Chapter 26
Braun
Hard and confused was a good look on my mate.
It was also keeping his brain almost completely turned off because he didn’t seem to realize when he was talking to himself out loud and when it was just in his head.
“You’re going to please me by lying down on the bed so I can kiss your body.
” The way he blinked a few times as I ran the towel over him said he was processing something but his brain wasn’t working at anything close to normal speed.
“I’m going to enjoy that and then I might spank you to watch you hump the bed. ”
Being honest wasn’t helpful.
His body completely shut down because all the blood seemed to be in his cock and it took several seconds before it remembered he needed oxygen to function.
When air came in and his body jolted, I knew he’d finally realized what I’d said, but his soft moan and the way his scent sweetened again said he was good with my plan.
I really didn’t understand how humans figured out consent when it came to startled subs.
“You’re going to look very sexy like that.” Giving him the faintest kisses, I finished drying him off before I gave myself a quick wipe down and tossed the towel in the dirty clothes pile. “Come with me, Wolfchen.”
Yep, I needed to give simple orders and to steer him myself and thankfully it didn’t take much pressure to get his legs moving. The way he kept turning to the side to watch me was a little bit dangerous and confusing too.
If he thought we were having a conversation it was just in his head, but it seemed like he got to the end of it when he reached the bed. “Yes?”
What had he thought we were talking about?
“Do you really want to have that conversation right now or are you going to follow your Dom’s orders?” Ha. I was fucking brilliant. He sighed. “That’s what I thought. Up on the bed and on your stomach.”
Because I hadn’t gotten to spend nearly enough time exploring his ass and I was going to thoroughly enjoy shocking him.
“Yes, Sir.” Words were fabulous under the circumstances, but watching him climb up onto the bed was clear consent.
“Good boy.” As he settled down, I turned off most of the lights and made sure I’d locked the bedroom door just in case. “Spread your legs. No hiding from your mate.”
Oh, that groan.
The mix of desire and embarrassment was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard, but my favorite part was his whine as he spread his legs and showed off his tight little hole. “That’s much better and so sexy. But oh, look at that bottom. You’ve only got one pink cheek.”
His skin marked easily but he’d thoroughly enjoyed the handful of tiny spanks I’d given him in the shower.
“We’re going to have to even that out.” Because his adorable grumbling said he was supposed to match. “But first, time to have fun.”
I got more fabulous sound effects as I climbed up between his legs from the end of the bed, but he also spread himself wider and pushed his ass up. “Such a good boy for giving me your body.”
His whine was half embarrassment and half desire, but the desire was winning by the way he gave the bed a quick hump as I reached over him to get some of the lotion on the nightstand. “No, not yet. You need to wait like a good boy until I’m done playing.”
Otherwise he’d race us toward the finish.
The teasing tone seemed to be what made him blush, but it also could’ve been because I leaned over and kissed the pink area on his cheek as I ran my lotion-slicked hands up his back. “We’re going to have so much fun.”
Either way, I loved his blush and the squeak he made as I stretched out between his legs and nibbled on the tender spot. It hadn’t taken much to get a wonderful reaction out of him, and his complete lack of shock about being spanked said I was right about what he’d been reading.
And it left me with more questions about what else he wanted to try.
I wasn’t sure if it was because he’d never been believed as a kid or his disastrous dating as an adult, but something made him feel that hiding what he wanted should be his first reaction.
I’d already told him I wanted to chase him through the woods and ravish him, so the chances of me having a negative reaction to spanking him were slim to none.
But as I slowly massaged his back and sprinkled kisses everywhere I could reach, I decided I’d wait a bit before pointing out that logic to him.
Emotions weren’t logical no matter if someone was human or other, and since only the ancestors knew what my mate was, I was going to err on the side of caution.
“You’ve got so many places to kiss and nibble.” Like his other cheek to remind him that it needed a few swats too. “I’ve been thinking about this every time I walked behind you up the stairs.”
His groan and huff made me grin, but I was smart enough not to laugh as I worked my hands lower on his body so I could give his cheeks a squeeze again. “That’s so inappropriate.”
Bullshit.
“Nope. You’re my mate, so I’m magically wired to want to do wicked things to you.” And I wasn’t going to complain about it. “And the raised around so many humans part of me makes me excited to learn how you’ll react to every kiss.”
I was so curious in fact, I flicked my tongue over his tight pucker and grinned wider as he gasped. “I’m a very inquisitive mate.”
And I loved his sound effects, especially when he was acting all shocked and innocent.
Well, the innocent part might’ve been accurate in some ways, but definitely not mentally. No, mentally he was a dirty boy who wanted to be owned and used.
So as I licked his entrance and nibbled on the soft cheek beside his opening, I hummed and did my best to sound curious too. “For example, I want to know what one of my boy’s favorite kinks to read about is. This isn’t about what you want but what you like to read.”
Because I’d been around enough readers to understand that difference even if I didn’t understand the why of it.
“And if you’re a good boy, Wolfchen, I’ll fuck you with my tongue.” I wasn’t sure if it was the visual, the feel of my kisses, or the cheerful tone, but something got another adorably dramatic groan from him.
He didn’t pull away or try to safeword, though.
No, my boy’s smell just got sweeter and he shivered as I traced my tongue around the tight ring of muscles.
