Chapter 11
ZACK
“Now?” I yanked him off the kitchen chair and held his gaze.
Ford batted his eyelashes and glanced down, but I needed a concrete answer. Marking was for life, and there could be no mistakes. Tilting his head up, I asked again. “Now as in I’m going to take you into the bedroom, rip of your clothes, fuck you hard, and we mark one another?”
He tugged at my collar. “That’s a pretty good summary, but we could add some hair-tugging and butt-slapping. What do you think?”
I rolled my eyes, whisked him over my shoulder, and smacked his beautiful ass. He squealed.
“I’ve been patient, but that’s in the past.” I squeezed his butt, wanting to have his bare flesh under my palm. “And besides, this is what you asked for.”
Dumping him on the bed, I tore off my shirt and jeans, leaving my briefs on. I put one knee on the bed, and it dipped. Damn, I never did get another mattress.
“Take off your pants.”
Ford wriggled his ass. “Don’t think I can.” He poked out his tongue and gave me a sultry look. “Why don’t you do it for me?”
“Oh yeah? That’s what you want?” I didn’t wait for an answer and undid his button before tearing the pants off.
The slashing sound of fabric shredding had Ford burst out laughing. “I didn’t need those anyway.”
“I’m a man of my word.” I fell on top of him and nibbled the delicate skin at the base of his throat. “You said to rip off your clothes.” I swung a leg over my mate and sat astride him. His gaze went to my crotch and he licked his lips.
“Is that for me?”
“Oh yeah. But first, let me get rid of these pesky buttons.”
Ford tensed, probably thinking I was going to yank the buttons off and destroy his shirt like I’d done to his pants. But I was in teasing mode, and I flicked one open and revealed a sliver of skin. He shivered, and l lapped at one finger and trailed it over that small glimpse of flesh.
With one more button undone, I licked his skin, and goosebumps spiked under my tongue. But Ford put a hand on either side of my face and made me stare into his eyes
“I was reliably informed you’d run out of patience.” He fondled my crotch, and I inhaled, and again, because I wasn’t ready to be inside him.
“Mmmm, that’s correct.” After I pulled his shirt aside, I teased and sucked his nipple, and he whimpered and dug his nails into my scalp. “I didn’t say anything about not making you wait, though.”
“What?” He tried to smack me, but I caught his hand and took one of his fingers into my mouth. I sucked slowly before releasing it, and Ford trembled. He lifted his hips so his rock-hard cock rubbed against my butt. “I can play that game.”
“I guess.” Returning my attention to his nipple, I bit it gently, and he moaned. But I was done teasing, and I rolled off him and shuffled between his parted legs. I trailed a finger over the hard ridge in his briefs and mumbled, “Enough.”
He pulled out his length and pumped it. “If you’re not giving me what I want, I’ll do it myself,” he panted as he stared into my eyes and jerked off.
I growled and removed his fingers from his shaft. “Nah, that’s my job.”
With his former briefs now a ragged piece of fabric on the floor, I removed my own underwear and hovered over him, making sure the tip of my cock glided over his skin that was dotted with sweat.
“Impressive.” He swiped the bead of pre-cum that glistened on the tip and licked it off his finger. I grabbed his wrist and grazed his finger with my teeth, and he shivered.
“Oh yeah? How about this?” I eased two fingers into his hole, and he squeezed around them.
“I was promised cock.” He took hold of my dick and pumped, and I panted because this mate of mine was going to make him come.
“Did I?” I cocked my head. “I don’t recall saying those exact words.” I finger-fucked him and studied his face as he pressed his lips together and took in huge gulping breaths. “You want cock, do you? Mine in particular?” I was having fun fucking with his head.
“You are such an ass. Fuck me, please.”
I removed my fingers, but instead of putting my length inside him, I slid over the sheets and kissed his feet. My mate was ticklish, and he squirmed as I made my way over his calves and kissed the back of his knees.
Ford shrieked and struggled, but I held him tight while I brushed my lips over the soft flesh of his thighs. Goosebumps danced behind me as pushed his knees up and spread his legs further, giving me access to his hole.
