Coaxing His Skittish Lynx

by Charlie Richards

  Roland slowly opened his eyes. He blinked a couple of times, obviously struggling to refocus. “Wow,” he whispered. “Jacking off when I was a kid never felt like that.”

  As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Roland flushed. Tobias knew that, this time, it was caused by embarrassment. He figured Roland probably hadn’t meant to say that out loud, but people let the damnedest things slip when they were floating in post-orgasmic bliss.

  Wanting to relax his lover, Tobias smiled. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

  Suddenly, Roland shifted his hips almost restlessly. He frowned at his cock, then at Tobias, then he closed his eyes and shivered. Goose bumps broke out on his arms.

  “What is it, Ro?” Tobias could guess, seeing as his mate’s dick hadn’t softened one bit. “Is your body easing? Or do you need more?”

  When Roland snapped his eyes open and peered at him, Tobias gasped. Roland’s deep green eyes had turned feral and he growled low in his throat.

  Tobias knew he stared at his mate’s lynx. Roland held his body tense where he lay sprawled on the sofa, his leg draped across Tobias’ knee…all except his still bobbing and once more weeping cock. Acting on his instincts to care for and soothe his mate, Tobias trilled softly, the sound vibrating his throat and chest. Holding his lover’s gaze he leaned forward, until their proximity forced him to look at his destination, Roland’s temple and ear.

  Nuzzling the side of Roland’s face, Tobias continued to trill. He pressed his chest to Roland’s hoping the contact would calm the young shifter. Slowly, the tension eased from the lean body.

  “That’s the way,” Tobias crooned. “I’d never hurt you. You’re mine and I’m yours. We’ll get through this together.”

  “Together.”

  Roland’s whispered word didn’t sound like a question, but Tobias affirmed it anyway. Anything to help his lover settle. “Yes. Together.” He knew he must still be hurting—hell, Tobias’ dick didn’t feel any better. He didn’t want to push but he desperately needed relief and nothing sounded better than sliding his aching cock into his naked mate.

  “Mine.”

  “Mmm-hmm, yours,” Tobias assured.

  “Mine,” Roland repeated, much more gruffly.

  Roland’s head moved against Tobias’, moving forward and down. Canines pierced his shoulder. Pain speared Tobias and he opened his mouth to cry out in surprise. Then, bliss unlike anything he’d felt before slammed through his body. The sensation traveled straight to his balls. They pulled flush to his body and cum spurted up his dick, coating the inside of his loincloth as his orgasm swamped his senses.

  Struggling to regain some semblance of thought remained difficult for Tobias, since Roland continued to suckle on his neck. The strong sucking sensation transferred straight to his cock, keeping him hard and ready.

  “Holy fuck,” Tobias muttered, yanking lube from the pouch attached to his loincloth. “You started our mating.”

  Pulling the stays of his loincloth, Tobias barely managed to keep from returning the bite as he freed his throbbing shaft. Instead, with Roland still clamped onto his neck, he eased his shifter sideways, off the sofa, and into his arms. He rose and settled them both on the couch, Roland straddling his lap this time.

  Tobias hissed upon the feel of Roland’s hard shaft pressed against his own. Roland moaned around his mouthful of flesh and began rocking his hips. Grunting, Tobias quickly squirted slick onto his fingers and tossed the tube aside.

  Sliding the fingers of his slicked hand down Roland’s cleft, Tobias urged his hips to still with his other hand. Upon hearing Roland’s whine of frustration, he urged, “Hold on just a sec, Ro. I gotta stretch you and I don’t want to hurt you with my claws.”

  Injuring or hurting his mate in any way was not an option for Tobias. He wanted his mate open and begging for his dick. Roland had started the process, flooding Tobias with a need to dominate his mate, show him who the alpha of the pair would be. At the same time, he knew he couldn’t just ram his cock in and claim his lover. Roland needed gentle this first time.

  Tobias’ warring instincts caused his hands to tremble as he struggled to control himself. Fortunately, Roland obeyed, shivering under his touch.

  Sliding his claws down his mate’s crack, Tobias reveled in the soft skin under his fingers. He found Roland’s opening and paused, massaging the entrance. Working the muscle, he relaxed the opening, readying it for his invasion.

