Chapter 13 #2
I flip the two of us over, hovering over Kei. He sucks in a sharp breath as I grind my hips down against him, rubbing our erections together. My tongue finds its way between his lips, caressing the inside of his mouth. Gods, I’ll never get over how good he tastes.
Kei tries to flip us over but I manage to keep him pinned beneath me. My inner alpha howls pleasantly, content to keep our mate writhing beneath us.
Fuck. My brain stutters for a moment at that thought. Mate?
The longer I think about it, the better it feels. The idea of mating with Kei sinks beneath my skin, becoming part of me. It feels right. It feels true. Not today, but someday, Kei will be my mate.
I’m so overcome with this that Kei manages to shove me away. We twist in the sheets until I’m on my belly with him grinding his erection against the swell of my ass. He pulls off his shirt and slides down the back of my boxers.
“Goddamn,” he hisses out, his hands grabbing my ass cheeks. “Your ass is perfect. The kind of ass artists make sculptures of.”
I snort, wiggling my ass for him. “Flattery will get you everywhere.”
“Don’t I know it,” he says with a growl, leaning down in order to bite my ass cheek. I hiss through the pain. This is payback for the time I did exactly this to him. I’ll be feeling this bite for days every time I sit down.
I relish it.
Kei leans himself against my back, his mouth attacking my shoulder blades. I know I’ll be covered in marks and bites. My stomach swoops violently with pleasure.
I was worried our dynamic in the bedroom would change once we were actually dating. Thank Christ that doesn’t seem to be the case.
“Fuck, Kei,” I groan out at one particular perfectly placed bite. Warmth surges against my skin and I know he’s bitten hard enough to draw blood. He licks the bite, the sting making my cock throb where it’s trapped between my pelvis and the bed.
“That’s the plan,” he says into my skin. “I’m gonna fuck you so good you’ll never think about another knot but mine again.”
A shiver runs down my spine.
“Big words,” I say tauntingly. I smile against my pillow at Kei’s answering growl. I can feel it against my back, my skin breaking out in goosebumps.
I hear Kei spit and a moment later, I feel wet fingers touch my ass. I make an aggressive noise at the center of my chest in response but don’t fight him as he pushes a finger into my hole.
“Jesus,” Kei says against my ear, his hot breath fanning across my skin. “You’re so fucking tight. Think you can handle my cock?”
“Oh, I can handle it,” I say through panted breath. “I can take whatever you throw my way.”
“Fuck. I know you can. You’re so fucking good, Shiloh.”
Against my permission, a whimper escapes me. I immediately growl in frustration and pull my hips away from Kei. I flip over so that I’m on my back, looking up at Kei. He raises his brow at me, a little smirk playing at his lips. That fucker.
I lean up, biting his bottom lip hard enough to break the skin. He gasps in surprise and I use that surprise to change our positions. While straddling his lap, I pull my shirt off before leaning over to the bedside drawer, pulling out the lube.
“Here,” I say, shoving it into his hands.
“You really okay bottoming? I don’t mind either way.”
“Yes, don’t ask again,” I say, leaning down and getting to work marking his throat up with my teeth. I suck mark after mark into his skin. One just behind his ear, another right next to his Adam's apple, another against his clavicle. Fuck, he looks so good covered in bruises.
I gasp when two wet fingers touch my ass, pushing in without any teasing or warning. I clench around them for a moment before relaxing.
“Fuck,” I say with a gasp. “Fuck, Kei.”
The stretch is borderline too much too quickly but that only adds to how hot this is. I’d let Kei split me open if he wanted to. I’d let him do a lot of things so long as he promises to do them with me and only me.
“You’re so hot like this,” Kei tells me, using his free hand to pinch my pierced nipple. I cry out, tossing my head back and riding back against his fingers. “Can’t believe you put up with me.”
“It’s because you have a nice ass,” I say breathlessly as Kei continues to finger me open. “And you’re the same kind of asshole I am.”
“Be still my heart,” he says, tugging me down and sealing our lips together. The kiss is messy, all tongue and teeth. By the time we pull back, I can taste blood and I’m not sure which of us it’s from.
We’re still rutting against each other through our boxers which pisses me off. I want to feel his skin against mine. I want him, all of him.
“Get naked,” I say, sitting up and flopping down on the bed beside Kei. I slip out of my boxers, tossing them onto the floor.
Kei grabs my hips, getting me onto my stomach. He straddles the top of my thighs, running his hard cock through my ass cheeks, teasing my hole. My hands clench against the sheets and I look over my shoulder, baring my teeth at him.
Kei just smirks in response. He picks up the lube, pouring more over my hole. I hiss through clenched teeth at the coolness of it, wrinkling my nose as it drips over the back of my balls.
“Was that really necessary?”
“Yes,” he says, placing his cock into the valley of my ass and then squeezing my cheeks around him. He thrusts against me, the lube making his thrusts smooth.
“Come on,” I say with a whine. “I want you in me, asshole.”
“I’m worried I’ll knot as soon as I’m inside you,” Kei confesses softly.
“Better make that first thrust worth my time then.”
Kei snorts. He runs his hands over my flanks, making me shiver. I raise my hips up off the bed, my thighs quivering. I’m presenting for him. I want him to mount me.
Gods, why the fuck is that so hot?
“Shiloh,” Kei says, his voice breaking. He grabs my hips so hard I know there will be little finger-shaped bruises tomorrow. He positions his cock to my ass, pushing until just the head of his cock breaches me.
“Oh fuck,” I cry out, feeling him stretch me open. “Fuck, Kei. Fuck. Why do you have to have such a nice cock? Why does it have to be so big? Jesus Christ. I hate you and your stupidly perfect dick. Don’t even think about knotting me or I will actually rip your throat out with my teeth.”
