Without Porpoise

by Tymber Dalton

  Now, with the sun dropping quickly toward the western horizon, peaches and purples filling the skies, everyone had made their way toward the designated area. Joseph had forbade children and human mates to swim out, meaning a lot of people in boats all heading in the same direction.

  The predetermined excuse, should they attract the attention of marine patrol, was that they were a family reunion wanting to watch the sunset on the water as part of an old tradition.

  With nearly half of their contingency coming in from out of state, it wouldn’t be a hard alibi to sell.

  Once everyone had assembled in the water, Joseph and Louise stripped and dove in to join them. Wyatt, now manning the controls of Sean’s boat, nodded to him. “Go on in. I’ll be watchin’, don’t worry.”

  Emery stripped. “Come on, mate. Time for you to start your life in the limelight.”

  He dove in.

  Sean grabbed his mask and snorkel and, keeping his trunks on, jumped over the side.

  Emery surfaced in shifted form. “Ready?”

  Sean cleared his snorkel and wrapped his arms around Emery. “Ready.”

  They swam into the circle. Tonight would be a short swim, and a modest one in deference to all the kids present.

  Tomorrow night would be for the adults. While Emery had teased Sean about fucking him in front of everyone, Sean didn’t really think he’d do it.

  He hoped.

  Not that he’d ever been able to say no to Emery when the dolphin had it in his mind to get Sean to say yes when it came to sex.

  Emery was too sexy to say no to. Especially when Sean didn’t want to say no in the first place.

  They stopped next to a shifted Louise and Joseph in the center of the circle.

  Joseph let out a whistle and the group quieted.

  Emery translated for Sean.

  “Thank you, my podmates, for making this journey. This superpod wasn’t the easiest to carry off, as some of you know because of the events a few months ago. The success I owe in no small part to our new partnership with the great white shifters, as well as to the efforts of Sam Morita, the father of my son’s mate.”

  A chorus of whistles, clicks, and some cheers from the humans and unshifted children and younglings in boats carried across the water.

  “This is a momentous occasion. No one lives forever. A larger body, such as a pod, lives on through many generations. To ensure the safety and survival of a pod, it’s far better the Alpha pass responsibilities on to someone who can provide for the pod, rather than risk someone from the outside trying to rip the pod apart.

  “And tonight, I’m proud to pass on the responsibility for the Placida Pod to my son, Emery.”

  More cheering, dolphin style. After it quieted down, Joseph continued.

  “My son, and his mate, Sean, are already known to many of you. And considering the recent events, I believe that they have more than proven their abilities better than any words could convey.”

  Joseph swam over to Emery. Then he tipped his head to the side, touching his beak to the underside of Emery’s in a gentle gesture of deference.

  “Placida Pod, I present to you, the pod Alpha, Emery Reginald Nadel.”

  Sean blinked. “Your middle name is Reginald? You never told me that.”

  “Not now, Sean,” he said.

  “How the hell could you keep that from me?”

  “For this exact reason. Not now, please.”

  “Oh, I’m so busting your balls for this later,” Sean promised.

  Reginald?

  After everything they’d just survived, that was just frakking hysterical.

  Sean held his hand out and Joseph touched his beak to Sean’s palm.

  Louise, while not privy to Sean and Emery’s mate-bond discussion, had a mother’s intuition. She repeated the same gesture Joseph did to Emery, then winked at Sean before chattering at Emery.

  He heard Emery silently groan.

  Louise touched Sean’s palm. “What’d she say?”

  “She told me it served me right for you busting my balls for keeping that from you.”

  “Ya think?”

  The rest of the group in the water fell into a rough sort of line, quickly following suit with Emery and Sean, only also passing Joseph and Louise and showing their deference to the outgoing Alpha and his mate as well.

  It took thirty minutes for the entire group of shifters to pay their respects. The members in the boats were then given a pass to all stand and bow their heads. Most of them had already introduced themselves to Emery and Sean at the cookout.

  While the threat was reasonably over, no one would take any unnecessary chances with the youngsters and human mates.