  When Roland whimpered and rocked his ass toward his questing fingers, Tobias could wait no longer. He slid his first finger inside the hot body draped over his chest. Instantly, Roland’s body clenched upon his invading finger.

  Tobias moaned upon feeling the hot vise around his digit. His cock flexed where it pressed against Roland’s own.

  Need slammed through Tobias, need to get his dick into his lover as fast as possible.

  Chapter Seven

  Feeling the thick finger moving in and out of his ass finally yanked Roland from the pleasant haze he floated in. He gasped and snapped his head up. Tobias grunted and stilled his finger, meeting his stare. Roland flicked his gaze from Tobias’ surprised expression to the wound he’d just pulled his teeth from…none-to-gently, judging by the ragged edges to the bite mark. Seeing the blood ooze, Roland licked his lips and swallowed.

  Unable to help himself, Roland tipped his head back forward and swiped his tongue over the mating mark. He whimpered, the taste of the blood on his tongue causing his cock to jerk, surprising him with the intensity of his lust.

  When Tobias had touched his empty sacks, the shock of him actually touching him there had combined with the pleasure it’d caused. He’d come in seconds, enjoying the most intense orgasm in his memory.

  Roland couldn’t remember the last time his cat had wanted something so badly and his control had slipped. Laving his tongue over the claiming mark, he felt the desire to sink his canines in once more and again, enjoy Tobias’ exquisite-tasting blood.

  Tobias started moving the finger in his ass again. Roland thought it a curious sensation. Not painful, really, just…odd. However, glancing down at the thick shaft rubbing against his own, he had no idea how something that large would fit inside of him.

  Evidently, something must have clued Tobias onto Roland’s thoughts, for he softly stated, “Don’t worry, Roland. I will make certain you’re good and ready. Then, I’ll show you how to take me.”

  “You, um, you swing both ways?” Roland gasped. This guy was the clutch second. Surely he didn’t bottom. He flushed at the idea that created in his mind.

  Tobias chuckled as he slid a second finger into Roland’s channel alongside the first. “Not normally, but the easiest and quickest way for a gargoyle to complete his bond with a male mate, is to be fucked by him,” he stated bluntly.

  Roland gasped, but not from hearing Tobias’ blunt explanation. The added stretch from the second finger was more than a little uncomfortable, sending a burning sensation through his butt. Tensing, Roland’s body clamped down on the invading digits.

  Sliding his fingers out a bit, then back in, Tobias urged, “Easy, Roland. Just relax. I got you.”

  Suddenly, Tobias touched something inside Roland’s channel that sent the most wonderful sparks shooting up his stalk. Goose bumps broke out over his groin. “Oh, more,” he cried.

  “You got it, little one,” Tobias growled, his lips curving into a self-satisfied smile as his eyes darkened to a stormy gray.

  Tobias started working that spot inside each time he thrust his fingers into him.

  Roland grabbed onto Tobias’ shoulders and hung on, panting hard. After several more hits to that spot, he couldn’t stay still any longer. He rocked backward wanting those fingers deeper, needing something more.

  “More,” Roland insisted.

  He wasn’t certain what he needed, but his body burned. His cock leaked, and the skin of his groin tingled.

  “I’ll give you what you need, my
mate,” Tobias growled. “Just one more finger. Don’t want to hurt you.”

  While Roland appreciated the gargoyle’s concern, he’d never felt fire like this surging through his body before. The tingles that had started in his groin had traveled up his chest. His nipples were hard nubs and actually hurt. Uncertain if that was normal, he lifted his hand to his own chest and touched one nipple, whimpering at the odd sting that seemed to shoot down his chest.

  “Ah, sensitive nipples,” Tobias murmured gruffly. “Good to know.” He skimmed the hand that had been resting on Roland’s hip up his body, skimming along his ribcage, sending prickles of sensation across his skin.

  Roland couldn’t stop rocking his hips, moving between the fingers filling his ass and the pressure of the gargoyle’s dick against his own. Groaning, he blurted, “Is that normal?”

  Tobias hummed. “Some are more responsive than others,” he murmured. Offering a smile that promised pleasure, he stated, “I appreciate a responsive lover.”

  Some emotion Roland didn’t recognize slammed through him and he snarled, “You’re mine!” He just kept himself from sinking his canines back into Tobias’ shoulder.

