Chapter Eight
Leo Pard
I saw the overwhelming emotion getting to my mate.
I could smell how turned on he was. Kit was probably as horny as I was, but he couldn’t smell my desires. But I had been able to smell the combination of our need lingering since before we arrived at the restaurant.
Kit most definitely wore his heart on his sleeve and that was one of the hundreds, if not thousands, of things that I already loved about him. I would have to tell him that much one day, but not now. We had just said ‘I love you’ to each other for the first time. I have to say that the feeling was both exhilarating and nerve-wracking. I would never regret holding off claiming him because I have learnt so many things about Kit. I also hoped that I learnt enough that I could make our claiming and the weekend following perfect.
I took hold of both Kit’s hands and drew him in for a kiss. I tried to be as gentle as I could. Seconds later, when I felt my control slip, I ripped my mouth away.
“I think it’s time to go upstairs.”
“I think you’re right.” Kit’s voice was shaking.
I took his hand and led him upstairs to my—our—bedroom.
“I haven’t done too much to change it so far. We can do that as you settle in,” I blurted out as Kit looked around the room. He’d never seen my bedroom yet—by unspoken agreement we didn’t—but he had seen parts of it when we had made video calls to each other. “I got a new chest of drawers and trunk for you.”
“Maybe I can start moving in this weekend?” Kit looked at me tentatively.
“If we even want to leave the house or this room.” I winked at him. “Or else we will have to start during the week.”
Kit wound his arms around my torso. He snuggled against my chest. “I can’t believe it’s finally happening.”
My cock, which had been half hard the entire night, strained against the zipper of my jeans as Kit rubbed himself against me.
I growled softly into his ear. “I’ve been so fucking hard for you all night. I…I need you, Kit.”
That was the simple truth. I needed him. I could no longer ignore my body’s and my beast’s needs. I carded my fingers through his hair. I then used my left hand against the small of his back to hold him against me. Kit moaned softly against my neck.
“God.” My words were rasped. “Do that and I will come in my jeans.”
“No. Don’t. Fuck me.”
“As you wish, my love.”
What followed for the next minute or two was the extremely awkward dance of Kit and I trying to get naked. We grabbed at each other’s shirts. At first at the same time, and then Kit pushed my hands away from his shirt so that he could concentrate on mine. Then I finally was able to get Kit out of his shirt. We were breathing hard, and seeing my mate’s beautiful body in all its perfection had my mouth watering. I couldn’t resist the temptation and teased his dark brown nipples until they were hard pebbles. I drank in the expression of bliss that washed over Kit’s face when I touched him.
Next, I tried to be as sexy as I could as I removed my shoes. Kit had the right idea as he just kicked his shoes to the side. By the time I kicked my shoes in the same direction as Kit’s, he was about to take off his second sock.
There was nothing sexy about desperately trying to rip off our clothes. And unlike many stories of shifters, we were beyond the baser instincts that often had them ripping off clothing like they were nothing. I suppose I could do that if I wanted, but I was also a human and I had to be practical.
When we were both completely naked we paused for long moments. We looked at each other, taking in each other’s body from head to toes. Of course, we also hungrily looked at the other’s hard cock. I loved the feeling of Kit’s mouth on my cock but I couldn’t wait to fuck his sweet ass and make love to him.
“Oh, Leo,” Kit breathed. “Jesus. You’re every bit as hot as I imagined.”
“So are you.”
Kit’s face stained red with what I thought was a completely adorable blush. He broke eye contact and looked down at his feet.
I stepped forward so that our cocks brushed against each other. I groaned, loving the feel of his heat. With one hand, I used my thumb and index finger to nudge Kit’s face up so that we were looking at each other.
“You, my mate, are so perfect. I can’t believe that you’re all mine.”
“Oh God, Leo.” Kit’s sob was thick with need. The scent of his sexual desires rolled off his body and I could smell the drop of pre-come I had noticed a second before.
“Mine.”
