Chapter 8
Chapter Eight
Duncan
I had come before. Obviously. I was twenty-five and a shifter at that.
But I’d never had my dick sucked before now, and the orgasm that overwhelmed me was more than my body could handle.
I felt my legs give out while my dick was still pulsing in Clay’s mouth.
Somehow, he knew though, and I felt his strong arms wrap around my legs and hold me up.
Several moments later, the sensations became too much, and I hissed and pulled on Clay’s hair. I realized then that I had a death grip on it and let go.
“I’m so sorry,” I said. “Are you all right?”
Clay smiled up at me. “I’ve never been better. I hope you’re feeling better though.”
My mouth dropped open. “How could I not?” I blinked several times. “Seriously.”
“Good. We’re just getting started, and if your legs were already wobbly, we’d better get you onto the bed.
” Clay didn’t even give me a warning; he simply tightened his arms around my legs and stood up with me in his arms. I squeaked and scrambled to hold on.
I didn’t need to worry, though, because Clay held me securely, and it wasn’t far to his bed, which was absolutely massive, I discovered.
I found myself on my back on the bed, and I looked around quickly, my eyes landing on my mate. “Are all of your beds huge?”
“They’re all king-sized, yes. I’m not a small man, Duncan, and neither are my brothers. When they crash here, they need somewhere that they will fit.” Clay pulled his polo up and off, and I struggled to take a breath. He had…lots of muscles.
He noticed me staring and smiled. “I’m glad you like what you see because you’re going to be seeing a whole lot more, for a very long time.
” Clay leaned down, and it took me a moment to figure out what he was doing.
When I heard a thump, I realized he was taking off his shoes.
“You have about two minutes to change your mind about being claimed before I start in earnest.”
I blinked at him. “You mean, you haven’t already done so?” I asked. “Clay, you just gave me my first-ever blow job. That wasn’t trying to…what? Seduce me?”
“I’ll take things slow.” There was another thud, and then he stood up and reached for the waistband of his pants. “But I need to know that this is absolutely what you want because there will be a point that I won’t be able to stop my gorilla from claiming you.”
I nodded. “I want this. I do. I’m ready to be yours,” I told him.
“We can figure everything else out as we go. But we’ll be able to do it together.
” I didn’t know if that was the correct thing to say or not, but it was what I had.
I didn’t want to wait for him to claim me.
If we did, most likely, I’d end up not remembering the first time I had sex, and that wasn’t what I wanted.
I wanted those memories. I wanted to experience them when I wasn’t filled with intense need.
“Very well, then,” Clay said. He pushed his pants down, and I lost my breath.
The man was…well, he was an alpha, and his dick was quite a bit bigger than mine was.
And I was trying to figure out all the ways I could get to know it.
I wanted to lick it and suck it like he’d done to me, but most of all, I wanted it inside of me.
“I’ll go slow. I’ll make sure you’re stretched, always.”
I looked up at Clay as he reached for my own pants. “I’m not worried about that. You won’t hurt me. At least not intentionally, and I know that.”
Clay tugged on my pants, taking them and my briefs with them as he pulled them down my legs. He tossed them to the floor, and I suddenly found myself completely naked with another man for the first time. Well, for something other than shifting.
Clay moved onto the bed, one knee beside mine as he moved over me. I looked up at him with wide eyes, and he froze. “Do you want to stop?”
I shook my head. “No. I just…this is new. And I’m nervous. I want this to be good for you too, but I’m afraid that I don’t really know how to do a lot of things. I’ve seen them, but I’ve never actually done them.”
Clay smiled before shaking his head. “Trust me when I say it’s okay.” He carefully lowered his body down on top of mine, and I moaned and closed my eyes as I felt his weight on top of me. It felt wonderful, and I wanted him there always.
“Gah, that’s good enough,” I said. I opened my eyes. “How? How is just you lying on me amazing?”
Clay grinned. “If you think that, just wait until you experience this.” He lifted his body and repositioned it, placing his cock right next to mine.
Then he rolled his hips, and I swear my eyes rolled into the back of my head.
I whimpered, I grabbed on to his shoulders, to the sheets, to anything I could find, and made noises that I didn’t realize I was capable of making.
