He hit the floor hard enough to rattle him, but managed to roll, slamming Rex to the ground and roaring in a wild fury. The dark green eyes blinked up at him and then Rex whimpered, head going back to expose the vulnerable throat. He snarled and groused, rumbled and snapped and fussed until his anger eased. Then he leaned down and touched his mouth to his Mate's pulse, just breathing his lover in.
"You must have woken him up wrong." Katrina's voice was low, deferential. "He's grumpy in the morning. Next time? A nice long scratching and coffee. Makes him purr."
Rex snapped at her. "I know how to wake him up."
Katrina laughed. "Oh, really? Did you forget this morning?" A cup of coffee was set on the coffee table by his head, Kat's motions fearless.
Rex morphed back and growled at her, the kit less than impressive trapped beneath him as Rex was. He slowly morphed, wanting the coffee. He nipped at Rex's neck and then rolled off the kit, reaching for the mug.
Rex wrapped around his legs, subdued now, rubbing silently. He drank his coffee, reaching down to pet and stroke, frustration easing as he woke up, settled in his bones.
Rex purred once and licked his ass. He tousled Rex's hair and stood, stretching. Better. Much. Rex licked his ass again and then let the beast go, standing behind him, arms going around his stomach.
"Mmm... Mate." He leaned back. "Upstairs. We'll start again."
"Yeah? You usually don't react like that when I pounce you."
He gave Rex a look. "You usually don't pounce me when I'm frustrated and you usually kiss me after, if you pounce me in bed, kit."
"You've gotta admit he's got guts though," Rex told him, grinning. Then his kit nipped at his earlobe and took off running.
He looked over at Katrina, who arched an eyebrow. "Kick his ass, Lee. Then fuck him so hard he won't move for a day or two."
Lee nodded. "Right."
Then he morphed and went hunting.
***
It had started pouring on his way home from the bar.
Pouring.
Huge, wet drops and oh! Oh, he hated getting wet.
Hated it.
He ducked into an alleyway and tried to wait it out, but it just got harder and so he morphed, sacrificing the clothes and made a dash for it, roaring and snarling to get someone to open up for him.
Samuel let him in, keeping well away from him. "Oh man, Lee."
He growled and snapped, shaking hard, unhappy.
Samuel jumped back and glared. "Rex is upstairs. On the roof. There's something wrong with him -- he's in human form out in the rain, completely naked. It's not right." Lee stopped, blinked, then gave Sammy a questioning purr. On the roof? In the rain? "Yeah. And he's there by choice." Samuel shook his head. "Not right."
He nodded in complete agreement and took to the stairs. Maybe his Mate was sick. Feverish. He'd get the kit in and then get Leah. She'd fix Rex. He shouldered open the door to the roof, calling to Rex from the doorway.
His mate was indeed standing on the roof, naked in human form, arms raised to the sky, head tilted back. The water ran over Rex's skin. His Mate turned to look at him, a feral grin on his face. "Come out, Lee. We can make love in the rain."
Definitely a fever.
He let the Beast go and looked out at his Mate. "Rrrrrrrrrrex. It's wet. Do you need Leah? Are you sick?"
Rex laughed, the sound wild and happy. "I'm not sick, Lee -- have you never run naked in the rain? It feels so wonderful on skin."
"Rex. Mate. It's water. It's wet. Wet." He growled and shook his head. "Wet."
Rex laughed again. "Well you don't see me getting it on my fur do you? I'm not crazy."
Lee shook his head. Rex's words reminded him that his fur needed grooming, cleaning, so he settled in the doorway, morphing and grooming himself, eyes on his Mate.
"Awww. Come on, Lee -- give it a chance. If you hate it I'll come in with you and I'll groom you."
He licked his paw, rumbling. It was unnatural. Still... Grooming. He lifted his head, shaking off the Beast to answer. "I come out and you groom me, regardless."
A nice long grooming might be worth it. Maybe. If Rex took his time.
Rex laughed again. "It's a deal!"
His mate held out his arms. He stepped out, growling as the first drops hit him. Lee darted out beneath an overhang, closer to Rex, but not there yet. Rex spun in place, head turning back up into the rain. "Listen to the thunder -- Mate to the rain."
Pressing back against the wall, Lee fought the instinct to lift his feet, shake the wet off them.
"Oh, come on Lee!" Rex darted beneath the awning, grabbed his hands and tugged him out into the rain.
Oh. Wet. Blah. Wet. He growled and rumbled, dancing instinctively, ducking the drops. Wet. Wet. Rain. Wet. Rex's arms went around him, his Mate starting to lick the drops off his shoulders, his face. That was familiar and warm and enough like grooming to soothe him, calm the itching under his skin.
Rex slowly worked his way down, focusing on his nipples and then his belly, leaving the rest of him to get wet. He curved over his Mate, instinctively trying to keep Rex dry, safe, out of the water. Rex laughed up at him. "I want to get wet, Mate."
"It's unnatural." He bent farther, licking at Rex's skin, purring at the familiar flavor. "Wet is... wet."