“I…I…” He stuttered over the answer as another jolt of pleasure raced through him, but he wanted to be fucked or just to please me enough to work through it.
“I like reading about paranormal people but…but wicked ones. Vampires who stalk their mate. Alphas who…do Alpha things. Shifters who capture the person they love. Then they…then they explore BDSM together…but not by following the rules.”
The ancestors only knew humans had a lot of those, so I could see how it was my people who’d gotten put in the slightly not-so-consensual side of things.
“Good boy.” Bracing myself on my elbows, I gripped his cheeks wider and spread them enough I knew he’d feel open and vulnerable. “I’m so glad I get to reward you.”
Tracing around his opening, I hummed and made happy sounds as I barely breached his opening. It had him sucking in his breath, but his scent told a different story. Sweetness spiked and the candied bacon smell was almost drowned out by a sticky buns scent that left me moaning.
Breakfast was definitely the best meal of the day.
His muscles welcomed me in, letting me gently fuck his ass with my tongue as he whimpered and fought to stay still. I could feel how hard he was having to work at it and the way his muscles were quivering had me imagining how good it would be to sink deep into him.
Taking my time, I kissed him like I was making love to him, only pulling back to nibble on his cheeks and knead them like I knew he craved. When his hips started jerking and his sounds shifted toward desperate, I eased back and sprinkled kisses down his inner thighs.
“What was something you read about that you wanted to try? Hmm? What made your cock hard and your dreams so hot they had you humping the bed?” Because he’d be a humper.
I’d have bet money on him waking up fucking himself into the mattress more than once.
“Was it being kissed like this or something sexier?”
One little bite had him shaking and whining. “But I get to come this time. I do. It’s…it’s the rules.”
Liar.
“If that’s the rules. Tell me, though. I want to learn all about you. You’re my mate.” Reminding him of that part seemed important. “The ancestors put us together because they knew we’d complement in every way.”
He even knew he had to be the one to set boundaries.
He was perfect and didn’t mind that I was a pushover about ridiculous things.
“Yes. That’s the rules.” His hips jerked again, making me wonder what was going through his absolutely fried brain. “I talk. You kiss and spank and then I get to come because I was very good.”
“That’s right.” Kisses and spanks sounded perfect to me. “Tell me.”
Shaking from desire and probably because he was hovering just outside of subspace, Dorian jolted and whined again like whatever he was thinking was somehow both sexy and annoying. I stayed quiet and just kissed him, though, circling around where he wanted my mouth again.
“You’re supposed to knot me and threaten to share me with the pack because I’m your slutty omega.” He huffed like it was ridiculous. “Everyone knows that. It’s just a thing.”
And it was a thing he was kind of offended about?
But he still wanted to do?
“You’re right. It’s a very common thing.” And it was going to be a fun fantasy to live out. “It’s sexy too and just imagining it is making my knot throb.”
I still needed to ignore it, though, because my concentration was needed elsewhere.
On his ass.
Giving him a sexy tongue fucking, I rewarded him for another few moments before pulling back just enough to spank his other cheek. His gasp was filled with relief and desire, and I could feel his body inching closer to his orgasm.
So I slid one finger into his spit-slicked hole and spanked him a few times in quick succession.
Perfection.
He muffled his cry with the bed, but his orgasm barreled through him like a freight train. Finger fucking him kept the pleasure going but he made the sexiest sound when I squeezed his pink cheek and teased his prostate at the same time.
Yep, this was definitely more fun than just giving my knot attention.
Even when he collapsed against the bed, pulling my finger out and groaning like he’d just run a marathon, it was amazing.
“I’m. That’s. You.”
That was all I got even after I kissed his cheeks one last time and hopped up quickly to go get a washcloth. Rolling him over and cleaning him up got a few more porn-worthy sound effects, but his eyes were closed and he seemed done with being awake.
We kind of had a kid, though, so sleeping naked was a terrible idea.
“Almost done.” As I made a mental note to wash the bedding in the morning, I wrestled him into his pajamas as he pouted. “Come on. You know I’m right. One minute and then you can go to sleep.”
“I…I need two minutes. You…you have to come.” He waved his hand in what he seemed to think was the direction of my dick, but he was off by several feet. “You’re…you’re important to me.”
And he was a good partner.
“But you’ll be fast.”
Had I mentioned he was adorable?
“Thank you.” Kissing his forehead, I gave up humaning my way through getting him dressed and lifted his legs like he was a baby. “That’s better.”
“Wow.” He was impressed but still keeping his eyes closed as he yawned. “Alphas are amazing in real life too.”
Sounding a bit punch-drunk as I slid his pajama bottoms up over his bottom, Dorian sighed and melted into the bed. “You’re strong and you have a knot and you like me and you…you said stuff…”
“Because you’re special to me.” Giving up on putting a shirt on him, wrestling him under the covers was slightly more complicated. But I got it done just as his brain flipped the off switch and he was out. “You’re so cute.”
And would hopefully wake up relaxed and a bit less stressed.
I wasn’t sure if that was a fingers crossed kind of thing or a plea to the ancestors issue, but either way, my mate needed a bit less worries and a bit more romance from his mate.
It was definitely time to plan our first date.