  As darkness completely cloaked the water, a gorgeous full moon rising above them, Joseph closed the ceremony and everyone either returned to the boats they’d come in on, or swam out.

  There were check-in sheets to be filled immediately upon returning, with representatives comparing the swim outs and boating manifests to ensure no one had gone missing.

  Another idea of Sam’s that Joseph had wholeheartedly embraced.

  By midnight, everyone was accounted for, much to Sean and Emery’s relief, and they headed for home. Sean wondered if Emery would be too tired to do anything, but after a shower, he proved him wrong.

  Emery cupped the nape of Sean’s neck and pulled him hard against him. He crushed Sean’s lips in a breathless, bruising kiss.

  “Get your fucking ass up on that bed, babe.”

  * * * *

  Emery knew that kiss had turned Sean’s spine to jelly when his mate whispered, “How you want me?”

  “Hand and knees with that sweet ass in the air.” He dragged Sean back in for another kiss. “Gonna fuck it like I own it, because I do,” he rumbled.

  Sean leapt for the bed, landing there with his delicious ass wiggling at Emery.

  Emery grinned. He leaned in, hooked his right arm around Sean’s waist, and bent his head to Sean’s left ass cheek. He bit down, hard, enough to make Sean cry out, but he held on tighter.

  “Hold still,” he thought to him. “I’m gonna mark what’s mine.”

  Sean dropped his shoulders and head down onto the mattress as a moan rolled through him.

  After a few minutes of biting and sucking, Emery inspected his work. Yep, a dark purple mark remained behind and would probably be visible for days. He slapped it, hard, with his left hand. “Mine,” he said.

  He switched arms, holding him tight while he repeated it on Sean’s right ass cheek. Sean cried out, fisting the sheets as he tried to hump the air while Emery took his time making sure his teeth and mouth drew a bruising reminder of his claim on his mate. After inspecting it, he delivered another stinging smack to it. “Mine,” he repeated.

  Then he spread Sean’s ass cheeks and speared his rim with his tongue. “Mine,” he whispered before piercing him again with his tongue.

  Sean moaned, trying once again to fuck himself deeper onto Emery’s tongue. Emery reached around Sean’s thighs and held him still as he rimmed him, fucking his tongue as deep into his ass as he could before withdrawing it. He licked down his taint to his balls, mouthing one, then the other, back and forth.

  Hot strings of pre-cum dripped from Sean’s cock onto Emery’s hands as he tormented him. His own cock wanted immediate relief, but he refused to rush.

  He wouldn’t hold back. Sean wanted to know what it was like when an Alpha bull didn’t hold back?

  He was going to find out.

  “You wanted this, babe,” he told him through their mate-bond. “You’re going to get it. You’re going to get your Alpha bull’s cock up your ass in a way you’ve never felt it before. And tomorrow for the final meet-up, you’re going to swim with me, naked, so everyone can see every single mark I leave on you tonight.”

  Sean loudly moaned, writhing in pleasure beneath him.

  If they were both dolphins, he would have fucked him like this in front of the entire superpod tonight,
marking what was his the way their kind did.

  That was his only concession to the usual process. Well, that, and not fucking him totally shifted.

  But he thought he might be able to try a partial shift like this, if he could control himself enough to do it.

  Otherwise Sean might find himself impaled on a dolphin’s cock in the middle of their bed.

  He smiled at that thought.

  Isn’t the worst thing in the world that can happen.

  He sat up and slapped Sean’s ass again. “Don’t you dare move.” He grabbed a towel from the bathroom, and the largest butt plug and lube from the bedside table. Taking his time, he worked a generous amount into Sean’s ass. One, two, then three fingers, which made Sean loudly moan.

  “Oh, that’s nothing,” Emery playfully warned him. “You just wait. You’re moaning now, you ain’t felt nothing. I’m going to have you screaming my name, babe.” He scissored his fingers inside Sean’s tight channel until he was satisfied he could take the butt plug. Then he slathered lube on that and started working it into his ass. It wasn’t quite as large as his cock would be, but it would stretch Sean out enough so that he wouldn’t hurt him once he got going.