Clay sucking my cock was one thing. Him rubbing his next to and occasionally on top of mine was a completely different one, and I felt a very familiar tingle in my balls too soon.
“You have to stop,” I said as I gently pushed on his shoulders. Clay froze above me.
“Why? You don’t like?” His face changed. “Too fast? Am I pushing you too much?”
“Clay…” I bit my lower lip hard and took a deep breath, trying to get my body under control. “I’m about to come again,” I warned.
Clay smiled and then leaned close and gently touched his lips to mine. “That’s all right. You can come as many times as you want. Trust me, there will be many more orgasms from both of us before the day is over.”
Clay rolled his hips again and moaned loudly.
It felt so good. Too good. And we hadn’t even gotten to the main event yet.
Clay’s moans became more vocal, and the movements of his hips seemed to be more intense.
It all added to my own pleasure, and when he looked down at me once again, his eyes were almost black.
“Come with me. I want to feel you pulsing against me.”
I struggled to breathe, but then I couldn’t control my body any longer, and I did exactly as he’d suggested.
I came. I groaned at the pleasure as it went through me, and when Clay’s movements stumbled and then he grunted, I could feel his cock throbbing between us.
I would have been shocked, but I was experiencing too much pleasure to be anything but blissed out.
I wasn’t sure how long I lay there, but a cramp in my hand had me finally letting go of the bedding below me. I blinked a few times and found Clay smiling down at me, his eyes twinkling.
“I think actual sex is going to be the end of me.”
Clay chuckled and then leaned down and kissed me. He pulled away quickly, and I frowned up at him.
“I know I’m not the best kisser, but am I that terrible at it?”
“What? No. Why do you ask?”
“Because you’ve only given me a quick peck. I want to learn.”
Clay leaned down and kissed me again. His lips lingered a bit longer, but it still wasn’t a kiss like he’d given me before. “I’ll kiss you as much as you wish,” he said and then pressed his lips to mine again, and this time, I felt the familiar swipe of his tongue against mine.
I sighed into the kiss and tried to mirror his actions.
I was a bit behind, but Clay responded as if he didn’t mind even a little.
He tasted different this time, and I knew it was because of me.
Because I had come in his mouth earlier.
It didn’t bother me a bit, and I knew that the fact that Clay had done that wasn’t something that all alphas would.
I needed to breathe again, so I turned my head to the side and gasped for air.
I really needed to figure out how to kiss and breathe at the same time.
“I know this might not be the most romantic thing,” Clay said just before he gently kissed my neck.
“But we’re a complete mess.” He lifted up a bit, and immediately, I felt the cool air from the AC hit between us.
Gone was the warmth of his body, and in its place was the rapidly cooling mess.
I gasped. “Ah. Why would you do that?” I asked before I laughed. “That’s cold.” I felt a sensation and realized that it wasn’t staying put on my stomach. “Eww. It’s running down my side.”
Clay chuckled again, gave my neck another kiss, and then rolled.
“That answers the question before I could ask it,” he said before standing.
“Come on.” Clay simply leaned over and scooped me up from the center of the bed.
“We’re going to pause this for a minute and have a shower.
I promise there will be much more to come soon though. ”
I didn’t know how to respond, so I simply held on to him as best as I could. “I’m not complaining,” I said. “I’m really not.”
Clay walked through a door and turned. “Would you get the light just there?”
I reached for the little light on the wall and flipped the switch. “I love that you have lighted switches. It really helps find things in the dark when you’re not familiar with the layout of the place.”
“I’m glad but can’t take credit. They were like that when I bought the place, and although I’m not the first owner, the house was only five years old when I bought it.”
Clay set me down inside his shower. It was a walk-in with no door, no shower curtain, but the showerhead was on the other side, and there was a tile wall that divided the shower from the rest of the bathroom.
“Do you like your shower lava hot or pleasantly warm? I don’t say cool because as my mate, there is no way that it can be cool.”
I laughed as I looked down at my stomach, which was starting to itch.
At least I didn’t have the chest hair that Clay did.
That had to tug and pull once it started to dry and glue the hair to his skin.
“Honestly, I’d say pleasantly warm at the moment would be good since I have a feeling that this isn’t going to be a quick shower. ”