Rex turned and brought their mouths together, sucking on his tongue before pushing him back to standing. "I like the rain against my skin. Makes me feel... alive and electric."
He got another grin and then Rex was swallowing down his cock.
Unnatural. Completely and thoroughly unnat... "Mate. More." His head fell back, a loud growl filling the air.
Rex purred around his cock, head beginning to bob. Cool, wet fingers cupped his balls, pushed behind them and teased his warm sensitive skin. He growled, rocking, cock pushing deep, hands wrapping around Rex's head. Rex looked up at him, eyes hot despite the blinking from the rain. His Mate sucked him deep and hard. Whimpering, he took Rex's mouth, body shivering. The mixture of heat from their need and cold from the rain was maddening, undeniable.
One of Rex's fingers pushed against his ass as his Mate swallowed around his cock. Lee jerked, a low sound of surprise pushed from him. Then he moved harder, faster. No one ever dared that touch. Still sucking hard, that finger slid into him as he pulled out of Rex's mouth, cool for a moment and then so very hot.
"Mate. Need. Oh..." He jerked, sobbing, pushing deep, legs trembling.
In and out went Rex's finger as he fucked his Mate's mouth. Those dark green eyes blazed up at him, so hot. When he came, he roared into the night, scream echoing in the rain. His Mate swallowed him down and then let his cock slide away. Standing, Rex turned his face to the rain and screamed, heat splashing against his belly.
Oh. Oh. He growled, leaned in to lick and suck on Rex's lips. "Good. So good."
Rex's arms wrapped around him. "Mate. Love."
"Yes. Love you." He pushed close, rubbing them together. "Inside. Grooming. You promised."
Rex laughed. "You won't stay out a little longer with me? The storm's not done."
"'s cold, Mate. Wet. Come inside." He took another kiss, tempting, licking.
Rex purred and tilted his head again to the sky. Then his hand was taken and Rex ran inside with him. He shivered and shook, brushing off the water as best he could as they headed down the stairs to their bed. Rex morphed and began to lick him, rough tongue licking away the water.
Oh. Yes.
He purred and slowly morphed, twisting until he could return the favor, grooming his Mate. Rex's purrs soon joined his, his Mate's tongue working harder. He stretched, paws curling in bliss. Oh, this was worth the Wet. Yes. Worth the rain.
Rex chuffed with laughter, as if he had heard, as if he knew.
Lee nipped him lazily, then went back to basking. It felt too good to bother growling.
Rex chuffed again and then continued grooming, tongue drying his fur, pulling it back into place, making him purr.
Oh, he
was happy. Content. Home with his Pride and his Mate and grooming and... Yes. Yes. It was good.
Let it go ahead and rain.
***
Having a full belly was still somewhat of a novelty to Rex. Oh, it had been a couple of months now, but he still had the urge to gobble down as much as he could whenever a shank of meat was brought home to the Pride. He tried not to, though, tried to be nonchalant and easy about it.
Like today.
He'd waited until the kittens had all had their fill, and then the nursing mothers. Then he'd pounced and attacked what was left, subduing it and eating until he was going to bust.
Naptime came after that. And that was a novelty, too. A full belly and a nice spot to nap in, the knowledge that he could nap and not worry. He curled up in the middle of Lee's pillows and slept.
A hot, rough tongue moved over his skin, a rich purr vibrating his spine. Oh. Lee. The musk of his Mate was heady, the grooming slow and lazy. He began to purr, stretching out. This was a novelty, too. One he cared about more than the others.
His Mate stretched with him, hot and lean and strong behind him. The soft sounds felt good inside him, the touches and licks made him melt. His purrs got louder, arousal sweet and slow inside him, making him rub back against his Mate. They snuggled and shifted, the heat between them rising in tiny increments. The peace and ease was like magic -- this slow touching and thorough grooming proving Lee's need and love.
He morphed, needing to tell Lee, to let his Mate know. "Love you. Lee. Mate. Oh, I love you."
Silky fur became hot skin and wide paws became sliding fingers, petting his belly. "Mmm... Rrrrrrrrrrrex. My love."
He purred. "Love the way you say my name."
A series of soft, licking kisses teased his nape. "Rrrrrrrrrrrrrex."
He shivered, hand sliding down along his own skin to pet Lee's. Lee was hard, full, dick sliding along the curve of his ass, fingers painting a similar pattern on his skin.
He moaned. "Mate. Want you."
"I'm right here. You have me." The kisses smoothed over his shoulder now, gaining an edge, gaining teeth.
He growled. Lee liked to make him say it. "I want you in me."
"Mmm..." The wet-tipped cock nudged against his hole. "Here?"
"No, Lee, up my nose."
Lee snorted, the bite on his shoulder sharp. "Be careful, Mate. I wouldn't want to slip."
With that Lee pushed in a bit and then pulled out again. Whimpering, he pushed back against Lee. Lee's hand flattened against his lower belly, pushing him onto that waiting cock, purrs vibrating all through him.
He moaned, body opening to his Mate. Lee's. He was Lee's.
