Chapter 10 Isaac
Isaac
The shock to his system at seeing a burning carousel in the smoke was not something Isaac wanted to witness ever again.
Regardless of that one hiccup, Isaac enjoyed the show tremendously. He couldn't wait to meet more of Rafael's family behind the scenes. Yvonne was right; he would fit right in.
Isaac thoroughly enjoyed the day with Rafael. Never before had he ever had so much fun at an amusement park. They tasted everything. Tried every ride, played every game.
Best date ever.
And then Isaac's slightly kinky side had to come out and put a thought into the air. Riding Rafael as his carousel horse.
“Think I could ride you on the carousel?”
Isaac watched Rafael's face as he tried to decipher if Isaac was being literal or heavy with the innuendo. It was both. Always both.
A heat flowed over Isaac through their bond, and it seemed like Rafael was on board with the latter.
Isaac leaned closer into Rafael’s personal bubble. “Is there a way to make that happen?”
Rafael trembled, a slow, sly smirk forming on his lips. “How about a private tour?”
It was a good thing they had waited for the crowd to leave; not only was the park empty of onlookers, but most of Rafael's family were headed to bed.
“I'm playing at the carousel; don't mind me.” Rafael sent to Isaac, who questioned the message.
“That was sent to the family. To let them know everything is all good.”
“You can communicate with the family?” How cool and weird was that? Wait, Issac recalled their morning wake up call. He had assumed it was just a one-way connection.
“Only when we need to. It's not like with you and me. Our mind link also shares feelings. This is more of an early warning system. It was actually how I got to you so easily.”
Isaac felt his brows pinch as he tried to digest Rafael's words. “You said you were in your shifted form when I touched you. How did you get to be human so fast?”
Rafael just smiled back at him, their arms stretched between them, hands grasped tight. “Let me show you, my mate.”
Isaac blushed at Rafael’s sweetness and the clear innuendo hidden in their depths. With a tug on his arm, Isaac let out a laugh at Rafael's playfulness and eagerly followed.
Their laughter faded as they came to a large paneled partition. “That wasn't there before.” Isaac looked around for the carousel. “Is it behind that? But why?”
Rafael grinned and led Isaac around the panels. Isaac tried to spy the carousel through cracks, however none were to be found. He couldn't catch a glimpse of the ride for even a brief moment.
Inside the partition sat the carousel, dark, quiet, and eerie-looking. The dark background surrounding the usually bright and fun ride gave it an almost creepy appearance.
A shed-like booth sat in the space between rides but was sectioned in with the carousel, and Isaac wondered what it held as Rafael headed in its direction.
“Come here.” Rafael's voice was inviting, and even if Isaac had twinges of freaky thoughts, he followed. Inside the shed sat a carousel seat just like the one Isaac called his favorite. A leaping horse with a solid gray mane and tail.
“That's what you look like?” How did they get it so exact?
“Magic. It's a replica and replacement. Most of the time I am my shifted seat during the day, and then we swap out for ‘maintenance,’ and in goes the new seat. This is how it looks each morning when I come into work.”
Isaac looked around at the enclosed space.
Shadows danced across the ground from clouds passing over the moon, casting an eerie sense over the booth, seat, and carousel.
A crow cawed in the distance, offsetting the song of crickets and frogs in the night air, adding to the tone.
Creaking wood would make it perfect for a horror movie set.
Yet Isaac knew in the light of day it was bright and cheerful, the opposite of its current state.
“So all this,” Isaac swirled his finger in the air, “is to protect you? That's why Yvonne was so skeptical. So when I touched your seat and promised to be back, that was you? You heard me?”
“Yes. I heard you. Felt you. My soul reached out, but I was stuck. I sent out a call for help, and they worked quickly to get me changed over.”
“But you change on will?”
Rafael purses his lips and bobbed his head from side to side with a slight lift of his shoulder.
“More or less. I could shift within the apartment, but it's not as grand.