  “Yes,” Tobias purred. “I’m yours.”

  As he spoke, Tobias pinched one of Roland’s beaded nipples just as he slid a third finger into Roland’s ass and pegged that hot spot inside him. Between the man’s words and actions, all concerns about prior lovers fled. “What is that?” he whined. Sparks danced through his system, setting his blood on fire and making his body jolt in his lover’s grip.

  “That, my sweet little mate,” Tobias crooned. “Is your prostate.” He pegged that spot again. “It can bring you much pleasure. So can this,” he added, pinching and twisting his swollen nipple.

  Roland yowled as his dick jerked and spurted a dollop of pre-cum.

  “Mmm,” Tobias rumbled, releasing his nipple.

  Panting, his eyes wide, Roland watched Tobias reach down between them. Tobias swiped his thumb across the head of his dick and scooped up the bead of fluid. The touch across his sensitive head caused a groan to escape him. Then, he saw Tobias stick out his tongue and lick the fluid from his digit.

  Roland’s jaw sagged open.

  Tobias winked. “You taste delicious, little one.”

  Having never tasted himself, Roland couldn’t really say.

  “Now, my mate. I’m going to claim you,” Tobias stated.

  Roland thought the gargoyle’s voice sounded strained. He spotted the lines of tension in the gargoyle’s face, neck, and arms. Yet, as Tobias guided him up a bit and removed his fingers from his chute, his movements remained gentle.

  Without Tobias’ fingers in him, Roland’s channel felt empty. He clenched his hole and moaned. “Please,” he murmured. “Fill me.”

  Tobias growled low. “Hell, yeah.”

  Roland felt something press against his opening, something large and blunt. Swallowing hard, he gaped at Tobias. His gargoyle’s dick felt so huge pressing against his opening, but Roland felt so empty.

  “Push out for me, Roland,” Tobias urged. “Let me in.”

  Nodding, Roland did his best to obey. Taking a deep breath, he pushed out and pressed against Tobias’ shaft. After a few seconds, the head popped inside him. Pain shot through his ass. Gasping, he tensed.

  Tobias grunted. A strained expression crossed his face, but he still gave Roland a reassuring smile. “Take a deep breath and focus on relaxing,” Tobias urged. “Take your time. No rush.”

  Roland swallowed hard, struggling to obey. Forcing his lungs to take in first one slow deep breath, then another, he focused on relaxing his body. Roland knew he wanted this, wanted this gargoyle who’d come for him, whose scent filled his body with need.

  Fixing his gaze on Tobias, Roland pushed out again and sank down a bit on his lover’s dick. Gods above, I have a lover. Tobias wants me, even though I’m damaged. Wanting to please this gargoyle that wanted him no matter what, Roland began moving in earnest, rocking back and forth, slowly taking more and more of his lover’s cock. Sweat beaded at Roland’s temple and he panted hard, but his butt finally rested on Tobias’ thighs.

  Tobias’ hold on Roland’s hips tightened, holding him in place. “Stay still, little one,” he gasped out. “Gods above, you feel good.”

  Roland did as commanded. He stayed in place and breathed through the burn.

  Tobias kept one hand on Roland’s and rubbed his ribs lightly with the other. “So sexy,” he rumbled, moving his other hand higher. Tobias flicked his thumb claw over Roland’s nipple.

  Hissing, Roland’s body jerked. The large shaft spearing him jostled within the confines of his body and pressed against that spot inside him, sending bursts of pleasure through him. “Oh,” he gasped. The desire to move, to feel more of that, burned through him. He wriggled on Tobias’ lap, trying to get his lover’s erection to move over that spot again.

  “Ah, that’s the way to show me you’re ready,” Tobias growled. “Hands on my shoulders, Ro.”

  Roland obeyed the command, his thumb landing on the claiming mark. Rubbing over the healing wound, he resisted the urge to lean forward and lick it. Damn, he could hardly resist his cat’s instincts to lick, nip, and bite.

  Tobias’ large hands lifting him slowly yanked Roland’s attention back to his mate’s face. Well, crap, I’ve finally admitted it. His cat had known before he did.

