by Ezra Dawn
I’m actually surprised they sold it, but then again with paranormals known to the world and big cities creating park areas specifically for shifters there isn’t much need for someone living in Florida to keep a bunch of forest property. Their loss, my gain..
Tripping over a tree root, I stumble a few steps but manage to remain upright. Cosmo giggles and I shoot him a mock glare. “Hush. You saw nothing, little sprite.”
Cosmo taps a finger against his chin and adopts a thoughtful expression. “So, you’re saying I didn’t see a big bear of a man trip over a tiny tree root?”
Snorting, I grumble, “It wasn’t tiny…”
He bats his pretty green eyes at me and says, “But, I did see it and it was tiny.”
Covering his mouth with my hand I say, “Shh… don’t tell lies, little sprite. You saw nothing.”
Cosmo licks my palm and I jerk my hand back making him double over with laughter. “You should,” he wheezes, “see your face!”
Narrowing my eyes at him, I say, “You’re going to pay for that.”
Cosmo sticks his tongue out at me and says, “Ooh… I’m so scared.”
Grinning ferally, I say, “You should be,” then pick him up in a fireman’s carry and continue walking spanking his ass intermittently for the rest of the trip to our destination.
By the time we get to where we’re going, my ass is on fire and I’m painfully hard. I’ll have to tease my mate more often if that’s the reaction I get. I’m a total slut for a good spanking and Con certainly delivered on that. Con bends down so I slide off his shoulder onto my feet then takes my hand and leads me into a clearing in the center of a bunch of trees. There’s a stream up ahead and I close my eyes, enjoying the sound of the flowing water. Hearing the snap of a blanket as it’s unfurled from a folded position, I open my eyes and see Con in front of me laying a large blanket on the ground.
“Where were you hiding that?”
He turns to me with a serious expression on his face and says, “in my pants,” making me laugh.
“I actually come out here a lot when I have time so, I keep this blanket in a waterproof bag tucked in the hole at the base of that tree over there.”
Walking over to the blanket, I stop at the edge where Con is flattening out the corners and say, “Good. For a moment there I was actually worried that I was wrong about what you’re packing.”
With a grin and a raised eyebrow, he asks, “You talking about my gun? Because that thing goes everywhere with me.”
Eyeing his crotch -I’m definitely not wrong about what he’s packing-, I say, “Oh, I’m sure it does, Grizz. I’m sure it does.”
Con laughs and takes my hand pulling me down until we’re lying on the blanket together. He’s laughed and smiled more with me than I’ve ever seen him before. Not that I’ve been able to see much because we hardly associated with one another for the past ten years and the only experiences I have to compare today to are the mornings where I’d greet him and he’d ignore me or simply nod in acknowledgement before leaving.
Smiling at Con, I run a finger down his cheek and say, “I like it when you smile.”
“You make me want to. For the longest time I didn’t have much to smile about and then you came into my life. It’s only been a day, but I feel like I’ve known you forever.”
“Well, if you want to get technical, you have known me maybe not for forever, but for ten years at least.”
He chuckles and says, “You know what I meant.”
I nod. “I do know. I feel the same way.”
“I’m glad.”
Leaning forward, I press my lips to his to keep him from saying anything else. We came out here for a reason and I for one would love to get to that. I’ve had enough of talking… for now at least. Taking the hint for what it is, Con wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me in until we’re flush against one another. When his tongue traces the seam of my lips, I immediately open for him. Draping a leg over his hip, I scoot closer moaning into his mouth when his jean-covered cock presses against mine.
Con pulls away and growls, “If you don’t want to walk back to the truck naked, I suggest you get those clothes off before I tear them off you.”
Grinning, I sit up and take my shirt off while Con does the same. “We’ll revisit the clothes ripping another time, okay, Grizz?”
“Whatever you say, little sprite.”