And after spending all day as my ride, I don't tend to shift at home. I try not to.” His demeanor changed, and Isaac wanted to know why.
“It's a story for another time. I promise.”
“Show me?” Isaac couldn't wait any longer. The anticipation of seeing his mate as his favorite seat called to him.
“Alright,” Rafael stated that one word. Then he tugged Isaac over to the control panel and showed Isaac how to turn it on, setting it for one auto run with a timed start.
That way they could ride together and not have to jump off and stop the machine themselves.
Rafael clarified that the new feature was a much-needed addition.
“How does this all work?” Isaac asked as Rafael stepped up onto the empty platform. “Do you need help getting into place?”
That sexy smirk returned. “Just watch the magic, baby.”
That's just what Isaac did. He watched Rafael strip off his sunglasses and hoodie, then toss them to Isaac. Standing over his seat’s placement, Rafael's body shimmered, and in the blink of an eye stood, or rather sat, the horse carousel seat.
Isaac felt his jaw drop, and he stood there in awe for the longest time before Rafael's voice jolted him from shock.
“What are you waiting for?”
Isaac shook himself, set their clothing to the side, having removed his jacket, and stepped up onto the ride. He briefly wondered how Rafael shifted with his clothing on but chalked it up to magic.
Reaching out, he trailed his fingertips gently along the shape of his mate in shifted form.
“Can you feel this?” Isaac walked around admiring the beauty that was his mate. That was magic. That was his.
“From you, yes.”
“What do you mean?” Isaac circled once more, strumming his fingers over Rafael's mane.
“When it's work, my psyche sleeps. I don't really feel anything. I can hear the music. See the lights. Feel the sensation of going around, but other than sensations, I don't really feel the people. That would just be weird.”
Definitely.
Rafael chuckled in his mind; Isaac must have let it slip. Oops, he'll have to get used to that.
Laying a kiss on his mate's forehead, Isaac jumped off the ride, set up the control panel, and jumped on before it began. Isaac set the ride for two rounds instead of one. If the ache in his pants meant anything, he was going to have some wicked, kinky fun. He hoped.
Or maybe he would totally be awkward and horrible and fall off, flat on his face. It could go either way.
The ride began, and Isaac hesitated. The lights flashed, and the music played. And as if by magic, Rafael's seat began to move up and down with the rest of the ride.
“Magic,” he whispered and gingerly climbed on top of his mate.
“This is so weird,” he murmured; yet it wasn't.
“You feel so warm. I've never experienced that before.” That made two of them.
Shifting his hard cock in his pants, Isaac leaned over Rafael's mane, thankful the pole was closer to the front of the seat than in the middle.
He rubbed his hands all over Rafael's front: from his mane down his flanks. Then he began to sway with the motion of the ride, up and down, ever so gently at first. His breath caught in his throat when he sat up to caress more of Rafael and inadvertently rubbed his groin against his mate.
“That's it, baby.”
Isaac snickered, his nervousness over making a fool of himself at the edge of his mind. “Not fair.”
“Close your eyes and feel.”
Isaac did just that. Closing his eyes, he felt. The sway of the ride, the rock of his hips, Isaac salaciously ground his hard cock against Rafael's seat.
Arching back over, he rubbed harder at his mate, more firmly than just a gentle caress, as his hands stroked Rafael's pole seductively. A moan escaped him as he undulated with the motion.
“Up and down. Round and round.
“Higher and higher. I'm right here, baby.
“Use the motion to your advantage. I can feel you, hard in my seat.
“Imaging my hands on you. Lips tasting and teasing.”
Rafael went on and on, eliciting more erotic images deep in Isaac's mind. Yet he didn't need help. Isaac already had ideas.
With one hand on his mate's mane, he trailed his free hand to his pants and unfastened them. His cool fingers wrapped around his heated member, and he gasped at the contrast.
He hooked his feet back around Rafael's back legs and rocked harder. Hand gripping Rafael's ear for purchase, he pulled out his cock and rubbed it along the sleek wood of Rafael's seat.