  Meeting Roland’s gaze, Tobias held his ass several inches above his groin. He started thrusting slowly. Roland gasped at the friction to his inner muscles. Tingles worked from his channel through his groin. An odd sensation vibrated at the base of his spine.

  “Oh, more,” he pleaded. “Feels…feels good.”

  “This will make it even better,” Tobias assured.

  Tobias snapped his hips upward, driving his erection deep inside him. He hit Roland’s gland, tearing a moan from his throat. His jaw sagged open as sparks shot through his system.

  Tobias set up a quick, steady rhythm, driving into him over and over. Roland felt as if his entire body was on fire and his head lolled, his eyes sliding closed. Bliss blanketed his system. His orgasm broke over him like a wave on the sand. He howled as pulse after pulse of ecstasy coursed through his system.

  “So beautiful,” Tobias rumbled. “Yeah, grip my cock. Gonna make you mine, lynx. Gonna take care of you.”

  Roland managed to pry open his eyelids and peer at him. Holding Tobias’ gaze, he tilted his head and smiled, anticipation coursing through him. Tobias didn’t leave him waiting. The gargoyle pulled him close, burying his cock deep, leaned forward, and bit.

  Feeling Tobias’ sharp teeth sink into his skin, Roland opened his mouth to scream, but instead of pain, the fire of pleasure coursed through him. The sensations zinged straight to his groin and Roland found himself blindsided by a second orgasm.

  “Tobias!”

  His lover growled, sending vibrations through his shoulder and down his chest, making him tingle.

  Nice.

  Roland sagged against his lover’s chest, gasping, panting, struggling to catch his breath.

  When he’d given in to temptation and used the testosterone gel over and over, wanting to see some kind of response from his body, he never would have imagined this. He didn’t know if his lover was responding to his arousal or because he no longer thought he was broken. Except, Tobias had touched Roland’s empty sacks. He knew he wasn’t a whole man.

  What did that mean?

  Tobias growled low in his throat. “Whatever you’re thinking about, stop,” he ordered. Cupping Roland’s nape, Tobias forced him to tilt his head so he could look into his eyes. “Stop thinking so hard. We’re mates. We belong together. For better or worse. It’s you and me, Ro.”

  Sighing, Roland nuzzled Tobias’ neck. “Yeah,” he replied simply, uncertain what else to say. After losing Vane, he hadn’t had anyone to rely on for over twenty years. What would it be like to truly tr
ust another person?

  Tobias’ fingers wrapped around Roland’s penis. He looked down, gasping at the sight and feel of the gargoyle’s dark green hand stroking up and down his still hard dick.

  Damn, how can I still be hard?

  “I’d guess it’s a combination of overdosing and pheromones,” Tobias told him softly, making Roland realize he’d said his thought aloud. The gargoyle shifted his hips and his erection jostled and slid inside Roland’s chute. “See, little one. I’m still hard for you, too. The need to complete our bonding is a natural instinct.”

  Gasping as Tobias’ grip on his dick drove his arousal higher, Roland tried to process that. “S-so to soften, we need to complete our bond?”

  Tobias grinned, showing off plenty of teeth. “I’d like to see if that’ll do it. Unless you’d like me to take you to see the doc?”

  Snickering, Roland admitted, “I prefer trying option one first, please.”

  Chuckling, Tobias nodded. “Me, too.” Tobias wrapped his arms tightly around Roland and pushed forward, standing, easily carrying his weight.

  Roland squeaked and clung to his lover’s broad shoulders. The dick in his butt shifted and slid in and out just a bit with each of Tobias’ steps. Moaning at the exquisite ride, Roland mumbled, “Oh, holy crap. That feels good.” Rotating his hips a bit, he felt Tobias’ dick slide deeper with each step and an image of him coming just like this popped into his head. “Do you ever pace your office?”

  Tobias’ brow ridges shot up, his surprise evident. “Occasionally.” He stopped beside the bed, making Roland realize they’d reached the bedroom. “Why?”

  Fighting back a sigh of disappointment at the stimulation stopping, Roland admitted, “I bet I could come while you paced your office,” he murmured, his face heating at his admission. Still, for some reason, he couldn’t get the image out of his head or keep his tongue from continuing, “You’d walk back and forth, back and forth.” He groaned at his mental image. “I’d bounce up and down on your shaft until I came, marking you with my fluid.”