Unbuttoning my shorts, I flop onto my back and lift my hips so, I can push them down. Con pulls a couple single use packets of lube from his jeans pocket before kicking them off. The sight of his cock has my mouth watering. It’s long and thick and I can’t wait to feel it inside me. Sometime soon, I’ll explore that monster in great detail with my tongue.
As soon as we’re both naked, we’re on each other, kissing and touching any skin within reach. Con settles between my legs and after a lingering kiss to the lips moves his kisses south until he reaches my cock. I’m harder than I’ve ever been and on the verge of losing control just from this small amount of foreplay. Thankfully, it seems Con is in a similar state because he ignores my cock and reaches for a packet of lube. I watch as he tears it open and pours the contents onto his fingers.
Con’s whiskey colored eyes glow letting me know his bear is close to the surface. He’s barely hanging on to his control. I can see it. Our claiming will definitely go quickly but, we have the rest of our lives to go slow and explore each other’s bodies. I can’t wait. Con slips a finger inside me and spreads the lube around. A second finger soon joins the first and I relish the slight burn that accompanies it. By the time he inserts a third finger, I’m a writhing mess of arousal.
When he goes to add a fourth, I growl, “That’s enough. I’m ready.”
Con looks up at me and asks, “Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. I like the burn. Please fuck me. Claim me. I need you to.”
Con smiles and moves into position. “Whatever you want, I’ll happily give it to you.”
“I want you to put that monster cock of yours to use and fuck me.”
Con laughs but finally pushes inside albeit a lot slower than I’d like. My growl of frustration has him laughing harder. “Patience, my feisty little sprite.”
“Screw patience. I’ll be patient when I’m dead. Fuck me now, damnit, or I’ll go home get the biggest dildo I can find and fuck myself with it.”
His eyes heat and he growls, “You’ll have no other cock inside you that isn’t mine or silicone unless I’m there to watch.” He punctuates that statement with a hard thrust that has me gasping.
“Whatever you want, Grizz, it’s yours.”
“All I want is you.”
“Then have me.”
Con grins mischievously. “Oh, I plan to.”
With that, he begins thrusting in earnest setting a punishing rhythm that has me moaning like a wanton slut and is sure to send me over the edge in a matter of minutes. “Yes, Grizz, yes! Right there. Fuck.”
Con growls. “You feel so good, little sprite. So tight and hot I never want to leave.”
“The feeling is… ah… mutual, Grizz. So… ah… damn… mutual.”
His next thrust pegs my prostate and I curse. “Fucking hell, Grizz, I… Jesus… love your monster cock.”
Con kisses me and says teasingly, “So glad you approve.”
“Oh… I… ah… do. So… much… yes!”
One more perfect thrust and I’m a goner. The force of my orgasm completely blindsides me. It hits so hard I see stars. Con’s thrusts become erratic as he gets closer to an orgasm of his own. Seeing his shifted teeth peeking from his lips I tilt my head to the side in invitation. Con smiles at me before he strikes, sinking his teeth into my neck claiming me as his. The bite sends arousal surging through me and a second orgasm hits me out of nowhere. This time I don’t see stars… no, I see the whole fucking galaxy, planets and all. I barely register Con coming before my labored breathing catches up to me and my world goes black.<
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When I wake it’s to find myself resting my head on Con’s chest while he runs his fingers through my hair. The sun is still shining so, I haven’t been out for long. Con kisses the top of my head and says, “Welcome back, little sprite.”
Looking up at him I see the smug yet happy expression on his face. “Good to be back, Grizz.”
“How are you feeling?”
“Perfectly fine, why?”
Con waggles his eyebrows and waves an empty packet of lube at me. “It’s your turn to claim me. I needed to know you’re up to the task, or did I completely wear you out?”
Looking down at my now hard cock, I say, “I’m definitely up for it.”
Con laughs then puts his hands under my arms and lifts me until I’m lying on top of him completely. Once he spreads his legs, I move into position. I know he prepped himself already but, I still slip a few fingers inside him to make sure. While my cock isn’t as large as his, it’s not exactly small either and I don’t want to hurt him. I’m shorter than he is by at least a foot so, this position won’t work when I need to bite him unless I put the mark on his chest. My cat half doesn’t like that idea. Frankly, I don’t either. I want the world to know he’s claimed. Which means, when the time comes to bite him, we’ll have to change positions.
