Vexing Your Mate

by Sara Spark

  Giving one fleeting brush of her tongue with his, he couldn’t resist, he yanked his head back. Scanning the room, he watched as everyone realized what he had and was stampeding to the door. Running his hands down Lia’s back to firmly cup those round, plush globes of her ass, he effortlessly lifted Lia up to his chest.

  This is a great idea! We can get deep inside her in this position! Internally, Bain snorted at his buffalo.

  “Wrap your legs around me, bunny! We gotta go!” He felt her struggle with her too tight skirt. Swiftly, he put her back down, ripped her skirt in the middle (to a surprised gasp) and picked her back up. She awkwardly wrapped her legs around his muscular hips and her arms clung tightly to his neck. Turning with a sharp elbow to the guy right behind him, Bain made his way to the entrance. His arms punching and shoving, his body curled to protect the precious bundle clinging to him. Jumping in one of the taxis that had flocked to the area to pick up all those desperate ‘no jail time for me’ people escaping the bar, he ordered the driver to express lane it. He’d send someone to pick up the car.

  It took exactly four and a half minutes before Lia realized that she was straddling him in the back of a taxi with very little of her skirt blocking the show. But during those four and a half minutes, Bain was in heaven. He rubbed her back slowly, trying to ease the tension from the frantic mob pushing and fighting to get out the door first. Curvy thighs were embracing his waist while his cock was cushioned at that perfect V. He could feel her heat through his jeans. But he swallowed his groan. Her head was nestled into his neck and he didn’t want anything to disturb the best taxi ride he’d ever had in his life. The only thing better would be to be deep inside her as they were riding. Unfortunately, he would have to kill the taxidriver then for being near his mate…while they were mating.

  A pothole bounced her little curvy ass on his lap. Mentally, he counted to ten. One Mississippi, we could sink our hands into her ass. Two Mississippi, we could rub that pussy from behind. Three Mississippi, we could press that ass hard into us so her pussy could rub against us. Four Mississippi, we could move her panti—Buffalo! You are NOT helping! Bain felt like smoke was coming out of his ears, he was so on fire, imagining every delicious moment of what his buffalo had been saying.

  Letting her go alone to her room after that ride, had been excruciating and his blue balls had protested violently. That night he had grimly taken his cock in hand in the shower, which was no different from any of the other nights, come to think of it. He had to take care of his own hard on several times a night since his mate was determined to keep distance between them. Groaning as he remembered those few minutes in the taxi as her round ass had bounced up and down on his thighs, his dick got harder.

  Bain put his head down, letting the water pour on it, creating a cascade of water on either side as he looked at the dick that would not go down. One hand braced against the shower wall. His other hand wrapped around his aggravating cock, his thumb tweaking the mushroomed head. He twisted as he pumped quickly ramping up his arousal. As if it needs any help, snorted his buffalo. This was the second time just in the shower. Soon the zipper on his jeans was gonna jerk him off, he was on such a hair trigger!

  Bain pumped faster, muscles in his arm clenching and rippling. He imagined Lia in the shower with him right now. Her hands stroking lingeringly over him. She slowly lowered until her face hovered over the head of his cock. He pumped harder. Picturing her naughty smile as she extended her little red tongue to swipe across the head of his dick, did it for him. Hot, liquid jets of semen shot out over and over, hitting the shower wall.

  “Maaaaaaaate.” Bain gritted as he came, continuing to stroke until he got every drop out.

  Ok, I should be able to get through the night now. Get some sleep. Bain leaned his head against the wall as he gasped for air, stroking to linger in the ripples of pleasure still from his demanding cock.

  Several hours later, aggravated cause his dick was hard…again! Bain paced out into the living room. He had tugged on a pair of sweats. Getting some water, ambivalently he turned on the TV. On the one hand, he needed the distraction, on the other hand the noise irritated him.

  More like your dick is irritating you than the noise!

  Shut it, buffalo!