My tone was pure possession and I could see it stoked Kit’s internal fires.
“Y-y-yours,” Kit whimpered.
I sealed my lips over his. I groaned into his mouth when our cocks touched again. My cock jerked and my balls tightened.
“Bed…lube…fuck me,” Kit spoke against my lips.
I nipped his lower lip and sucked gently for a moment. “Yes. Perfect.”
“How…”
I cut Kit off.
“I want you on the bed, on your back.” I put one hand on his cock and stroked from base to tip. “I want to see you when we make love for the first time and when I claim you.”
“Yes, please, I want that, too, Leo.”
“Come on, love.”
Kit scrambled to the center of the bed. “Where’s the lube?”
I grabbed the lube I had left on the bedside cupboard before straddling his hips. I waved it in the air. “Here it is. I want to prepare you myself.”
“I won’t last.” Kit shook his head, a touch embarrassed.
A slow smile went across my mouth. I had a better idea.
“I won’t either,” I admitted huskily. “How about I give us a little relief so that I can prep you and fuck properly.”
“I don’t want to wait!” Kit cried.
“Shhh, love. You’ll like this.”
I put the lube to the side and got a firm hold on Kit’s slim hips. The next thing I did was grin at my mate, who looked ready to cry. Then I leaned down and swallowed his cock whole, sucking the plump head into the back of my throat. I felt the throbbing of blood through his erection and I concentrated on sucking. I bobbed my head up and down, hollowing out my cheeks on the upstroke.
Kit took fistfuls of the bedcovers in his hands. He restlessly moved his hips and I allowed him to pump himself in my mouth for a few seconds. Kit moaned and chanted my name.
Relaxing my hold on Kit’s hips, I moved my right hand and began to use it to tease his balls. They were a good size and fit well in my hand. I let his dick pop out of my mouth but kept massaging his balls.
“You like that, Kit, my love?”
“God, you’re perfect.”
I grinned and used the corniest line I had heard or read in romances. “I’m flattered you think I’m a god, but I’m just Leo.”
“My mate!” Kit cried out, bucking his hips. “Stop fucking teasing me.”
“Don’t come yet.” I stroked his cock gently. “I want to drink up every drop of cream you can give me.”
“Yes, please, now.”
“With pleasure.”
I held the base of Kit’s erection, lapping at the slit which was oozing pre-come. I knew that I had driven Kit to the edge, I was right there with him. All that was left was for me to swallow his cock again. I stopped playing with his balls and put all my energy into sucking his cock for just a little while longer.
It could have been moments or minutes later, probably no more than a minute, when Kit’s breathing went from panting to choppy and shallow. He fisted the bedclothes again and thrust his cock into the back of my throat. I felt the head of his cock expand slightly as he let go and released his load into my mouth. This wasn’t the first time I had tasted my mate’s come, but because this was the night I was going to claim him, there was an extra bit of sweetness to the salty and bitter fluid.
As I drank down his seed, I felt my balls tighten close to my body and I came betwe
en his legs. I sucked on Kit’s gorgeous cock until it was soft and his cries of ecstasy had quietened down to whimpers of completion.
I collapsed next to him, taking Kit so that he lay on top of me. We kissed. I gently rubbed his ass, more than eager to move on to the next part of our evening.
“I love you, Kit,” I whispered to him between kisses.
“Mmm,” he breathed. “Right back at you, big guy.”
“Don’t fall asleep yet, Kit. The night has just begun.”
My fingers circled his ass cheeks and then I moved to his crack. I felt his body jerk and knew that the lust and need were starting to flood back again.
“How can I want you so much already? My dick is barely soft and now it’s ready to get hard again.”
“You’re my mate,” I replied simply.
We rolled so that he was lying on his back again.
“Ewww,” he muttered. “My right leg is in your come puddle.”
“Move over then.”
I wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it, but didn’t. Instead, I reached for the discarded lube, which gave Kit more than enough time to get comfortable.