With that thought in mind, I slowly push inside him then pull out and push back in gradually picking up the pace until I’m thrusting into him fast and hard eliciting the sexiest sounding moans from him. I love the way pleasure looks on his face. Gone is the stoicism he’s known for and in its place is flushed cheeks, lust-filled eyes, and a smile so wide it makes me want to see it often.
When I start pegging his prostate his moans of, ‘Oh fuck,’ ‘yes,’ ‘right there’ and ‘harder’ spur me on. A few thrusts later, he calls out my name as he paints our chest with his seed. The coloring around me changes as my eyes shift to those of my cat half and a familiar tingle in my spine signals my own impending release. Sliding an arm under Con’s back, I roll us so he’s in a position to ride me and sit up. He’ll still have to lean down so I can reach his neck to mark him but, this position will make doing so more comfortable for him.
Con takes my face between his hands and kisses me hard, tangling our tongues for a moment before pulling away and leaning down. He wraps his arms around my shoulders hugging me to him then turns his head to the side and I let instinct take over. Sinking my teeth into his neck, I smile around the wound when he shouts my name as he comes again. The clenching of his chute muscles around me sends me over the edge and I empty myself inside him. Taking a couple sips of his blood, I retract my teeth and seal the wound closed. Kissing it, I say, “You’re mine now, Grizz. Forever.”
Con slumps against me and I can feel how happy he is through our bond when he says, “Forever sounds wonderful, little sprite. Eternity sounds better though.”
“That it does, Grizz. That it does. Are you ready to head back?”
Con shakes his head and hugs me tighter. “No. Let’s stay just like this for a little while longer.”
I like being held by you.
Hearing his voice in my head has me smiling. Seems my big bear of a mate has a sweet cuddly side. I like it. The thought that follows on the heels of his voice in my head has the smile dropping from my face.
I’ve never been held by anyone except my brothers before.
Hugging him tight through the brief flashes of his childhood that enter my mind, I kiss his shoulder and reply through our link.
I’ll hold you anytime you like.
Con leans away and looks down at me. “You’d really do that for me? Whenever I wanted? No questions asked?”
I nod. “Absolutely. We’re mates and I like holding you as much as you like being held by me.”
Con smiles so wide it lights up his whole face. “How’d I get so lucky?”
“I’ve been asking myself that same question since yesterday. Personally, I don’t care how we got this lucky, I’m just damn happy we did.”
“Me too, little sprite. Me too.”
So, this is what true happiness feels like. It’s a warm fuzzy feeling that fills every part of me and has me realizing how cold my world was before. One thing is certain, I never want to go back to how my life used to be. And I’ll never have to. Now that Cosmo and I are bonded I doubt I’ll ever be unhappy again. Cosmo is joy personified and he’s sure to keep me on my toes for centuries to come. I wouldn’t have it any other way. We’ve been laying on the blanket cuddling and talking about little things like favorite foods and colors for hours. The sun is starting to set now and when both of our stomachs growl, I know it’s time for us to go home.
After cleaning up in the stream, Cosmo and I dress then I ball up the blanket with the empty lube packets inside and tuck it under my arm. Walking over to the tree, I grab the waterproof bag and tuck it under my arm with the blanket. The blanket will need to be washed and the waterproof bag will serve as a reminder to bring a new blanket the next time we come out here. Once I have everything, I return to Cosmo’s side, take his hand and walk with him back to the lake where we repack the cooler with the empty containers from lunch before heading back to the truck. The construction crew is done for the day so, the driveway is empty of their company vehicles.
