Pack and Mate
Page 11
“Yes. There are so many new things to share with you.” He left Finn’s legs free and grabbed the silk, sliding it up between Finn’s legs.
“Oh.” Finn’s eyes drooped closed.
“Beginning to like this game?” He skipped Finn’s cock, for now, and slid the silk across Finn’s belly.
“Uh-huh. So soft.”
“Good boy.” He dragged the silk over Finn’s nipples, watching them draw up tight.
Finn gasped, took a deep breath.
Cort did love introducing his pup to new things. Vocalizing softly, he continued moving the silk over every part of Finn’s body, except for the hard erection straining for his touch. He would get to it later. The look on Finn’s face was pure bliss.
Moving in, he licked a swath across Finn’s belly just to change it up. Finn chuckled, skin goosepimpling up. Grinning, he took a lick from the tip of Finn’s cock too.
“Cort!” Finn started wiggling, trying to get free.
“No moving, pup.” He knew it was an impossible request, which was why there was rope involved.
“I have to,” Finn insisted.
“That’s why I tied you down.” Grinning, he ran the silk across Finn’s nipples again. The tiny nips drew up, so tight, so hard. Leaning in, he licked, giving Finn hot to counter the cool drag of the silk.
“Please.” Did Finn even know what he was begging for?
Cort continued to drag the silk over Finn’s body, leaving hot little licks here and there. Finn shivered but the sounds were best, needy, hungry. Finally Cort ran the silk scarf around Finn’s cock.
“Cort!” Finn fought the ropes.
“Don’t fight the ropes, pup. Let them hold you.”
“I don’t understand.”
“They’ll keep you from moving, from hurting your sore shoulder. But you have to let them hold you. Just close your eyes and trust that they’ll keep you still even though you want to move.”
Finn let his eyes fall closed, his pup beginning to pant.
Cort licked the tip of Finn’s cock then wrapped the silk around his pup’s balls and pulled, letting the silk flow and flow around them. A near-desperate sound hiccupped out of his pup, low and hungry.
“That’s my pup. Let it all out.”
“So big.”
Finn keened for him, called for him. He called back, howling. Finn stilled then their voices joined, mixed together. He wrapped the silk around Finn’s prick and began jacking it. The most amazing sounds left his pup, his lover starving for him.
Bending, he took Finn’s silk-wrapped prick in, sucking on the tip. As if that was all Finn could bear, salt leaching out on his tongue. He sucked until all Finn’s come was pulled from the silk. Finn whimpered, cock never even going limp.
Keeping the silk wrapped around Finn’s prick, Cort lubed up his fingers. He spread Finn, bending one leg to expose his pup. Then, pushing two fingers in, he began to work his pup open.
“Need.” Finn struggled with the ropes again, pushed against him.
“I know.” He thrust his fingers in deeper.
“Oh, good.”
Cort grinned and he could feel the wolf right there. It was going to be better than good.
He spread his fingers wide, opening Finn up. Finn tried to sit up, reach for him. His pup couldn’t though. Finn could only take what Cort gave him. He pressed a kiss on Finn’s belly as he pushed another finger into his sweet pup.
“Oh…” He did enjoy the way Finn’s eyes rolled.
He pushed and shifted his fingers until he found Finn’s gland.
“Cort. Cort, please.”
“I’ll take care of you, pup, you know that.”
“I know. I know. Buzzing through me.”
Smiling, he pushed against Finn’s gland again.
“Oh God.” Finn’s legs went tight.
He unwound the silk, drawing away from Finn’s cock. Finn whined softly, the sound needy, wanton. He slicked up his cock next and replaced his fingers with it, punching it in.
“Yes.” Finn nodded, baring his teeth.
“My pup.” He bent and took Finn’s mouth, hips finding a rhythm.
How delicious, to have found his mate, to have found his home here.
Finn moved with him, totally engaged, both in the kiss and the joining of their bodies. He could feel his pup’s pleasure, the way the bonds made Finn feel safe, held. He knew his mate wasn’t only made for him but made for this. Speeding his hips, he thrust rapidly, eager to make Finn howl again.
“Love. Mate.” Finn groaned the words, pushed them into his kiss.
He couldn’t agree more. “Mine.”
“Forever. For life.”
He stopped suddenly, staring down into Finn’s eyes. “For even longer than that.”
“Yes. Until the end of time.”
He punched in again, Finn’s come spraying up between them. His orgasm was right behind, his balls emptying. When it was over he collapsed onto his mate, their foreheads resting together.
Perfect. His Finn was perfect.
Finn leaned over, lips brushing his temple.
Mate.
The word echoed inside him, between them, filling all his empty spaces.
Mate.
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Often referred to as "Space Cowboy" and "Gangsta of Love" while still striving for the moniker of "Maurice", Sean Michael spends his days surfing, smutting, organizing his immense gourd collection and fantasizing about one day retiring on a small secluded island peopled entirely by horseshoe crabs. While collecting vast amounts of vintage gay pulp novels and mood rings, Sean whiles away the hours between dropping the f-bomb and pursuing the kama sutra by channeling the long-lost spirit of John Wayne and singing along with the soundtrack to Chicago.
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