I like to think of myself as something of a classy guy, and as a classy guy I was all for my lover’s pleasure. I teased him with kisses on the lips. I moved down and lingered at his neck, sucking at the spot where I wanted to claim him. Kissing a trail down Kit’s chest, to his nipples, I felt Kit move his hips up. I placed one hand on his cock, it was still soft but I could feel that he was going to be hard in no time. Kit had both hands running through my hair. With my mouth, I moved from one nipple to the other. He moved his hips again, humping my hand.
“Leo, I need you to fuck me!”
“Soon, love,” I rumbled out against his chest. I licked at his nipples one last time.
For the third time in the last half hour, I reached for the bottle of lube. I flicked the cap up, making a snapping sound that seemed to reverberate around the room despite the fact that neither of us were quiet. I squeezed a liberal amount on my fingers. Kit got himself in position, his knees up and legs spread wide. I had the perfect view to his opening.
I gently worked his hole with one finger.
Kit’s bright, blue eyes were swimming with all his passion and need. He closed his eyes and moaned when I moved my finger, fucking him with my finger before adding a second to stretch Kit’s hole so that he could take my not so small cock.
“Yes, just like that.” Kit hissed and tilted his hips upward, taking my fingers in deeper.
“So fucking beautiful.”
Kit moaned and my cocked jerked. My cock filled with blood and was once more fully erect. Feeling the press of Kit’s walls on my fingers had me wanting to do nothing more than thrusting my cock inside of him and feeling him come around my cock.
“One more finger, Kit.”
Kit bit his bottom lip. I could see the pleasure and the bite of pain on his face, but was pleased to see the pain disappear quickly. All that was left was my mate’s pleasure.
Using my fingers to fuck Kit had to be one of the most erotic experiences of my life, and I hadn’t even got to fuck him with my dick.
“Now, I’m ready now, Leo.”
I slid my fingers out of his hole and repositioned my body over Kit.
“I’m ready, too, Kit.”
“Now,” he ordered.
I kissed Kit gently and slowly slid into his welcoming body.
“Yessssss!” cried out Kit. I liked to think that he was exultant. “Oh, fuck yeah, Leo. So full, I love your dick.”
I couldn’t reply. I was using all my energy to stop from fucking Kit raw and hurting him. I groaned when I was fully seated into his body. I rocked my hips slightly and Kit was crying out in pleasure all over again. I felt my balls, heavy with the need to come again, brush against the smooth skin of my mate’s ass.
I was in heaven.
I slowly began to pull out. Just before the head of my cock got to Kit’s entrance, I slowly thrust back in. I thrust slowly two more times. Answering the call to Kit’s restless body, I began to thrust faster, building up a rhythm he answered to, his hips meeting my every thrust.
As I said before, we were both loud.
It was kind of like an epiphany but I couldn’t hold back, not from my mate. He had me feeling this incredible bliss as I fucked his ass. I grabbed his hands and held them above his head as my thrust went from steady and measured to more erratic.
Kit’s voice was becoming hoarser as he continued to cry out at the top of his lungs.
“I’m going to come.”
“Yes, oh, yes, come!” I moaned. “I need to come.”
“I need you to come inside me, mate.”
Kit’s words, which almost sounded like an order, was all I need.
I paused long enough to get in a better position for Kit’s neck. Kit moved his head to the right a little so I could get the spot I wanted on his left side.
I restarted the relentless pace. I continued to hold Kit’s hands above his head. As lost in the moment as I was, I was still inordinately pleased to realize that my mate was ready to come without even having his dick touched. That thought, though, had me mindful of ensuring that I pegged in his sweet spot.
“Oh God!” Kit gasped. He screamed my name once more.
I felt and smelt Kit’s come splash between us, while at the same time his muscles had his channel clamping down on my aching cock. I thrust one last time until I was fully seated in his ass again.