I place the cooler and the bundle under my arm in the back floorboard after helping Cosmo into the truck. He easily could’ve climbed in himself but, I like having an excuse to touch him. I can already tell it’ll be hard to keep my hands to myself whenever he’s around. Not that I want to but sometimes it’ll be necessary. I’m sure he wouldn’t want to be mauled in front of a room full of people if we’re out somewhere.
Climbing into the truck, I start the engine and turn towards our temporary home. Temporary because this house will be finished soon. Resting my arm on the center console, I link my fingers with Cosmo’s. The ride home is quiet but, it’s not awkward. When we pull up to the house Cosmo says, “What the fuck?”
Following his gaze, I see his house is lit up like a Christmas tree and his front door is wide open. Pulling into the garage, I say, “Stay here. I’m going to go check things out.”
Cosmo shakes his head. “No way. I’m coming with you.”
“Little sprite, please. Stay here. We don’t know what’s going on. I need to make sure you’re safe. Call the police and report the break in. Tell them there’s a plain clothes officer on scene. Okay?”
Cosmo sighs and nods. “Okay,” then he pulls out his phone and dials nine-one-one.
Kissing his cheek, I say, “I’ll be right back,” and grab my gun from under the seat before hopping out of the truck. Opening the garage door slightly, I slip under it then close it down again. Walking over to Cosmo’s house, I keep my gun drawn as I make my way up the front steps. Inside, there’s a crashing sound that’s followed by a man shouting, “Where’d you go?”
It’s obvious his stalker is pissed that Cosmo has disappeared on him. Peeking around the door, I don’t see him in the living area so, I enter the house. The scent of snake shifter hits me in the face. Seems he was so enraged he forgot to use scent blockers like he did in the salon.
Following the sounds of destruction, I make my way down the hall to where I assume Cosmo’s bedroom is. Keeping my back to the wall, I peek into the room through the door that’s slightly ajar. The man has stopped his destructive tirade and is jabbing at a tablet. His back is to me so, I have a perfect view of him bringing up what looks like a security feed. As he views footage of Cosmo packing all his things in a hurry then dragging them out of the house he snarls. “Damnit! I knew I should’ve put cameras at the back of the house that had a view of everything instead of just the door itself.”
Seems my theory on the hidden cameras was right.
The stalker exits the security footage and pulls up GPS information. When he sees the pin that must be Cosmo’s car at his parents’ house, he types something else into his security app and pulls up camera views of Cosmo’s parents�
� house. What the fuck? How does he have access to that? Once the security footage of Cosmo’s parents’ house reveals that Cosmo isn’t there, the stalker throws the tablet across the room and screams. “God damn it! Where did you go?”
Deciding it’s time to make my presence known, I push the door open and say, “Coral Key Police, put your hands in the air.”
The stalker slowly turns around and narrows his eyes at me. “Well if it isn’t Mr. Hot Cop Neighbor. The one my Cosmo likes to masturbate to pictures of.”
That would be sexy to see but, I can’t think about that right now. Gritting my teeth to stop myself from shouting ‘Cosmo isn’t yours,’ I repeat, “Put your hands up. You’re under arrest for breaking and entering, destruction of property, unauthorized installation and use of hidden cameras, vandalism, hacking, stalking, intimidation, and pretty much anything else I can come up with that fits what you’ve done.”
Completely ignoring everything I’ve said, the man steps forward his eyes narrowing further and asks, “Do you know where my Cosmo is? I know you’re the one who answered his nine-one-one call this morning. Maybe he told you where he was going. Or you hid him somewhere. Am I right? Is that what you did?”
His eyes shift and a forked tongue slips between his lips as he scents for the truth in whatever I might say. Since I can’t lie, I keep my mouth shut and once again repeat, “Put your hands up.”
He steps closer and says, “Ssso, you do know.”
His tongue is still forked making his words sound creepy as hell. Suddenly, his expression changes from suspicious to one of malicious hate and anger and I know he must’ve caught the scent of sex and Cosmo that still clings to my skin because I didn’t completely wash it away in the stream. “You bassstard! You touched my Cosssmo! He isssn’t yoursss!”