re already a great mate,” I said softly. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted and more.”
He looked like he was about to cry.
“I already love you,” I said, surprising even myself. “I hope that’s okay.”
Matt stared at me for a long moment, a pair of tears running down his cheeks. “I think I love you too,” he said at last, wrapping his arms around me and squeezing tightly. “It scares the shit out of me.”
“That’s okay, beautiful.” I squeezed him back. “I’m scared too. But I know I want to be with you, no matter what.”
Matt nodded. “Me too.”
I just laid there holding him. And I’d continue to do so until he said otherwise. Matt was everything to me, my perfect mate. We may not have known one another for long, but there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for him. It was too easy to see that he was the love of my life, the one I’d been waiting for.
And I was never going to let go.