“Hurry, Zack. I want you so bad.”
“Getting there, babe.”
Lowering my head, I licked around his puckered hole, and he whimpered, telling me he wanted more. I lapped at his entrance, and he tugged at my hair as he’d promised. So I shoved my tongue inside him and curled it back, making my mate shudder.
Ford closed his knees, capturing my head between them. He squeezed hard as I withdrew and lapped around his rim.
I glanced up and our eyes locked on one another. His smoldered with desire, and I heaved myself up and placed my hands on the mattress on either side of him. My cock nudged his hole.
“This ends with us marking one another.” My gravely voice was a sign of the emotions swirling inside me, each clamoring I pay attention to them.
“No, my darling Zack. Marking is only the beginning.”
I pushed the tip of my length into his hole. We’d made love countless times, and I had long studied his body language, with his tiny mewls and whimpers. But I paused because my engorged cock was huge and my mate needed time to adjust to my girth.
Ford nodded, and I slid deeper inside him. He gripped my shoulders and panted as I filled him.
“You okay?”
My mate stroked my cheek. “When you’re inside me, always.”
We’d set aside our jokes, and I rocked back and forth, shoving my length in further, claiming his body and in a way, marking him as mine, though neither of us bore a mating scar.
Ford grabbed my nipple. He worried it until it was hard before tweaking it. I grunted and rammed into him. He responded with come-hither eyes, knowing I couldn’t resist, and I leaned down and tugged his bottom lip.
He bucked his hips, taking me into his depths, and my fingers curled around the bedding.
“Your choice, fast or slow?”
He didn’t answer, just let out a whimper.
Ford suckled one of his fingers. “Eyes here.” He slid it in and out between his lips, mirroring the movement of my length in his channel.
Gods, he was hot, and I peppered kisses over his chest and abs.
He giggled and shoved his finger in my mouth.
It tasted of him, and I savored it. But I wanted to fuck him so hard, and I bit down on it.
Ford yelped, and I slammed into him. He slid back over the sheets. “Again.” His nostrils flared, and I pounded into him. Sweat dripped from my chin onto his chest as pre-cum dribbled from his length.
This man, this dragon shifter, was mine, and I wanted to possess him.
I withdrew, leaving the head of my cock wedged inside him. Ford lifted his head and reached down, gathering slick on his hand. He smeared it over his chest, and the musky aroma filled my nostrils and befuddled my head as the scent mingled with sweat and saliva.
“Lick me.” He smirked, and I bowed my head and lapped at his skin. My tongue tingled as the slick coated it.
“My turn.” I jerked my head at his cock. “Wrap your hand around it. I’ll be fucking you while you pump your length.”
Ford grasped his cock and slid his hand over the shaft, but he had a lazy smile on his face. My breathing sped up, and my chest heaved as I entered him.
“You like me doing this?” He tugged his dick as I rammed my cock inside me. We both gasped, and I smothered his face with kisses.
“Faster, Zack, I want to hear you moan.”
I didn’t need any more encouragement. I wanted him so bad, and I thrust inside him while he jerked off. His eyes glazed over as we fucked, and his breathing grew shallower and his tiny whimpers more urgent.
With his eyes scrunched tight, he whispered that he couldn’t hold on.
“Come for me, babe. I want to watch.”
Ford’s hand slid frantically over his shaft, and when he lifted his hips, cum streamed from his slit. Now I lunged inside him, and with my head thrown back, I yelled, “You’re mine.”
We collapsed in a sweaty heap, and I held him tight as my knot claimed him.
But we weren’t done.
“I’m not waiting any longer.”
“Do it.” He shoved his shoulder toward me, and my bear’s claws extended and dug deep into his flesh. Now he was officially my mate.
“You’re not going to burn the place down, are you?” I was worried his dragon might not be able to temper his fire.
Ford rolled his eyes. “Nah, he’s going to use his talons, though he wouldn’t mind singing your brows.”
“I’m ready.”
Those long talons scored my skin, and blood trickled over my chest.
“Mate.” I rolled him on top of me. “For always.”