He was filled slowly, that hot flesh spreading him wide, the hand on his stomach strong and sure. Whimpers and gasps came from him, hands holding onto Lee's wrists. So good. There was nothing like it. Finally his ass was cradled in the curve of Lee's hips, his Mate purring as they rocked together.
So gentle and yet so complete, so wild.
"Mine. Mate. Love." The words rolled over him, Lee breathless, hungry. Wanton.
"Prove it," he growled, pushing back. "Show me."
The next thrust was sharp, insistent. The bite against his shoulder made him gasp, shake. "Oh yes, Lee. More!"
Another fierce thrust rocked him, then, unbelievably, Lee stilled. "Mine."
He whimpered, hips pushing restlessly. "Yes, yes, Lee. Yours. Now fuck me!"
Lee stretched and rolled atop him, pushing hard and harder. He screamed and screamed again, coming and coming and coming as Lee fucked him hard and fast. Teeth closed over his nape, biting deep, holding on as Lee filled him. He whimpered and cried out, breathless, boneless.
Lee purred, tongue lapping at his neck, body covering him. So warm, so good, so right.
This was still a novelty, but he could get used to it.
~Chapter Six~
Rex loved watching Lee move. Beast or man, Lee was sensual, confident, beautiful and fierce. He'd been sitting at the back of the bar all night, watching Lee serve drinks, talk, laugh, move.
The place had cleared out after last call and the staff helped Lee clean. It was Lee he watched though. It was always Lee. His cock ached from being hard all evening, squished inside his leather pants. He was waiting until the place cleared out because he needed and once he moved? He was going to pounce. Hard.
Lee was scrubbing the bar, body moving to the music from the jukebox, one of the waitresses coming up behind him and rubbing for a heartbeat, making Lee laugh and pop her hip with his towel. He growled, body growing tense, hand fisting where it rested on the table in front of him. If she did it again he'd rip her throat out. Lee's eyes met his in the mirror behind the bar, bright and green and sparkling, shocking against the dark hair, the black t-shirt. Lee licked his lips, nostrils flaring, tempting.
He bared his teeth, his own nostrils flaring as he scented the air, searching beneath the smell of smoke and perfume and alcohol for Lee. Lee's chin went up, exposing the long line of throat, the barest hint of his mark visible. His. Mate.
His eyes flicked toward the waitresses as he growled just loudly enough that Lee could hear him over the sound of the music. He could see the ripple of muscles under Lee's shirt, the flash of pure need in those eyes.
That was it. He didn't care who was still in the bar. He practically leapt at Lee, mouth attaching to his Mate's. There were a few giggles and the door closed behind the last two girls and it didn't matter because Lee was devouring his mouth, hands hard on his ass.
He whimpered and pushed closer, so hard, so needy.
Lee's hips were moving in time with the music, slinky, seductive, pure sex as they rubbed against his. His hands pulled at Lee's t-shirt, wanting skin. Lee rumbled for him, reaching to strip of both their shirts before diving back into the kisses, skin hot against him. His hands went to Lee's chest, fingers finding the little nipples already hard for him.
"Mate..." Lee's hands tightened, tugged him closer, a growl vibrating his lips.
"Need you, Lee. Please. So badly." He begged shamelessly, body aching and on fire.
"Yes. All night I could smell you." Lee spun him, bending him over the bar. "Felt your eyes on me." His pants where tugged down, Lee's teeth testing his shoulder.
He jerked and screamed, pushing back against Lee. "Now. Please, Lee."
The burn was sharp, strong, familiar as he was claimed, his Mate's need meeting his, matching it. He screamed again, bracing his hands on the bar. "More," he demanded, ass pushing back.
"All of me." The words were snarled, a vow, a promise as his Mate loved him, took him.
He growled and he purred and he moaned and he screamed, meeting every thrust, taking everything Lee gave. The need crashed over him again and again, Lee's eyes hot in the mirror, desperate, glowing.
"Mate," he growled, his own eyes rolling as his climax took him. Heat filled him, his Mate's gasp loud in his ear, hands hard on his belly.
He whimpered, head pushing back, nuzzling against Lee. "Love you," he murmured as he tried to catch his breath.
Lee's arms wrapped around him, soft lips nuzzling his jaw. "Mmm... love you. Mate."
"Good." He turned around and wrapped his own arms around Lee's waist, pressing close. "Take me home and do it all over again?"
His lips were licked, then taken in a long kiss. "Yes, Mate. Come home."
He nodded and reluctantly let Lee go.
They both did up their pants and put their shirts back on and then headed out.
He hung back just enough to watch Lee move.
***
Jenna was evil. Pure evil. Maybe even vicious. She was ostensibly knitting, making some stupid thing for someone.
That wasn't the evil part.
The evil part was the yarn.
Bright red. In a ball. On the floor. Rolling.
Lee twitched, the urge to pounce strong.
Then a half scream half caterwaul sounded, Rex's body flying past him, his Mate pouncing the red
ball and rolling with it across the room.
He arched an eyebrow, staring over at Jenna, unrepentant. There were benefits to having an... enthusiastic mate.
Rex growled and rolled and was soon wrapped in red wool, the ball within his claws much smaller now.
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