  A half hour later, an action movie flashing across the screen with the volume down low. Bain, aggravated to hell with his body, shoved his sweats down to uncover what else—his erection. He kicked his sweats to the side. Maybe if he took his time? Built it up longer and shot his load, his dick would settle down and let him get some sleep? His head fell back and his thighs spread out on the couch as he slowed strummed his hard cock like he was playing an instrument. Various visions of his mate were flashing through his head as he stroked.

  He scented her before he heard her, and as usual, she smelled delicious!

  “You don’t want to come out here, Lia.” His voice sounded rougher than the gravel in the bar’s parking lot.

  “I wanted to get something to drink.” She was behind him and couldn’t see over the couch from her position. He could feel her hesitating between the couch and the kitchen.

  “Best if you hurried, bunny.” He kept a steady stroking going. Her being near him. Her scent near him was pushing him up higher, demanding he stroke faster, but he needed a deeper orgasm to be able to sleep tonight.

  This is the last time I am stroking my cock tonight!

  His buffalo snorted. Riiiiiight!

  “Quit, calling me bunny!” She sounded a little irritated herself. Welcome to Club Horny!

  Bain craned his head backwards to see her. “You quiver and shake every time I get near you, and then you scamper.” He paused working his cock a little more. “But you do like it when I pet you.” He tried to swallow a groan as he thought of how he grabbed her ass and urged her to climb onto him at the bar. Unconsciously, his hand picked up its pace. “You need to go back to bed, bunny.”

  “I said quit calling me bunny.” She stomped around the couch aggressively. And ran into an invisible sexual wall of masculinity. It froze her as surely as if a brick wall had dropped down out of the ceiling in front of her. A masculine work of art was in front of her. A study in arousal. He was like what you would get if you searched up the definition of ‘sex’ on the internet. Bain was slouched low on the couch, meaty thighs spread wide, and there was plenty of light to clearly see his hand stroking up and down on his cock. His head was cradled on the cushion watching her, his eyes glittering as his hand calmly stroked up and down. His other huge hand slid from his thigh. She tracked the movement closely. Down, down to cup and fondle his balls. He made no attempt to stop, nor cover up—wait, what the hell?!?

  “Damn, Bain, you got that weapon registered with the government?” She nodded to his cock. He was ginormous. He would need way more than a blanket to cover that loaded gun.

  A few snorts. Then he busted out laughing. She smiled at hearing his laugh. Bain didn’t talk much, and thinking back on it, she hadn’t heard him laugh at all. His laugh made her laugh. And there they were laughing together as a naked Bain jerked himself off in the living room. She noticed he didn’t stop stroking.

  “Well, bunny, you’re the reason I have this loaded weapon!” He paused.

  “As if.”

  “Wanna help me take care of it?” He didn’t move towards her, didn’t change his position. If he had, she would have been in her room so fast, he wouldn’t even see her ass running.

  “You need to quit watching the X-rateds if they work you up like this.”

  “A movie didn’t get me this horny, you did. Your kiss and that round, full ass of yours.” His eyes flicked heatedly over her. “Come on, wanna help?”

  “I am not having sex with you.” She said firmly. And meant it! Ummm…sorta.

  “Not sex, just touching.” He was calm, nonchalant. She could not believe they were even having this discussion.

  “I should go.” Her feet didn’t move. She didn’t even shift her weight. Her f
eet were glued right to the floor.

  He eyed her up and down. His pace seemed to be speeding up a little. “Come on, admit you’re curious. You don’t wanna miss the grand finale do you?” She watched mesmerized as his thumb swiped across his head.

  “I, I—“ Her body swayed towards him.

  “You’re in charge, remember? I have already sworn I won’t touch you sexually unless you ask me.” At some point she had moved closer to the couch, until she was almost touching his leg. “I dare you, bunny. I dare you to watch me come!” He made no move towards her. And it was that lack of movement that decided her. She knelt on the cushion beside him. Leaning forward but not touching. Her eyes were sweeping up and down his muscled torso lingering on his hand, going back to his clenched abs and then drifting up his chest. His hand was increasing speed as he gazed at her. He was breathing faster.

  “You’re awfully rough with it.” She pointed at his yanking on his cock.