The moment my orgasm claimed me, instinct took over. Nuzzled into the curve between Kit’s left shoulder and neck, I inhaled my mate’s scent deeply and finally, finally, I bit down and claimed Kit as my own. I tasted his sweet, salty blood and couldn’t help but swallow some. I felt, smelt and heard as Kit orgasmed again and my release seemed to be unending. It was as though Kit was milking my cock for all it could. I drew back from the bite, lapping at the blood, cleaning the wound that I had caused and allowing my saliva to heal the broken skin. By the time it healed completely in a couple hours, all that would be left would be the scar that proclaimed to everyone Kit was mine.
A couple minutes later we both stilled and were panting. I tried not to put all my weight onto Kit, but at the same time I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving my mate’s ass so soon after the most earth shattering, wonderfully perfect sex ever.
“So good,” panted Kit.
I groaned in agreement, kissing the claiming mark I had just made. Kit moaned, too. We both knew that the mating marking would become a sensitive spot for him in the future, I just hadn’t realized that it would happen so quickly.
“That feels so good.”
I turned my head and kissed Kit on the lips.
“Mine, my mate, my Kit.”
Kit grabbed a handful of my hair and he hadn’t been particularly gentle about it. “My mate. My Leo,” he stated firmly, but sleepily.
“Your Leo.”
I withdrew my now soft cock out of his body. We both moaned softly. Kit sighed and I went to lay next to him. I groaned when I realized that it was my turn to land in the spot I had come in earlier.
Kit chuckled softly. “Get some wash clothes so our come doesn’t dry. I’ll throw the quilt to the floor so we don’t have to worry about your come.”
“Mm. Perfect plan,” I murmured and rolled again to get out of bed.
As soon as we were cleaned up and laying on top of relatively clean sheets covered by a soft blanket, Kit and I were wrapped in each other’s arms and went to sleep.
We were fully mated and together, just as we were meant to be.
Just as Fate intended.
Chapter Nine
Kit Pryde
I couldn’t say that life immediately fell into place for us after Leo claimed me. To be perfectly honest, we spent the entire weekend in bed. We were just lucky that we had been able to organize Saturday and Sunday off.
This meant that I gradually brought things from my place to Leo’s place.
Since I had only been in Holbrook for little more than two months, this was actually less of a big deal than it seemed. It was easy to bring my clothes and toiletries over on Monday. My meager shoe collection came over on Tuesday. Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday I began to bring over other bits and pieces, including my DVD collection, my laptop and tablet, and my adult coloring in books, along with colored pencils and gel pens for coloring. All that was really left was my kitchen crockery, cutlery, and utensils as well as all my furniture. Despite living in a two bedroom house I only had one sofa, coffee table, television stand, a double bed, and one dining room table and four chairs. The spare bedroom only had my suitcases. The washing machine and dryer, along with the fridge, stove, and microwave had all come with the house.
I wasn’t in a rush to completely move, though, I decided to leave enough in the rental so that my parents had a decent place to stay. It also gave me a week reprieve to settle into Leo’s place. I also figured I might as well make the most of it. My agreement with my landlord was for six months, I figure I would also lose the bond I had paid despite my landlord being part of the pride.
Unfortunately, it was on Wednesday that I received texts from my ex-boyfriend, Mike. He took it a step further and called my cell as well after telling him that we weren’t getting back together. Part of me had wanted to say that I had moved on—of course, that was the truth—but it seemed a little too unkind to do that.
I have to admit that stopping off at my place to pick up some of my belongings took some very valuable time away from my mate. So far everything had been dumped in the living room. Leo said that we would sort things out on the weekend, although he had been nice enough to do some unpacking for me after work. When he worked the morning shift, he started earlier, and therefore finished earlier than I did. The sheriff, Ned Kavalee, was kind enough to give Leo the early shifts so he could spend time with me.
Every day at work I thought of my mate.
Our mating was new, obviously. I often caught myself gently touching the healed scar tissue of my mating mark. It was a very sensitive erogenous zone but, as I had discovered, that was really only when Leo touched me.
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