Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 72944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
My mental debate about how far I could push him was ping-ponging back and forth at a maddening pace, but I tried not to let him hear it in my voice as I dispensed some of the bodywash. “Every time you laughed, you’d clench around me and try to make me come. I should punish you for that.”
Starting high on his ass, I ran my soap-slicked hands up his back and down over his hips to tease the sensitive seam. When he whined and shifted his legs further apart to give me better access to his cock, I moved them back around to his ass and teased my fingers down the center. “I could feel every giggle and every cry.”
Gently caressing around his hole, I eased one finger inside to make sure he wouldn’t feel uncomfortable enough to get distracted later. Sometimes it was fun to watch him squirm and remember being fucked, but I was hoping he’d find his little headspace. That meant clean and no distractions.
“Clench. Let me feel it again.” He groaned, pretending to be embarrassed but he tightened around me and rocked his hips to fuck himself. “That’s right. You felt so good around me.”
Gently thrusting in and out, I kept up the slow love making as he relaxed and his grumbling turned to deep breaths. When it was clear he was finding it almost hypnotic, I continued easing in and out of him as I used my other hand to caress over his back.
He was technically going to end up clean, but it was a slow, slightly roundabout process. There was no reason to rush, though, especially since Ashton was still trying to figure out how to answer my questions.
It took a while, but eventually he let out a deep breath and stretched his back, clenching around me again. “Have you…have you thought about doing that?”
Hoping we were both on the same page, I leaned over and kissed his neck. “Yes, but mostly in a how do I feel about it kind of way as I was doing research. The diapers are technically more of my thing, but I can see how sexy it would be to mark a sub.”
Ashton was very quiet and hadn’t moved, but he wasn’t giving off a worried vibe either. So I took that as my sign to keep rambling and see if it jogged any words loose on his end. “It’s almost animalistic and rough. Claiming.”
Hmm.
“Like in one of your shifter books.” Licking down his neck, I nibbled right at the base where I knew it’d send shivers through him. “Haven’t there been any wolf shifter books where the alpha marks his omega mate like that?”
Ashton had spent an ungodly amount of time explaining that the dynamics in those books weren’t like real life packs…mostly because they’d end up with a lot of incest that way since real wolves in packs were all related…but I understood enough of the usual behaviors to question how kinky they got.
“No.” His reply was shocked but his body was turned on. “That’s…authors don’t…that’s not a kink in those kinds of books.”
Why?
Dogs would do it under ridiculous circumstances that my cousin swore me to secrecy over…evidently if a husband marked his wife and the dog decided he didn’t appreciate that he’d fix the situation and mark her too…so why couldn’t it go in a book?
“It should be.” Nibbling again, I kept up the too-gentle finger fucking that seemed to be relaxing and slightly distracting to him. “The alpha finds his mate. The obsession. The drive to claim them.”
I’d read over his shoulder enough to know that some of those scenes were spicy as fuck.
“Yeah, he’s going to knot his mate, but before they get to that point, he’s got to mark them…show everyone who they belong to…show the omega how much the alpha wants him.” I was right about it. Authors clearly just hadn’t gotten the memo yet.
“Micha that’s…” Still shocking to my dirty nut. “No one writes that.”
Bullshit.
“You just haven’t found it yet.” As the pad of my finger brushed over his prostate, I stopped fucking him and started making slow circles over his sensitive gland. If I played with him right, he’d have another dry orgasm and his brain would completely stop working “If you were a wicked, needy omega, you’d want to be marked and claimed…shown off so everyone in the pack knew you belonged to the alpha.”
Ashton would be a pain-in-the-ass mate, but I could see an alpha loving that. He’d spend half his time getting to punish Ashton for driving everyone insane.
That would definitely get him marked in a variety of ways.
“I…they’d know.” His ass tightened around my finger as he rocked and tried to get me to fuck him again. “They’d know what he did.”
Yeah, he was still shocked but his body was having other reactions to the very logical idea.