A shiver wracked him; a moan escaping. The intimate feeling of fucking his mate was surreal.
“Rub me, Isaac. Come all over me.
“I want to feel your cum dripping off me.
“Claiming me. Marking me.”
Rafael's words heightened Isaac's pleasure. The spin of the ride, the motion, the feel—it all became too much and too soon. Isaac shouted his release as he humped his mate's wooden form. Cum jetted out, pooling between their bodies, and then rolled down Rafael's flanks.
Eyes still closed, ecstasy rippled through him, and Isaac wanted more.
All of a sudden the world fell out from below him, falling, rolling, and toppling down to the ground. Yet he never hit the hard surface; he landed on Rafael, whose eyes shone bright in the ride’s lights.
Isaac tried to speak, but Rafael didn't let him, seizing his lips in a fierce, passionate kiss. As if his mate needed him, body and soul, as he tried to suck the life out of him.
Spinning them around, Rafael quickly flipped Isaac to his stomach and shoved his pants down his thighs.
“Yes, Raf, yes,” Isaac moaned as his mate swiftly prepped him. Anchoring his arms on the ground above him, Isaac was secured between Rafael's legs with his cock pressed against Isaac's ass.
“Please, Raf, please mate, fuck me. Make me yours.”
With knees slightly bent, ass in the air, and body stretched out, Isaac knew Rafael held all control. Just what he wanted. With an urgency Isaac didn't understand, he begged and pleaded with Rafael as the man slowly sank into his channel.
Arching over Isaac's back, Rafael sheathed himself as deep as he could, with no space between them, and Isaac felt every inch of his mate fill him.
Rafael held Isaac's clamped hands, nose nudging his cheek. His dreads tickled Isaac's neck, adding to the sensual sensations flowing through him.
“You want me to fuck you?” Rafael's voice rolled over Isaac, sending a chill down his spine.
“Yes.”
Rafael pulled out and snapped back in, stealing the breath from Isaac's lungs. “You want me to use this ass as my own?”
“Oh, fuck yes.” Isaac tried to shove his hips back to take more of Rafael but was thwarted and smacked on the hip.
“I'm in control.”
Isaac's hips jerked, his cock hard and ready to go again. “Please.”
Isaac wasn't sure how Rafael managed and wanted it to never stop, but his mate held him down, arched over Isaac, and fucked him hard. With his legs trapped, he couldn't move. Couldn't adjust. Couldn't wiggle.
He didn't care, though. Not as Rafael fucked him harder with each stroke. Deeper. Faster. In and out he pistoned into Isaac's ass, and Isaac wanted more. Just what he wanted. “More,” he breathed, “more.”
His mate wasn't done with him. Not by a long shot. Isaac's cock rubbed the ground, the friction just right, adding to his heightened pleasure. With every nerve ending sparking through his body, he found himself screaming his release.
“Rafael!” He screamed again as his mate bit his mark, his hips stuttering and grinding hard against his ass, knot locking them together. Several more pumps and they collapsed, heaving for breath as their hearts beat wildly together. Isaac knew because he could feel it.
“That,” Rafael huffed, his knot shrinking, as he eased himself out of Isaac and landed hard on the ground beside him. “Was different and amazing.”
“Not too out there?” Isaac asked in a quiet voice.
Rafael must have heard and felt Isaac's apprehension just then as he rolled and pushed Isaac's hair from his forehead. Those beautiful horse pupils stared at Isaac with such intensity, Isaac held his breath in anticipation.
“Never. Not something I would have thought up exactly, but not something I'm against. That was fucking hot. I loved it. I love you, Isaac, and all that comes with you. Quirks and all.”
Isaac felt a warm fuzzy feeling spread out over his body. “I love you, too.” He puckered his lips causing Rafael to chuckle and lean in closer to peck his lips.
They didn't linger long on the grass, righting their clothing and fixing up the carousel for the morning shift. Walking hand in hand back to the apartment, Isaac knew he was precisely where he belonged.