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)
“They’d know he marked his mate. They’d know how serious he was about you and how he wasn’t going to wait long to claim you…to knot you.” Shit. Now I was going to have to go buy one of those knotting dildos.
Our discretionary income fund was going to the most imaginative shit lately.
“He’d take you out into the woods, kissing you and running his hands over you.” Doing my best to keep Ashton pinned in place so he couldn’t fuck my finger and overstimulate himself, I ran my other hand around to his chest, slowly going lower. “He’d brace your hands against a tree and start kissing and nibbling on your neck.”
Ashton sucked in a breath as I used my own teeth to show him how his shifter would feel. “He…he’s going to mark me.”
Ha.
I was smart enough to understand that cue and nibbled lower until I was right at his shoulder again. But that time, as I let my teeth scrape over his neck, I wrapped my lips around him and sucked on his skin.
My naughty boy wanted a hickey.
But since hickeys showing at work got questions he didn’t like answering, I made sure it was low enough his collar would cover it up.
Oh yes.
“I…you…” Whatever Ashton tried to say was lost as he moaned and his entire body seemed to clench at the same time, and the more I sucked, the more he writhed against me. It only got more desperate as I wrapped my hand loosely around his dick and gently caressed right under the head with the pad of my finger.
By the time I’d released his neck, leaving a sexy mark to show the world he belonged to his alpha, he was shaking and the sensations that’d started out almost soothing were now driving him insane. “I…you have to…it’s…”
Right on the edge of being too much.
“You’re my omega.” Doing my best to remember the bits and pieces he’d shown me, I aimed for tender asshole with an ownership complex. “You know what I need…let me hear you beg, pet. You’re my sweet omega. You know what I need.”
Would he do it?
There were a thousand ways we could end the scene and they’d all be erotic and fun, but I wanted to hear where Ashton’s curious mind had taken it. His imagination was a hundred times more vivid than mine, so I knew wherever it’d gone it was amazing.
And dirty.
“Mark me.” The desperation in his voice was one of the sexiest things I’d ever heard, but I knew it was because he was beyond ready to come. “I’m yours. Mark me. Please.”
Going back to his neck, I bit down on the tender skin I’d just bruised and pinched the head of his cock as I released my bladder. He inhaled sharply, but with the pain flashing through him, all it took was one rough thrust against his prostate to throw him over the edge into a dry orgasm that racked his body.
He was thoroughly marked by the time he’d stopped shaking and his sounds had gone from desperate cries to soft moans, but I hadn’t consumed nearly as much liquid as him and I’d used the bathroom before we started. Still, it’d been enough for his brain to fill in the gaps and help him imagine the rest of the fantasy.
Ashton was damned near boneless as he pushed off the wall and fell back into me, knowing I’d catch him, but the way his muscles were twitching said he’d exhausted himself. “That was so weird…why isn’t that in shifter books? Wolves with human brains would definitely do that.”
Chuckling, I shrugged and gently moved him down until we were sitting on the floor. I couldn’t trust his legs and couldn’t hold him up and wash him at the same time. “That’s a good question. I told you it should be in a book.”
Nodding slowly, Ashton’s brain didn’t seem to be working at even half speed any longer because he just bobbed his head for several long moments before words came out. “I…I liked the fantasy…but…but I don’t think I want you to just randomly piss on me. That would be weird.”
He was adorable.
“Got it.” Kissing his forehead, I stood and repositioned the spray so it was gently hitting his legs. “I will not surprise you with that in any kind of regular scene at home and we’ll talk about more shifter scenes or something like that.”
I’d done better than I thought with that kind of fantasy, so doing something like that again wasn’t sounding too stressful.
“You’d…” Blinking slowly, he glanced around. “I need my toy.”
Okay.
We were moving toward little time faster than I’d expected. “Clean boy gets a clean quiet toy, but we’ll hurry.”
That had his head doing a slow circle that probably meant he thought he was nodding, so I gave him a quick peck and got more bodywash. “Once you’re dressed and have your toy, do you want to go sit down and have a bottle?”