Chapter 26
Chapter
Twenty-Six
Griff: Why did the surfer bring their laptop into the ocean?
Shae: I’m impressed that these jokes don’t appear to get old for you.
Griff: To surf the internet! Thanks, babe. *heart eyes emoji*
Cal: I can’t handle this schmoopy stuff here too. Talk about gross.
Ruby: I live for the day you fall in love, Cal. It’s going to be like a car wreck you can’t look away from.
Dallas: What’s a cat’s favorite movie to watch?
Cal: The Fast and the Fur -ious. Nailed it!
Harper: Cat baret, darlings.
Griff: Ha! I’ve got one. The Big Meow ski!
Cal: Okay, that’s pretty close but still not as good as mine.
Ruby: Forget it guys, it’s gotta be a classic like Cat sablanca!
Harper: Inspired. Hats off to you.
Shae: How about The Purr incess Bride?
Griff: Nice one, babe!
Dallas: Bzzz! Incorrect. The answer is: Purr assic Park!
—MEOW Squad Group Text Thread
Griffin
Even though I’m freshly fucked and feeling fine, my cock is more than ready to go for round two with my mate. But I have to remind myself that Shae’s never done this before, and I’m going to need to take it slow and careful with him.
On the plus side, we have been experimenting with toys and butt plugs ever since we got back from the island, just to get him used to the sensation of having something inside him.
Reaching a hand up, I touch the still-tingling mate mark Shae left on the back of my neck. I can’t keep a dopey grin off my face.
Having never really fit in with my family growing up, I yearned to find a special someone who understood and accepted me and who would love me for exactly who I am. When I first learned about fated mates, I understood that was it—my one shot at finding my perfect partner.
However, not everyone finds their fated mate. Some search for decades for that destined person meant for them. Others give up and settle down with someone else. While I’ve dated people off and on over the years, I never got serious about any of them. I was always upfront that I only wanted something casual since I was waiting for my mate.
And now that I have him, I’ll do everything in my power to make him happy.
Every day, I silently give thanks to the universe for bringing me and Shae together—and my lucky gold coin, as well. I like to think it had a small part to play in that too.
Since we’re all sorts of sticky after our first round of sex, I hustle us off to the shower to clean up. We spend quite a while languidly making out under the hot spray, and I start working on getting Shae ready for me. As part of our practice, we’ve started keeping extra lube and some toys in the shower.
It proves quite handy now. When Shae tells me he’s ready, I lube up a finger and start working his tight hole. I’ve learned he doesn’t seem to be as sensitive as I am when it comes to ass play, but he’s not totally turned off either.
Once I can insert two fingers inside him comfortably, I prepare a modestly sized silicone vibrator Shae likes. We discovered early on that the ones that vibrate produce more pleasurable sensations for him when used internally.
“Relax,” I croon as I pet his beautiful backside. “This is the one you like.”
Facing me, he wraps his arms around my neck and lifts one of his legs up over my hip, giving me better access to him while I brace my back against the shower wall. He bites his bottom lip and closes his eyes as he focuses on loosening his muscles, and soon I’m able to slip the toy inside him. The moment I press the button to start it vibrating, Shae’s eyes fly open and he lets out a small moan.
“Feel good?”
He nods.
Taking a firm grip on the base of the toy, I move it slightly to shift the angle until Shae’s body jolts and he cries out.
I grin. “Did I find it?”
“Holy fuck, yes,” he whispers breathlessly. Then he smirks. “Should I start calling you Wolf Boy, The Prostate Hunter?”
“I love it when you’re cheeky,” I tell him.
I start to gently move the vibrator in and out of him while the other hand holds his leg up around my hip.
His arms tighten around my neck and he rocks into me so that his hard cock rubs against mine.
“Until you suggested playing with toys, I had no idea my prostate could feel this good when stimulated,” he pants in my ear. “Now I love it.”
I nod sagely. “It’s a wonderful thing, isn’t it?”
We both laugh and then moan when he bucks his hips against mine, producing delicious friction on our hard and aching cocks.
“I think we’re ready to move on to the real thing. Do you want to take this to the bedroom?”
He shakes his head and removes his leg from my hip, then turns toward the far wall of the shower, where he braces his hands against the white tile and pushes his ass in my direction.
“Let’s do it here in the shower.” He twists around to look at me and licks his lips. “Make me see stars, Wolf Boy.”
There’s a note of command in his voice, coupled with a hint of challenge, that I instantly want to obey and fulfill.
I have to grab the base of my cock to calm down because Shae is pushing all of my buttons, as usual.
From the very beginning, we’ve been so damn compatible when it comes to sex. I mean, I knew we would be because of the bond, but it’s so much more than that. We’re able to give each other exactly what we both need—and our individual needs turn one another on, which is miraculous in its own way.
It hasn’t been like that for me with other partners. Some of them have found my preferences weird. Many of them have wanted me to be the more assertive one in the bedroom when all I want to do is nurture and pamper my lover. But Shae gets me and he knows that what I need is to be told what to do to please my partner and to be praised for doing it well.
It’s not a lot to ask for, really. Yet he’s the first person who’s ever been able to give it to me.
“I love you,” I whisper.
He licks his lips, his eyes softening. “I know you do. And I love you too, Wolf Boy. Now, get this vibrator out of my ass and stick your cock in me. Show me what being fucked is all about.” He taps a finger against the tile wall. “Chop, chop.”
