He was starting to latch onto some important points of our discussion, but as he opened his mouth, I pushed the front of his pants down. They were thicker than what I was used to seeing men sleep in but thinner than the sweatpants he’d found for me.
I leaned toward slacks and more structured clothing, but I had to admit a certain appreciation for easy-access clothing…and fascinating underwear that barely restrained his erection.
“Oh…” Wrapping my hand around his hard length turned his brain off completely. My sexy boy’s eyelids lowered and pleasure was the only thing he seemed to be feeling or thinking about. “More…please.”
“That’s my good boy. Such sweet manners.” I wasn’t sure I could’ve given him rougher words or anger, but luckily for both of us, praise and a sweet tone sparked every nerve ending in him. His cock jerked with just the soft touch, but rewarding him with a tighter grip had him almost drooling. “You’ve given me such a sexy cock. I’m going to have so much fun now that it belongs to me.”
But we had a deal, so I focused on his breathing and the way his body reacted to find just the right mix of pain and pleasure for him. Easing back and forth between approaching the limit and shifting toward a softer touch again, I slowly jerked him off, teasing over his slit with every stroke.
“I might go to bed holding it or wake you up in the middle of the night just to play with it because you’ve given it to me.” And I was going to find a hundred fun ways to drive him crazy with it. “It’s going to be relaxing to play with while we’re watching movies too.”
Something about the absurdity or just the sensations I was giving him had a spike of pleasure going through him, giving him the sexiest scent that filled the trailer. “Yours…it’s…”
“That’s right.” Giving him an innocent peck to his other cheek, I shifted my hold on his cock so I could focus on the head and right under his slit. “That means I get to play with it whenever I want, but are you going to try to play with it?”
His head started to shake before his brain processed what I was saying because I could see the moment it hit him. He whined and pouted, but pressing slightly harder got a wonderful moan and he went back to being beautifully brainless. “No…you…just…that’s…”
I was pretty sure he was trying to say “that’s amazing” but I’d found just the right spot to light the fuse for his explosion. It would’ve been too much sensation for me, but Henley started to shake as I kept up the focused pleasure.
“That’s right. It belongs to me and I’m the only one who gets to play with it.” Letting him hear the possession in my voice, I didn’t try to hide what knowing he was mine did to me. “All that pleasure belongs to me. Let me see how good it feels. Come for me, my mate.”
Every muscle felt like it was twitching and he was shaking in my arms as his cock started to throb. His mouth opened in a silent moan as one last firm tug to his oversensitive organ had his orgasm exploding out of him.
He held nothing back as he came and finally cried out as I kept dragging the pleasure out of him. My sweet mate bucked against me, not sure if he wanted to fuck himself into my tightgrip or pull against it to get even more of the painful sensations he seemed to love.
Doing my best to drag out his orgasm as long as possible, I kept playing with him until he couldn’t stay hard any longer and he collapsed onto me. Every muscle in him went boneless at the same time and he gave me one last shiver before he didn’t seem to feel anything any longer.
The internet described it as subspace and I could see how his body probably felt weightless and like he was flying. My favorite part was how heavy and grounded he felt against me, though. If he was flying, he anchored me to the ground and that was one of the best feelings I could ever imagine.
CHAPTER 23
HENLEY
Reality came back slowlyand for a moment the familiar weight pinning me down on the bed had me imagining my more interesting murder kitty lying on me. It wasn’t until I tried to move and he did that wonderful rumbling purr that my brain caught up with the situation.
Blaine.
My mate was shifted and stretched diagonally out over me with the front of his body on my bare chest and the rest of him down my legs and on the bed. He looked perfectly content, eyes closed and his nose almost twitching to take in my scent.
My scents…because there seemed to be a variety of them based on what he’d said.
To me that meant there was no way he didn’t understand how much I liked his current position, so I ignored it and focused on snuggling with my mate. Yep. We were just going to call it snuggling, so I closed my eyes again and started petting his back paw with my hand since it was the only part I could move.
Just snuggling with my mate.
Blaine must’ve realized I wasn’t going to put up a fuss or be ridiculous because his purr got deeper and sent something like pleasure vibrating through me. It was the most peaceful I’d feltin days and not just because my mate had given me an amazing orgasm.
I was hoping I could return the favor soon, but for the time being, I just let his weight and the low vibrations settle something in me.
“I didn’t realize how stressed I felt until it was gone.” I probably should have but it snuck up on me and kept getting worse. “It started out small like just a bit of anxiety about the future.”
Blaine lifted his head and licked my cheek before settling back on top of me. The familiar gesture made me smile and made me realize how long it’d been since he’d shifted. “This was a good idea.”
For a variety of reasons.
“The negative feelings just kept getting stronger. I wasn’t consciously trying to hide it from you. I think…it just felt unreasonable and like it would be stupid to complain about. Then just the idea of leaving the trailer felt terrible.” There was no rational way to tell a new partner that hiding in the house and never leaving sounded like a wonderful plan.
His huff said he wouldn’t agree with that, so keeping it to myself felt like the best idea. “I promise if I start feeling unreasonable again I will tell you first thing. I’m also going to tell you when I start getting upset or nervous even if it feels like there is a perfectly good reason for the emotion.”