  Bain, snorted, coughed then choked a little. Laughing and coughing. “You can’t make me laugh when I’m about to blow, bunny!”

  She half-smiled at him, but then her eyes like steel filings were drawn straight to his cock as if it were a magnet. His whole body was tensing. He sucked in a lungful of her scent. It wouldn’t be long now.

  “Watch me, bunny. Watch me come for you.” He groaned as he increased his speed. His other hand fondling his balls. He could feel her curiosity like a strike of lightning straight to his groin. She had leaned forward trying to get a good view. He wanted to give that to her. He wanted to gift her with his pleasure. He wanted her to acknowledge the effect she had on him. He watched her lips part, and thought he saw the shadow of the tongue that he’d only had time to graze during their kiss. With a last firm tug on his cock, he came.

  His cum shot out of him like a geyser, and she jerked her head back with a surprised “Oh!” He groaned low as his hips bucked into his hand, cum still spewing as he felt the pleasure of coming near his mate. Her scent, her heat, and her arousal just sent him into the stratosphere sexually. And she was aroused. His eyes closed as he took the scent of her wet pussy deep inside himself. Ripples of pleasure wriggled through him. His muscles relaxed. He sat there watching every nuance on her face as she watched every twitch of his cock. Desultorily, his hand swept through his wet cum, gathering some up to use as a natural lubricant as he lazily stroked. Enjoying the ramp down from his blasting orgasm. Lia had leaned forward again watching every movement in fascination. Minutes flowed by until eventually he grabbed the towel that he had put nearby and wiped off all his sticky semen.

  Chapter 4

  “Well, I better go to bed.” She made no move to go. Bain could scent that hot pussy. She was shifting a little on the couch, no doubt trying to put some pressure on that needy pussy.

  Well, mate, the only thing that can cool that fire is your mate, me, he thought. Cause the Mater knew how he had been trying to quench his fire on his own over and over, for it to roar back almost instantaneously.

  “Would you like to come, little bunny?” He didn’t move a muscle. He had a feeling that she would be gone in a blink if he did.

  “Oh no, no, no no.”

  “The way you’re shifting around on this couch, I think, your body needs to come.” He let that sink in for a minute. He noticed that she still hadn’t left. “I could help you come, Lia.” He tried to be nonchalant about the offer. An offer that he would literally trade a body part for. Any body part. Well, except his cock. He wouldn’t trade his cock. He had plans for that body part. To get deep inside his mate and pleasure her until she passed out.

  Her eyes grew wary at his offer and she pulled back.

  “Orrrrrrr—you could pleasure yourself.” He raised his hands. “I promise I would not touch.”

  “I’m not going to stroke myself in front of you!” She sounded a little outraged.

  “Why not? I just did.” Bain was calm.

  Right!!

  “How bout this? How bout we come together?” Holy fuck! What the hell was he saying?!? He wasn’t going to survive this! His buffalo was shaking his head back and forth in a ‘you’re doomed!’ kinda way. She bit her lip, and BAM. He was hard again.

  “What exactly do you mean?”

  “We keep our hands on our own bodies. I will stroke myself while you stroke yourself. No touching the other one.”

  “Well, you just came so you couldn’t come…” Her voice died out as she turned to see the weapon was loaded again. “What the he--! How did you bounce back that quickly?” She pointed accusatorily at his dick.

  “Let’s just say you have that effect on me.” He said with half a smile.

  “I really should go back to my room.” She said reluctantly.

  Quickly, he reached forward and pulled out a tube from a thermos of hot water he had on the table. “Bunny, surely you don’t want to miss Act 2?” He growled as he squirted some of the warmed lube on his cock. Ok, maybe the lube got a little too hot. Probably should have tested that out on a different body part, first! He winced for a few seconds until it had a chance to cool. Lia was staring interestedly at his dick covered in some lube. Her little breaths were panting between her parted lips, unaware that she had leaned forward again. Her eyes eating him up. He was okay with that. His eyes were doing their own eating. He watched her full breasts shifting with her movement.

  “Again? Already?”

