Page 28 of Selkie AU: Beyond the Storm

“Are you alright?” I asked, leaning over him to place a soft kiss on his temple.

Milo’s arms looped around my neck. “I’m perfect.”

“Yeah,” I sighed. “You are.”

He giggled, nuzzling his nose into the skin under my beard.

“We need to shower.”

Milo grumbled unhappily in response.

I chuckled. “We made a mess, Milo.”

“Good. Let’s make more mess,” he said, but his voice was already sounding sleepy again.

I tried to pull back, but his arms remained firmly locked around me.

I’d just bring him with me, then.

With a grunt, I stood, grasping Milo’s hips as I pulled him up. He accepted the position immediately, locking his legs around me and snuggling in closer. So clingy.

I carried him to the shower, starting the water, but Milo still refused to let go, even as I stepped in under the spray.

“You have to get down so I can clean you up properly.”

He shook his head, snuggling in closer.

“Milo…” I tapped his ass firmly.

He gasped and wriggled against me, and I hummed as I felt the glide of his cock against my stomach. Christ, he really was some kind of insatiable sex demon.

“Milo,” I groaned as his lips locked onto my neck, sucking hard.

I didtryto wash up, as much as the position allowed, but Milo was intent on trying to seduce me again, biting harder as his claws dug into my back until I pushed him up against the shower wall.

His fingers dipped between us, seeking my dick and finding it desperately trying to get hard for him again.

Selkie magic. It had to be. There was no other explanation for how his touch had me rock hard again so soon after I’d come. He angled my length up to his slit and worked his hips until he managed to impale himself on it. Fuck, how was he still so tight?

I fucked him in short, hard strokes against the tiles as the heated shower water cascaded down my back. He gasped and panted, but didn’t make any sounds like he had in the bedroom.

I pulled back to look at him, briefly concerned, before I realized he didn’t have his seal coat. His voice, as he’d told me. The deep blush and expression on his face, though, told me that he didn’t mind at all.

Milo’s hands gripped my face and pulled until my lips crashed against his. One of his heels kicked into me, trying to spur me back into motion.

I gave him what he wanted, groaning into his mouth as I fucked him hard enough to knock the air out of him. He fucking loved it. His tight passage clenched and pulsed around me as if he was trying to pull me in deeper.

He was dangerous. I’d fucked up by giving in to this, but it was too late now. Milo had me right where he wanted me and I couldn’t bring myself to put a stop to it.

When I came, it was hard enough to leave me lightheaded, and Milo followed me over the edge, making a mess of my stomach with his cock, and my dick and balls with his slick.

He still didn’t want to let me go and be set down on his own two feet, but I managed to untangle myself eventually. He pouted, but it quickly turned into a satisfied smile as I reached for the soap and washed him. Then I washed his hair with my shampoo, gently massaging it through the soft white strands, and he closed his eyes in bliss.

When we were clean, I turned the water off and attempted to wrap him in a towel, but he pulled a face and pushed it away from him and jumped up onto me, leaving me to either catch him or have us both fall over. I stumbled but caught him.

Water dripped as I carried him out of the bathroom, over to his blankets in front of the fire so he could dry off there instead. That seemed much more agreeable, and he stretched out happily as I added in firewood and built it up again to keep him warm. Then I went back to the bedroom to get his coat for him.

He was already asleep when I came back, so I laid it next to him, then went to strip the sheets off the bed so I could wash them.