Kei chuckles behind me, slowly sliding further and further into me as I rant and rave. After a moment, his hips meet my ass.
“There we go,” he says softly, scratching his nails down my spine.
I raise up like a cat in heat, chasing his touch.
The long lines his nails leave behind burn in the best way possible, helping to alleviate the pain in my ass.
“All the way in. Gods, you should see how well you take me. I wish I could take a video of me fucking your ass, Shiloh.”
“Kei,” I gasp out, overwhelmed by that thought. Am I into that? I think maybe I am. Fuck.
Kei slowly pulls back until just the head of his cock is still inside of me. Then he slowly pushes forward. His movements are controlled, poised, gentle. He’s making sure I can take it, that I’m okay. Warmth pools in the pit of my stomach.
Jesus, I am so far gone on this man it’s not even funny. He’s so good to me.
“Stop fucking around,” I say, reaching back and slapping his hip. “Fuck me and fuck me good. I expect to be ruined by the time you’re done.”
That finally seems to light a fire under his ass.
Kei pushes both hands against my shoulders, pinning my upper body against the bed.
His hips start to piston into me, fucking me in long, deep thrusts.
He nails my prostate until I’m whimpering beneath him, tears wetting my lashes with how good he’s making me feel.
Kei slides his arms underneath me, gripping me tight.
One hand finds my nipple, the other touches my throat.
I growl just to feel him press harder against me, growling himself in response.
I want to snap at him, bite him, mark him.
Instead, I turn my head and kiss him, content to feel him against my mouth in any way I can manage.
“Shiloh,” he says against my lips. “Fuck, you feel so good, baby. You’re gonna make me come.”
“Make me come first,” I say with a sneer.
“Bossy bottom,” he says, nipping my bottom lip.
The hand on my nipple goes to my cock, stroking me as best as he can while keeping me pinned against the bed like this.
It’s hurried and uncoordinated. I want to make a stinging remark back to Kei but the words are stolen from me, replaced by a groan as I find my release.
My body lights up with pleasure and my knot pops in Kei’s palm. I can feel my cock throb and twitch against my body. My ass tightens around Kei’s dick. His keeps fucking me through it until it’s almost unbearable, too much.
“Fuck,” he says, biting my shoulder hard enough to break skin. He fucks into me a few more times before he pulls his hips back. I can feel his knot bumping against my rim but he’s careful not to push it into me. The tip of his cock remains, flooding my channel with warmth as he comes inside of me.
A rumble vibrates between us and I’m not sure if it’s from Kei or from myself. Maybe it’s both of us, rumbling with contentment. He’s marked me with his cum. My inner alpha is content, even if we’re not ready for a mating bite, we’re ready for this.
Kei flops sideways, dragging me with him. He spoons me, holding me tightly, kissing the back of my neck.
“You’re gonna have to carry me to the shower,” I say with a laugh. “I can’t feel my legs after that.”
“Was I too rough?”
“No. You were too gentle actually. I barely feel a scratch on me.”
In response, Kei bites down on my shoulder again. I cry out as pain surges through me. That motherfucker.
“Asshole,” I hiss out, making him chuckle.
“You baited me.”
I let out a content sigh. “Yeah, I did. And you always fall for it.”
“Yeah, I do,” he says and I can hear the smile in his voice. He runs his nose through my hair. “Smell so good. Smell like mine.”
My stomach swoops. “That’s because I am,” I say, my voice barely loud enough to hear. “You’re mine too. Don’t even think about leaving now that I’ve bared my soul for you and all that gross domestic shit.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Kei says, squeezing me around the middle even harder. There’s a soft vibration against my back and I realize with a start that Kei is purring.
Oh my gods. I want to make fun of him so badly. I bite my bottom lip so hard I’m worried I might bite the damn thing off. My entire body goes so tense that Kei notices, letting out a deep sigh.
“Go on,” he says and the dam breaks.
“Oh, my wittle kitty is purring for me? What a good kitty. You’re so sweet, kitten.”
“I hate you.”
“You love me,” I say, teasing him. In response, Kei starts to tickle me. I leap out of the bed with a yelp, landing on the floor. Kei looks over the edge, laughing his ass off. “Fuck you,” I say, standing up and stomping my foot on the ground.
“No, stop! Come back!”
“No! I’m taking a shower without you!”
Kei can’t stop laughing as he follows me towards the bathroom. “Don’t be mad! You’re the one who started it!”
“Kittens don’t like water!”
“Eat my entire ass, Shiloh.”
“Bon appetite!”
We continue the banter all the way through our shower. I never knew things could be so easy with someone else. Maybe it wouldn’t be if I was with the wrong person but with Kei, things feel good. They feel right. They feel like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be, with who I’m supposed to be with.
We love each other, but that doesn’t mean the teasing is going to stop. We still bully each other. I still ragebait him any time I get the chance. I still tell him to fuck off when I’m in his chat, yet somehow, we fit together.
Maybe that’s what being a mate truly is. Maybe it’s finding the person who matches your shade of assholery. Or maybe I just got lucky when I found PourSomeSuga’s stream and seemed to find a space I finally felt like I fit in, especially because I was on my own for the first time since Stevey.
I’m not sure if I believe in destiny and all that, but if it was real, it knew what it was doing when I logged onto that silly streaming platform and found Kei.
He’s the one for me. I know it in my gut, or maybe my soul itself knows.
Someday, Kei will be my mate. We’ll have matching mating bites.
He will be mine and I’ll be his, in more than just name.
Until that day, I’m content just to tease the shit out of him, knowing he can take it and dish it out just as well.
Until then, I am content. Full stop.