  “Fuck!” Sean gasped. “What is that?”

  “A surprise. The first one tonight.” He slapped his ass again. “Beg me for it.”

  “Please put it in my ass!”

  He grinned, feeling warmth flood his body. More than any other time making love with Sean, even the very first time when they became mates forever.

  Ownership. Owning Sean, heart, body, mind, and soul, the way he knew Sean owned him.

  He slowly fucked the butt plug in and out of Sean’s ass. Sean kept his head down, flexing his hips in time with Emery’s hand until he gasped as the widest part of the plug slid home. His ass sucked it in, seating it all the way inside him, only the flared base visible.

  Emery pressed against the base, rhythmically, knowing what it was doing to his lover. “Like that?”

  “Yeah! Oh my god, it’s huge.”

  “Don’t you dare fucking come until I tell you to.” He wiped his hands on the towel and once again started biting Sean’s ass, down the backs of his thighs, up his spine, down his upper arms, across his shoulders. When he reached under Sean, a stream of pre-cum immediately filled his palm.

  “You are a horny mate.” He grabbed Sean’s hair and pulled his head up, holding his palm in front of Sean’s mouth. “Lick it clean.”

  Now deep in a sexual haze, Sean did, his tongue swiping across Emery’s palm and making his cock twitch.

  Then Emery reached back to the butt plug and played with it again, tugging on it just enough to make Sean gasp but not to unseat it, and pushing on it to thrust it as deeply as it would go.

  Desperate, whimpering noises rose from Sean, all while he wiggled his ass and tried to hump back against Emery’s hand.

  He straddled Sean and pulled his head back again, this time with a palm across his forehead.

  “Mine,” he whispered in Sean’s ear before biting down, hard, on the side of his neck, harder than the others, almost to the point of drawing blood. He sucked and bit, chewing on him, checking his work until he was at last satisfied with the deep purple mark he’d raised there.

  “You ready for me, baby? You ready to take your Alpha bull’s cock?”

  “Yes! Please!”

  Emery pushed him back down onto the bed and carefully removed the butt plug. Lathering himself with lube, his human-sized cock easily slid into Sean’s ass.

  He stretched out on top of him again, lacing his fingers through Sean’s. “Hold still,” he warned, squeezing his hands.

  He waited until Sean did, in fact, hold still, before he tried it. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he focused on his shift. Not the playful fucking they normally did where his cock would simply pulse in Sean’s ass, but a partial shift.

  Below him, Sean moaned as he felt Emery’s cock expanding in his ass.

  “Hold…still,” Emery whispered through clenched jaws.

  He almost lost it, afraid he’d tipped too far the other way into a full shift, then recovered it.

  Beneath him, Sean’s body trembled, vibrating. “That’s it, baby,” he whispered. “Just take your Alpha’s cock.”

  * * * *

  Sean had already sunk so deep into an erotic bliss the likes of which he’d never felt before, even with Emery, that he didn’t understand what was happening at first. Yes, sometimes during sex, especially in the pool or out on open water, Emery’s cock seemed to get bigger, not a lot, just enough to take his breath away.

  This…

  He struggled to hold back the moan, suddenly understanding what Emery was doing, realizing his mate was doing his best to hold back his full shift.

  But…

  Holy fuck!

  It stretched him, full, fuller, a burning pinch developing as Emery finally accomplished it.

  “Work your hips, babe. Loosen up that ass on me.”

  Another whimper escaped Sean’s lips as he tried to do just that, no small feat with Emery’s weight pinning him to the mattress. But he managed a little, the immediate pleasure he felt as his cock rubbed against the sheets and his belly overriding the burning pinch in his ass until in a moment, he was humping as hard and fast as he could in his limited way.

  “Okay, stop.” Emery squeezed his hands again.

  Reluctantly, Sean fell still.

  Emery pushed himself up. He hooked an arm around Sean’s waist and pulled him back onto his knees again.

