Chapter 9 #2
Asher dropped his legs and then slid away from me.
I wanted to kick myself because I was rather enjoying our little time together here, but it was truly my fault.
I’d been the one that had brought it up.
I looked up and saw him sitting on a very nice-looking rug in front of the fireplace as I slid my phone out of my pocket.
I opened the messaging app and pulled up Father’s name.
Me: It was an easy sell. The first house he fell in love with. Wallace gave us the keys already and we’ll be signing the paperwork at a later date. The address is 380 Maple Lane.
I waited for a moment and saw the message was read. Father must have been waiting to hear from us because his reply came quickly.
Father: I’ll send your bags over in a bit. After I have the location of the house, I’ll also give you the foodstuffs you will need for the next week. Furniture. Is it furnished?
I chuckled as I looked around the empty house.
Me: No. It’s completely empty. But I think my little fae could help with some of that. Probably food things as well if he knows where to get them from.
Father: I’ll take care of food this time. He can provide the two of you with a bed. Enjoy your time with your mate. We look forward to getting to know him better soon.
I smiled as I placed my phone down on the counter. I looked up at Asher and found him staring out the windows toward the backyard.
“What are you thinking about?”
Asher looked up at me. “That we could play in the snow out there.”
I nodded. “We can. Did you want to go back outside?”
“No. I want you to claim me, right here on this rug. And then later, maybe you can shift, and we can go out in the snow and run around and play. Doesn’t your fox like the snow?”
I froze where I was. “Are you sure?” I knelt down and reached for Asher. “We don’t have anything here except the rug.”
Asher tilted his head to the side. “What else do we need?”
I glanced around. “I don’t know. Pillows? Cleaning supplies like soap and towels.”
Asher gave me an unamused look. “Really? I can do that for you. Are you not wanting to claim me? Is there something wrong?”
“What? No. I want to.” I nodded as I reached for my mate. “You’ll have slick, right? So we won’t need lube?”
Asher nodded.
“All right, then. I would absolutely love to finally claim you as mine. It’s been a long day already, and it’s early morning here, but evening where we started our day.”
Asher smiled at me. I gently pushed on his shoulder to lay him back.
As he did, a small pillow appeared behind his head.
I couldn’t help but stare down at my mate in wonder.
He was chosen for me. We still had a lot to learn about each other, but our bond once we’d claimed each other would help with that a great deal.
“Asher?” I said, looking down at my mate and getting his full attention. “Do you want to be my mate? Are you absolutely sure?”
“I am, Calum. I want to be yours. To live here with you and make a family with you.”
I grinned. That was all I needed to hear. I quickly undid the buttons on my shirt, pulling it off and watching Asher’s eyes widen as he got a look at me without a shirt. I glanced down at my chest and worried a bit. “I have hair on my chest. I can shave it if you don’t like it.”
Asher reached for it, and as he rubbed his hand over it, he shook his head. “I like it. I don’t have body hair. Just so you know. It’s how fae are. I’ll have hair on the top of my head, but that’s it.”
“None?” I asked, a bit surprised.
“Yeah. I can use magic for some if you want, but no body hair.”
I shook my head. “No. Just as you are,” I told him. “I want you just as you are. Completely. No glamours, no magic, just you and me.”
Asher grinned up at me, and I watched as the glamour fell and his ears became a bit longer and slightly pointier, and his face rounded a bit more.
There was my precious mate. I smiled back and slowly lowered down onto my elbow beside him.
I touched the front of his shirt and wondered just how at ease he would be at being naked in front of me.
When his shirt was suddenly gone, I found myself touching smooth skin.
“That’s quite useful,” I whispered before I leaned down and kissed the middle of his chest. Asher’s fingers immediately went to my hair, and I smiled against his skin when they tightened in my hair.
His breathing picked up as I moved to the side, closer to the pink disk that was his nipple.
I heard his breath hitch when I was hovering above it, and when I closed my lips around it, he gasped and then moaned as his fingers tightened in my hair even more.
Asher pushed his chest up into me, giving me the encouragement I needed.
I flicked my tongue over it and earned a loud gasp followed by a shudder.
He really seemed to like that. I raised my head to look up at my mate and found him with half-closed eyes that looked glassy.
The blue of his irises had darkened to almost black, and as he stared at me with parted lips, I could see his little canines peeking out at me, and that just made me want him more.
Just from such a seemingly innocent thing.
“You like that, I take it.”
Asher nodded.
I moved over him, straddling my mate, and quickly worried about our size difference and the hard floor beneath us. I grabbed Asher’s hips and quickly rolled us, placing him on top of me. Now I was grinning up at him, and that was so much better, actually.
His mouth was open, forming an O, and I chuckled as I reached for him and pulled him up on me a bit more. He came easily, and when I latched on to the other nipple, I earned many more of those wonderfully sexy sounds that settled in my balls and caused them to start to tingle.
Asher started wiggling on me, telling me that he not only liked what I was doing but would most likely be up for more, so I slid my hands around his smooth body and settled them on the front of his pants.
They had a bunch of buttons there, but I managed to get them open, and when I did, I was gifted with a hot, hard, and leaking cock that I desperately wanted to suck. Would he be willing?
I pulled my lips from his nipple I’d been sucking on and gave it a quick kiss before glancing down at what I thought was the most perfect cock I’d ever seen.
“Asher,” I said, my voice a bit hoarse. “Get rid of your pants, sweetheart,” I said.
Asher lifted up a little and then looked down at me.
His eyes were definitely dark with need, his body telling me exactly what he needed.
I was about to give him everything, but first, we needed to get rid of the rest of our clothes.
“Pants, Asher,” I said again, this time pulling on the open waist of his pants.
They suddenly disappeared from my grasp, and seconds later, I felt my own pants gone.
My cock, which had been trapped downward, flopped up and slapped my stomach, and I sighed in relief.
I hadn’t been worried about me, but I certainly wanted to focus on my mate.
“Perfect,” I said. I tugged on his hips again.
“Come here,” I told him. He seemed hesitant, but I kept tugging, and when he moved enough, I opened my mouth and with one hand directed his dripping cock into it.
Asher gasped and froze. I did for a second as well, unsure if he was up for this or not.
When I took a chance and sucked on the head of his cock, Asher moaned loudly, and his hips seemed to push forward of their own accord.
I moaned, causing Asher to gasp as a small burst of salty fluid filled my mouth.
I slid my hands around his body, sliding one hand down the crack of his behind and finding a very slick hole.
I swirled my finger around, getting it wet with his slick before I pressed it against his opening.
Asher froze again, and I held as still as I possibly could.
I didn’t wish to make him uncomfortable, but I needed to stretch him so we could claim each other.
How did I explain that without pulling his cock out of my mouth?