I can’t help but chuckle. “So sassy.”
I adore it.
Moving into position behind him, I carefully extract the vibrator before lubing myself up. “I’m gonna give you the rimming of a lifetime one day soon,” I promise, “but right now, I don’t think I can wait.”
“Then don’t. I’m ready for you to fuck me.” His voice is sultry and resonant, and downright mesmerizing in moments like this. “I want to feel you inside me, the first man to ever take me like this—and the last. Just as you’re mine, Griffin McIntyre, I too, am yours.”
The angle’s a little awkward, but I manage to bring my mouth to his and give him a passionate, searing kiss. When I have him eager and panting, I pull back and line my cock up with his entrance.
Turning back to the shower wall, he takes a deep breath and his head falls forward.
Tenderly, I move his long, wet hair over one shoulder and stroke the planes of his back in soothing sweeps. Noticing some tension, I gently massage his muscles until he unclenches and I hear him sigh.
“That’s right,” I encourage him. “Now take a deep breath and push out.”
He does as I say and the head of my cock is able to breach his entrance, but then he clamps down and I bite my bottom lip so hard that I taste blood. Shae’s so fucking tight that it actually hurts me a bit too. I still my movement and stroke his side with one hand while reaching the other around his hip to take hold of his cock.
I start to stroke his erection until he’s moaning again and starting to move his hips.
“Can I keep going?”
“Yeah.”
I press deeper and the tight ring of muscle finally gives way and allows me entrance. Even though part of me wants to slam forward and bury myself inside him, I restrain myself and take it very slowly, checking in with Shae the whole time.
We take our time but eventually, I’m fully embedded in him and we stand still, both of us panting from the effort of our exertions.
“Jesus Christ, you’re big,” he grumbles.
I wince. “Sorry. Does it not feel good?”
The thought of him maybe not enjoying this makes me want to cry.
“Stop worrying, you big softie. Give my newly de-virginized ass a chance to get used to you. That sure isn’t a mini-Gherkin you’re packing back there.”
My frown immediately transforms into a huge smile. If Shae’s being sarcastic, I know everything’s okay.
I wrap my arms around him and pepper soft kisses along his neck and shoulder blades as we wait for his body to get used to me.
I will make this so good for him, even if it kills me.
Being inside him feels like heaven. He’s so tight and hot, and his passage clenches around me in a way that seems to tell me to behave. Even now, he’s the boss, and it makes me happy.
After a couple of minutes, Shae relaxes and I sigh in relief.
“Okay, you can start to move now,” he says. “Just take it slow, please.”
“Whatever you want, my love.” And I mean that from the bottom of my heart.
If he tells me to stop, I will. I’ll always listen to him because I only want to please him.
My thrusts are slow and shallow at first until he adjusts and commands me to go harder.
I obediently do as he asks and when I shift positions slightly to change the angle of my penetration, his answering shout reverberates against the bathroom walls.
Once again, I have found his prostate. I’m so pleased with myself that my tail won’t stop wagging.
“Fuck, yeah. Do that again. Harder,” he commands.
Needless to say, my desire to satisfy and please takes over and I focus all my energy and attention on nailing his prostate with every thrust of my hips while I continue to stroke his erection at the same time.
That proves to be the orgasmic double combo KO move for Shae, because without any warning, he gives a sharp cry and then comes, spurting against the shower wall.
As I milk him to completion, my thrusts become erratic and his channel clamps down on me like a vise. A little retribution, perhaps? In any case, that’s all it takes to tip me over the edge and I’m coming inside him.
Somehow, I manage to remember the final crucial step and I brush his wet hair out of the way to quickly bite down on the back of his neck, my canine fangs breaking the skin easily.
Once again, we both experience the relay of magic flowing between us, only this time originating with me. But then it starts to change and our magics seem to intertwine until they flow between us both, fully connected in a never-ending loop.
“Fuck, that feels amazing. It’s almost like a second mini-orgasm,” Shae murmurs blissfully.
I lean in and lick away the trickle of blood from the mate mark I created, then nuzzle the side of his neck.
“Wow. You’re right. The mark kind of tingles, but it doesn’t feel bad,” he says.
My cock starts to soften and I gently pull out. With fast and efficient motions, I clean us both up, taking the time to gently attend to Shae’s tender entrance.
Once we’re squeaky clean, I wrap my mate in a towel and lovingly comb his long hair.
“Can I do this for you always?” I ask.
He leans up and gives me a kiss. “For you, anything.”
We’re both yawning by the time I tuck us both into bed, and I spoon around Shae with a contented sigh.
“We’re really mates now,” he marvels around a yawn.
“Yes. The bond between us is now permanent.”
“I’m glad.”
“So am I.”
He yawns again. “I have so many things I want to do with you. And we need to go and visit my mom on the island soon.” He struggles to sit up. “But before that, we need to take care of Bella.”
I pump out my SCSS and he relaxes enough that I can gently push him back down. My mate needs to rest.
“Mmmm. Did I ever tell you I love your smell? Sunshine and coconuts,” he mumbles.
“I’m glad you like my scent. Yours is special to me too. Now, let go of everything and sleep.”
I cradle him in my arms, allowing my special pheromones to carry him into a peaceful slumber.
He’s got nothing to worry about. We’ll get even with Bella all in good time.
I’ll make sure of it.