Chapter 8
CHAPTER EIGHT
I spent the entirety of my Saturday researching dinosaurs, namely elaphrosaurus. Words like carnivore, Jurassic period, Africa, swam through my head. Then I saw that they reproduced by laying eggs and I froze.
“Brings a whole new meaning to the question, what were you hatched…wait, was Landry hatched?” I added it to a list I was making of questions I wanted to ask him.
I skimmed many articles and all stated no head had ever been discovered, which was what Landry had told me. They were fast dinosaurs and relied more on that than on strength.
As I scanned illustrations I understood what Landry meant that some were very close to what the elaphrosaurus looked…
look, like. Of course, I was sucked into a rabbit hole and while a large part was fascinating, I also realized the trust Landry put in me was immense.
If the world knew that he existed…that maybe more of them did, they’d likely be hunted, captured.
Sleep didn’t come easy for me that night. Visions of Landry laughing invaded my thoughts, and I could swear I smelled him right beside me. When I did doze I was plagued with nightmares of him being chained, experimented on…humans fighting over the worth of his head.
I gasped awake before the sun on Sunday morning itching to race over to Landry’s.
I got up, started the coffee pot, and went to shower while it brewed. As I soaped up my body I wondered what being Landry’s mate would entail.
I thought about his lips on mine and what he’d taste like, how his hands would feel as they caressed and gripped my body. I’d seen his cock and wanted to get up close and personal with it. As water sluiced down my body I wished it was his tongue.
I wrapped my hand around my cock and jacked off until my come was painting the tiles. Still it wasn’t enough.
What the hell is wrong with me?
A voice so faint I would swear I’d imagined it whispered, Mate.
I needed to get to Landry.
I rushed out of the shower, dried, and dressed as fast as I could. I reached for my phone ready to slip it in my pocket before racing to Landry’s when it buzzed.
There was a single message.
I know you need me.
He was right, I did. I hit the button shutting off the coffee pot. It wasn’t coffee I needed. I called for an Uber because I couldn’t concentrate on driving when my mind was elsewhere.
I didn’t remember the drive or entering the building or even the elevator ride up to Landry’s penthouse. What I will always remember was the way Landry looked when he opened his door for me.
Dressed in only a deep blue silk robe, hair in disarray, eyes a rainbow of color lighting up when he met my gaze.
“Jason,” he whispered and it was all I ever needed to hear again.
I craved Landry and judging by the way his eyes were roaming over my body, he felt the same.
I swear I flew over to him, my hands immediately untying his robe, the sound of the door shutting was how I knew we were inside his place. I was willing to devour him right there for the world to see. What the fuck was this? I wasn’t an animal.
As I felt Landry’s silky skin beneath my fingertips I realized, for him, I’d be an animal.
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” I mumbled against the crook of his neck.
“I felt you all night,” he sighed as his robe fell to the floor and his naked body was on full display for me.
“How?”
“I connected to you, remember? I told you. Oh can we talk about this after? I need to be inside you, please say you’ll let me.”
I smiled and began tearing at my clothes. “Yes.”
“This way.” I followed Landry—more like Landry’s ass—down a hallway until we reached a massive bedroom.
The bed was enormous, sheets were rumpled and I knew this was his room. His scent engulfed me and my cock had never been harder.
“Sweet Jesus.” I inhaled deeply.
“You feel it.” Landry began helping me divest myself of the rest of my clothes.
“I’ve never—”
“And you never will again,” Landry growled and the distinct sound of fabric tearing indicated I’d need to borrow a shirt when I left.
I blinked and suddenly I was sprawled across Landry’s bed, his gorgeous body hovering over me.
“You’re so beautiful.” My fingers skimmed over his cheek.
“You, Jason McPherson, are the most stunning person I’ve ever seen and I’m not letting you leave this bed until you understand how much you mean to me.”
“That should terrify me, but oddly it makes me feel safe. Why is that?”
He glided his hand over my hip and toward my aching cock. “Because we exist for each other.”
His mouth crashed against mine and he licked inside my mouth, and my entire body erupted with goose bumps.
“I need you,” I begged. It wasn’t dramatic, if he didn’t fuck me soon I thought I’d explode.
“I know.”
He lifted off me briefly to grab lube out of his bedside drawer but was back before I could miss him. He really was fast.
“I don’t have any diseases and even if you did you couldn’t transfer them to me. I’m desperate to be inside you with no barriers, Jason. Please say I can.”
“Fuck. Yes, I’m clear, just fuck me, Landry.”
He chuckled darkly and I gasped when a slick finger circled my hole.
“I love how much you crave me.”
“So much, yessssss…” He slid two digits inside and when he pressed against my prostate I lifted my hips, chasing the thrusts.
“Gorgeous,” he whispered. He tongue-fucked me in pace with his fingers and I felt myself unraveling.
“Landry,” I pleaded.
“I’ve got you, my mate.” His fingers left but were quickly replaced by the head of his cock.
I’ve had sex before, I was no virgin, but never did I feel nirvana when a man pushed inside of me the way I did when Landry did.
There wasn’t an ounce of pain, just the purest pleasure I’d ever felt. The aroma of fresh cut grass surrounded me and as Landry thrust it was as if my heart was coming more alive by the second. It was overwhelming and a tear slid down my face.
“You feel it.”
I couldn’t speak; all I could do was ride the incredible wave and when I climaxed, Landry was with me. I’d never passed out after sex but I swore I almost did this time.
His breath on my sweaty skin, his arms around me, and his whispers of, “mate,” over and over lulled me into a dreamless sleep.