26. Chapter Twenty-Six #2
“There’s no need to be nervous. We’ll take it as slowly as you want.”
I removed my coat and shivered as the cool air hit my skin. Whose bright idea was this? Zeke wrapped his strong arms around me, and I instantly felt warm, too hot, actually. His body radiated heat like no one I knew.
Desire filled me, and an electric current leapt between us, crackling as it arced, licking our bare skin.
Little by little, we removed our clothing until we stood naked for all to see, enveloped in a bubble of hot air. How was he doing this?
Not that I cared.
“What if someone sees us?” I asked nervously.
“They won’t. No one comes here, and anyway, we’re shielded from sight here.”
I marvelled once again at his body, so taut and muscular. His cock stood proud, a steady stream of pre-cum dripping from the head. I knew how good he tasted and longed to wrap my lips around him.
“Today is about our mating. It might be quick—they often are—but the moment we are joined, you’ll know it.”
This was getting serious. I thought it’d be a frantic affair, not some staid Victorian lovemaking. Was I so sure this was what I wanted?
Sensing my hesitation, Zeke continued. “Remember what I said a while back?”
We’d talked about so much.
“I said I was going to fuck you on my motorbike until you screamed my name. Get ready, Rory. That’s about to happen.”
He pulled me to him and kissed me, sparks dancing about us. Did the universe know it was time?
I gripped his arse, our erections hard between us. Would it hurt? It probably would, and for a moment, I faltered.
“I’ll take care of you,” he whispered in my ear and lifted me to sit on the bike, my back against the handlebars. It wasn’t the most comfortable position to be in. Zeke placed his jacket behind my head. Still not perfect, but I’d work with it.
He spread my legs and bent his head, taking my cock into his mouth, all the while keeping the bike steady. I arched my back, moaning loudly as he took me to the back of his throat. I loved it when he did that, when he engulfed me completely.
A finger edged towards my hole, but I didn’t flinch. Used to this now. The tail would have been nice, but I craved his dick, needed to feel him inside me, for him to fill me completely.
He always treated my body with such reverence, never rushed, but today, I wanted him to let go, to not worry I’d break.
A mating should be memorable.
“How does it feel?” He pushed another finger in.
“Good, feels real good,” I said, my voice croaky. “Fuck me now, though.”
“You’re not ready yet. I should have—”
I put my finger on his lips. “No more time. Please, Zeke.”
“You’ll be so fucking tight. I’m not sure I’ll last long.”
“It doesn’t matter.” My body ached for him, my heart ached for him, my head was a little way behind, but it’d catch up.
Fear and doubt had no place here.
The bike wobbled precariously as I lifted my legs and grasped my inner thighs. I spread for him, offering myself to him.
“So fucking beautiful.” Zeke stood before me, stroking his hard cock.
He stepped towards me, ran his thumb down my crack, and pushed it in up to the first knuckle. I gasped with pleasure. “Now, Zeke. Do it now.”
He lined himself up, the soft head nudging my hole, seeking entry.
I tried to relax as best I could but couldn’t stop the contraction as he finally entered me, forcing me open.
But where was the pain? The sting I’d read about.
Pleasure. Desire. Lust. I experienced each one as he pressed forward. We’d used no lube, but he’d already explained we didn’t need it.
He slipped in easily, and I felt every inch as his cock suffused me. I reached behind me and grabbed the handlebars but kept my legs wide.
In one movement, he withdrew and slammed back into me, pushing me farther up the bike. It was a wonder it didn’t topple over, but I didn’t care. Here or on the floor, I was getting fucked.
He picked up the pace, grabbing my calves and ramming into me over and over.
This really wouldn’t take long. My orgasm was already building to a crescendo.
“Zeke,” I warned him. “Not long.”
“I know, baby.”
His arms strained, his abs flexing as he moved, the cords in his neck standing out as he fucked me so completely.
“Oh, fuck. Can you feel it, baby?” His eyes glowed yellow. Yes, it was time.
I released the handlebars and reached for him.
He grabbed my hands and pulled me up, never missing a beat, his cock still hammering into me.
He sank his teeth into my shoulder, and a searing pain radiated through me.
No time for hesitation. I did the same, breaking the skin.
Fresh blood coated my tongue, the taste metallic. It dribbled down my throat, and the most powerful orgasm I’d ever experienced washed over me.
Had my head exploded? Because it definitely felt that way.
White lights and stars appeared behind my eyes and slowly faded to nothing.
The next thing I remembered was lying on the floor, a sharp stone sticking in my back.
“What the fuck? Where am I?”
With me and you’re safe.
What the actual living fuck is going on?
“I might have forgotten to mention this part. We share a telepathic bond now, amongst other things.”
Gentle fingers stroked my arm, and a flood of emotion hit me.
Euphoria, love, lust and lust again.
“You’ll feel horny for a while too. We’ll be doing this a lot more times in the coming days.”
I wasn’t sorry about that. Zeke inside me had been the most wonderful feeling, and a sense of being complete spread through me.
“Try it. Say something in your mind, and I’ll hear it.”
You’re a dickhead.
“Now that was uncalled for, but at least you get the idea now. How are you feeling? It wasn’t exactly how I planned it. I’d hoped our first time wouldn’t have been the mating and also that it’d last longer than it did.”
“It was perfect. It didn’t need hearts and flowers. It needed us to be in the moment, and we were. There’ll be plenty more times for all the romantic stuff.”
I checked my watch. We’d been here a couple of hours. How?
“You slept for a while. I also forgot to mention about the blacking out. It can happen, especially to humans. All perfectly normal and you’re fine.”
“I’m more than fine. When can we do it again?”
“Well, not usually one to throw water on the fire, I think I’d like to be more comfortable the next time we do this, so how about we get back on the bike, go home, and do it all again? Only this time, we’ll take our sweet fucking time about it.”
I thought I’d be sore, but there was no discomfort, even after having sex another three times in the bed’s comfort. Fortunately, no one had been home, and we could explore and experiment as much as we wanted without fear of being interrupted.
He showed me how good it could feel, and when I slid inside him, I almost came there and then. He was the perfect lover, always thoughtful, but not always gentle, and I liked that.
A spank here and there, a bite, a pinch. I was down for it.
When we entered the kitchen hours later, a smug-looking Mal sat at the counter.
“All went to plan. then? Good job Carlotta wasn’t around to hear you. Fuck, you can make some noise.”
“Oh my fucking god. How long have you been home?” I asked, completely mortified.
“Long enough. Jason had already taken Carlotta out for the day. I returned home to grab some papers.”
“At least you didn’t have to pick up our clothes from the driveway or clean up the spunk you left on the stairs. Don’t think I don’t remember what happened when you and Jason mated.”
Mal blushed and stood abruptly. “Well, I’d best get back to work. We’ll all be home for dinner. See you later.”
The moment the front door closed with a bang, we burst out laughing but finally settled.
Zeke took my hand and pulled me to him. I fell into his arms and held him close, my ear to his chest, his heart beating solidly.
“Will it always be this way?” I asked.
“Always. We’ll be forever until eternity and beyond.”
I laughed again.
“What’s so funny? You ruined the moment.”
“I’m sorry, but you sounded like Buzz Lightyear. ‘To infinity and beyond.’”
“What am I going to do with you?” He stroked my back.
“Everything and anything. Always and forever, Zeke. You are my heart. You are my life.”
“Ditto, Rory. Ditto.”