Chapter 13
Eran
Canton Valley Farm
After a short cat nap, we were kissing again and I found out that the good boy could also be the man who told me exactly how he wanted me once he double-checked that the room was stocked with lube.
Canton and Bellamy made a point of ensuring all the bedrooms could provide the necessary things for safe romps.
So fifteen minutes after waking up from our cat nap, he had me on my stomach with my legs sort of frogged out a bit, and he gave me a pillow to bite so I didn’t make too much noise.
As an omegasexual who is also vers I wasn’t a stranger to omegas who dabbled in topping, but a lot of my previous lovers had been shy about it.
Vatten was not and that was hot. He gave very explicit instructions and followed up by asking me if it was okay or comfortable, striking the balance between assertive and caring.
He bit the back of my neck, finding my scruff.
It was loose skin that most domestic cat shifters had that was elastic but looked like normal skin any time it wasn’t being pulled on.
He dug in his teeth and my back went rigid.
My ‘good boy’ was really taking charge. My dick throbbed against the comforter, and I fought not to hump into it as he worked his way into my body.
My nails dug into my ‘biting pillow’ as my body made room for him.
He moved over me, thrusting in inch by inch, leaning over to look at my expression and then biting me again.
It was a different sort of pleasure than what topping gave.
It was deeper, more all-consuming, and left me wanting more of him.
His hands slid down my arms, fingering the muscles all the way down until he reached my hands.
He entwined our fingers as he rocked inside me.
It didn’t take me long to lose myself to the rocking and biting.
Inside his inner sanctum, my cat was in much the same position with Vatten’s dog.
Whatever size difference between the pair was taken care of by whatever magic ruled inside those internal spaces.
My cat yowled out his pleasure for the world to hear but I swallowed the euphoria-riddled sounds.
Honey warm pleasure drifted over me, embedding itself in my cells.
I writhed under him, riding out the deep sensations and waves as he thrust into me.
He alternated between licking my neck and biting it, pulling up my scruff into his mouth.
He bit harder the faster he thrusted and I thought perhaps he’d forget all about the claiming vows all together.
His thoughts were all on me and how good it felt to be inside my body.
He checked in on my scent and my reaction constantly.
It was as if I’d forgotten how glorious it could be to give in to a top who knew what he was doing for a while.
His thrusts slowed as he kissed across my shoulder and licked over my claiming gland.
I hissed. The damn thing was so full that it hurt to be touched.
Vatten licked again, more gingerly this time.
A second later, he borrowed his dog’s canine tooth and bit down.
He lapped up the clear magical fluid flowing from my gland without giving any of it a chance to escape.
He drank down my memories and my knowledge of the GGB Territory.
He swallowed it all and slowly I realized he felt my pleasure too as our mating link was now wide open.
All our joint sensations mingled over our mating link and Vatten’s thrusts picked up speed.
No longer did he have to make an effort to check in with me.
The mating link being open wide meant he had constant and instant feedback.
No longer held back by the not knowing, he let go a bit.
His thrusts came faster, deeper. His fingers dug into my hands and his teeth held tight to my scruff.
I lost myself to the pleasure raining down over us and coiling around me as everything inside me drew up tight and hot like a spring waiting to explode when it finally bounced back.
Now, I didn’t have to tell him that I was close.
He knew just like I knew he was close too.
Lost to the sensation dripping over my body, I ground my dick into the bed, unable to stop myself.
A few moments later, I saw stars as my body trembled and I made a mess of the bed.
Vatten thrust quicker, drawing out my pleasure, and sending wave after wave of sensation crashing into me.
His dick twitched inside me – once, twice, and then he came too.
Hard and sticky, biting my neck not to howl out his pleasure.
He didn’t stop until there wasn’t anything else to be milked from either of us.
Then he collapsed on the bed next to me and pulled me close. Our mouths met in a breathy kiss.
“I think I fucked you pregnant,” he let out a breathy laugh, and I laughed too rolling on my side so that I could cuddle him.
We might’ve dozed off again but a woman’s angry voice shouted ‘WHAT THE FUCK!?’ and I knew our alone time was over.
The sky was quiet but now the thunder was the voices of confused people inside the Burrow.