  “Mmmmmmhmmmm.” He was watching her hard nipples poking through her shirt. Slip-sliding through the lube, one hand had resumed an easy up and down motion on his cock. The other he brought to his chest, where her eyes glued on to it and detailed it’s every movement. She watched as he moved it slowly side to side gradually moving south. Unknowingly, she had raised up on her knees to follow every second of his hand’s lazy trail to his cock. “Now you.”

  “What?” She raised startled eyes to his.

  “Start touching yourself, Lia.”

  Her head jerked back. “Maybe I better go to bed…”

  “I won’t touch you.” He was easy stroking this whole time. Her eyes flickered down to his hand and then back up to his eyes guiltily. His buffalo smiled.

  “I—I, uh.”

  “Why don’t you take off your shirt?” Her hand twisted in the fabric. “Don’t you want to get rid of all that tension? Your nipples are so hard. They look achy. Bet you wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway.” His eyes stroked across her face. “Come on, bunny. I dare you!”

  With a defiant twist of her chin and a quick tug, her shirt was off and he was groaning. His cock tightened up even more and he felt all his muscles clench.

  “Beautiful, Lia. Beautiful.” His eyes catalogued every single inch. She was so fucking lush. Full heavy breasts with rosy-brown nipples danced in front of his face. Her curves just about made him blow immediately. He wanted to press against all her softness. He wanted to stroke and rub and kiss and lick and suck—the list went on and on. Eyes flickering up and down her torso. There! Right there! That’s where he should put his mating mark. He and his buffalo nodded in agreement. That little spot where her neck met her shoulder.

  “You don’t have to blow smoke. It’s unnecessary.”

  “Huh?” Frankly, he was just watching her breasts shiver and go slightly up and down as she talked, he hadn’t heard a word she said.

  “The standard, one-night-stand compliments. I’m good. You don’t need to say them.” That stopped his hand.

  “What the hell are you talking about?”

  “The empty flattery. I don’t need it. I know that I’m average. I have no delusions about my looks. But the flowery compliments, just make me uncomfortable.” Her hand brushed her cheek that she tried to turn into a casual ‘tuck her hair behind her ear’ maneuver. “I’d rather keep this honest.”

  Like if there had been a reigning Queen of Average. It would be me, she thought. She was average height, average shoe size, average weight (ok, more than average there), her hair color was average, she had even been a
n average student in school. Her life was all about being average, which is what made her start her company last spring. She was tired of being average. She had been working as an average admin assistant at an average company. She could see her future paved out before her, fading into a monotone of averageness. It was time to take a chance. To try daring things, even if she fell on her face while doing it, which was pretty much what her company had been doing for the past 10 months.

  “Are you trying to piss me off?”

  “I’m just saying, I know who I am. I don’t need the false—“

  “Lia, don’t even fucking finish that sentence. You are pissing me off. I called you beautiful because you fucking are! Do you think I am lying to you?” He was outraged, and his buffalo was going nuts. His mate thought he would lie to her? That he would disrespect her over something this important? His attraction to her?

  “Well, not exactly lying, just, ummm, trying to, uh, butter me up?” She ended with a wave of her hand.

  “Lia, I don’t fucking butter up anyone. They’ve kicked me outta departments for my lack of buttering up! I wanna fuck you on every surface in this apartment. I wanna take you up against that wall,” He pointed dramatically at the front hall. He had never been a theatrical person, but she had really lit his fire and not in a good way. “as soon as we walk in from a long day. I wanna pound inside of you while you rub those full tits and hard nipples against me and scream as you come. So, here’s a little honesty thrown your way. Your tits are beautiful. I want to cover them with nibbles and hickies like a fucking teenager. I wanna cup that full ass of yours and have you ride me like you did in the cab. Every time you bend over, I have to count to 50 so I don’t grab your hips and thrust myself in that wet pussy. That’s the effect you have on me. You are fucking gorgeous!” He took a deep breath. “And you’ve made me so damn mad, I can’t decide whether I want to suck on those fantastic tits of yours or spank that round ass!” Her face paled in response as she shrank back.