  “I wasn’t sure if I could do it and hold back my full shift,” Emery rumbled as he slowly withdrew a little. “But I did it. So get used to it, babe.” He pressed forward again. Sean wanted to grab his cock and pound away at it. “You’re mated to the pod’s Alpha, now. Tomorrow, we’re going to go to the closing swim and everyone’s going to know you’ve been well and truly claimed by me. No one’s going to fuck with my mate.”

  He leaned forward and clamped his teeth onto Sean’s shoulder again. The pain blossomed into pleasure as the signal shot through his nervous system into his cock.

  “Please make me come!” Sean begged, almost in tears from the overwhelming pleasure.

  Had he thought he’d felt bliss before?

  Fuck that, this was like Emery had found the direct line to the pleasure center of his brain and lit the circuit up with an atom bomb.

  “I will. When I’m ready.”

  Emery made Sean go down onto his hands and knees again as he slowly fucked him, until no more pinching burn remained and every stroke left Sean trembling with pleasure. He knew all he could do was lie there and take it.

  And he couldn’t imagine a place he’d rather be.

  It felt like Emery’s cock had grown larger than a fist inside his ass, way bigger than anything he thought he could possibly take and not rip him apart.

  This…this was all pleasure. Every bit of it.

  Then Emery pulled him up onto his knees again, Sean’s back pressed against his chest. He cupped one hand around Sean’s throat, not choking, but possessively.

  The other he wrapped around Sean’s cock.

  Emery jerked his hips and pressed his mouth against Sean’s ear. “Come, mate. Come for your Alpha.”

  Sean couldn’t have disobeyed if he’d wanted to. It felt like his balls would turn themselves inside out as Emery started fucking his ass at the same time he stroked his cock. He felt grateful for Emery holding him, because every last bit of strength escaped him. Body trembling, all he could do was come and be fucked, Emery’s hand now slicking his own juices up and down his cock, squeezing and milking him.

  “Come again.”

  He was going to say no, he couldn’t, he’d just emptied himself, when he felt his balls twitch. His cock had started to soften, but grew hard in Emery’s hand.

  He didn’t question it. He gave himself over to his mate fully, completely.

  “That’s it, mate,” Emery said, his
voice liquid fire in his ear. “Get hard again and come for me.”

  Sean threw his head back and let out a howl. Pleasure so hot and searing he wasn’t sure he’d survive it flowed through his body. It felt like they’d been engulfed by a supernova. Whatever shifter juju was taking place seemed to obey Emery’s Alpha command.

  Emery continued milking Sean’s cock with his hand even as his hips slammed into Sean’s ass. More spurts of hot cum filled Emery’s palm, less than the time before but the orgasm even more powerful.

  Emery chuckled in his ear. “Oh, you don’t think you’re done yet, do you?” He nipped Sean’s earlobe. “You’re going to obey your Alpha when he gives you a direct order, aren’t you?”

  Sean felt like his voice came from a long tunnel, not out of his own lungs as he whispered, “Yes.”

  “Come!” Emery barked in his ear.

  He hoped Emery could support him, because he had no strength left. His whole body convulsed, pleasure dragging another orgasm deep from his core even as his cock obeyed.

  No cum this time, but the climax made him cry out, going completely limp in Emery’s arms.

  He gently lowered Sean to the bed and began fucking him, hard and fast as echoes of the last climax still pinballed through Sean’s body.

  “Get ready, mate.” Emery’s fingers dug into Sean’s hips. He didn’t even feel that as a warm flood filled his ass, pulling another moan from him. It felt like Emery’s cock swelled a little more before finally beginning to recede. He didn’t pull out, but propped himself up on his arms. All the while, he trailed gentle kisses down Sean’s spine.

  “My mate,” he whispered. “My gorgeous, sexy mate. All mine.”

  “Dude,” he mumbled, “I can’t survive you doing that every time we fuck. Seriously. That was great, but we need to reserve that for special occasions.”

  Emery roared with laughter. “This is a special occasion.” He twitched his cock inside Sean’s ass. “I wasn’t sure I could pull it off without fully shifting.” He kissed another sweet line down his back. “But believe me, you’re going to get this at least once a month, after our full-moon swims.”

  Sean shivered, from anticipation as well as a little anxiety. “Ho, boy.”