“Fine, yes. Now do it,please.”
It took a little pressure before the head pushed inside, and Milo immediately moaned. “Yes. More.”
“Fuuuck.” I panted. He was so hot and tight, it felt like my dick was melting into pure pleasure.
“Oh shit. Fuck. You’re so big!”
I stopped halfway inside him. “Do you want me to stop?”
“Fuck no! I need all of it. Please, Rowan. Please please please, ah!”
His pleading turned into a strangled moan as I pushed fully inside. For a moment, he struggled to breathe, and I kissed the side of his sweaty temple as I remained still, letting him adjust.
His channel twitched and tightened around me in steady pulses, and it took a surprising amount of willpower not to come from that sensation alone. I wouldn’t last long. It had been so long since I’d had sex, but even if it hadn’t, nothing had ever felt as good as Milo.
When he could pull in a breath again, he raked his claws down my back as he angled his hips up into me, trying to spur me into motion.
I braced a hand on either side of him, over the seal coat he was lying on top of, and Ifuckedhim.
Milo was loud. Every thrust into his slick body made him gasp or moan in pleasure. I wasn’t quiet either, deep grunts leaving me every time my balls slapped against his ass. Slick squelchingcame from between us, his wetness pouring out of him and coating me and the sheets beneath him.
Fuck. So fucking hot.
“Mmm, M-Milo. Fuck. I’m gonna—mmm.”
He nodded frantically, one hand grasping the back of my neck as he yanked me down to steal my lips in a bruising kiss. “Inside,” he panted.
I couldn’t stop myself anymore. My thrusts increased rapidly, once, twice, three times, then I pushed my hips forward as deep as I could physically get inside him as I came harder than I ever had before.
He sobbed as he followed me over the edge, his pleasure gushing out of his dick and his channel, making a complete mess.
I panted as I tried to catch my breath, waves of bliss rippling over me as my vision blurred.
Milo kissed me again, softer, sweeter. Then I pulled out of him and collapsed on the bed beside him as the last of my strength faded with my consciousness.
13
Milo
There was no doubt in my mind, body, or soul that Rowan was my mate. He could take all the time he needed to come to terms with that fact, but it was undeniably true. Why else would mating with him last night have been the single greatest experience of my entire life?
He filled me more than I ever thought possible, taking up every single space in my body until I was so, so full. I was certain it wouldn’t take long for the goddess to acknowledge our bond, and grant us her blessing so I could go into heat and get started on having Rowan’s pups.
How many would he want? Selkies were social creatures, so at least three or four would be best. More if he’d be willing.
All selkies had white hair like mine, no matter the tone of their skin, but I wondered if our pups might have lovely fire-colored hair like him. I hoped so. That would beadorable.
I nearly squealed as I kicked my feet before I remembered Rowan was still sleeping beside me and had to calm myself down.
He looked grumpy, even in his sleep. It was so cute. I shuffled closer again.
He’d fallen asleep right away, leaving the light on. It meant I got to stare at him for ages before I fell asleep too, and that I could stare at him some more now as I waited for him to wake up.
I was getting impatient, though. I wanted him to wake up. I wanted us to do it again. And again. And again. For the whole day. Maybe with some short breaks so he could cook us food in between.
But he wasn’t leaving this bed until he mated with me at least once more first.
Unable to hold myself back anymore, I poked at his cheek. When he didn’t wake up, I did it again. Then squished his face in my fingers until his lips stuck out.