Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85616 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85616 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
I didn’t need any more encouragement. I reached between us and stroked myself, spreading my pre-cum up and down, making me slick enough to slide inside of Dylan. I already knew his body was ready. Knew that he was as hungry for this as I was.
I looked down and admired how fucking sexy he was, and how hot having my cock against his ass was.
Two men. Completely into each other. Surrounded by nature. Wanting nothing but each other.
I pushed forward and was overwhelmed by the silky soft heat that encased me. I let out a hiss of pleasure, going slow at first, letting him grow accustomed to me. I wasn’t as big as he was, but that didn’t mean I could just plunge in without any restraint.
It didn’t take long at all for him to take my entire size, though.
“Fuck, fuck.” I leaned forward, losing myself inside of him. I could tell the pain—if any—had subsided by the way he was moaning and pushing back on me. “You ok?”
“Better than ok,” he groaned, clawing at the bark of the tree.
“You know you’re my good boy right? And this hole is all mine, right?”
“Yes, I do, oh fuck, I’m your good boy. Oh fuuuck.”
“Yeah you are, baby.”
I started to fuck him. Hard and fast at first but then I slowed. Savoring every inch. Sliding deep inside, nearly out, back inside. Slow. Soft.
Birds chirped their morning songs. The forest was coming alive. My soul was coming undone, threaded in and through Dylan’s. With every thrust, every breath, we drew closer and closer. More intertwined. More destined.
The words fell from my lips as naturally as the breath pushed out of my lungs.
“I love you,” I said to him, thrusting deep, holding myself there. “I love you, Dylan. You complete me.”
Dylan was frozen for a moment. Then he craned his neck, looked back at me with a smile spread across his face and his pointed ears twitching. “I’ve loved you since fate made you mine.” He kissed me, our tongues dancing while I stayed buried inside him.
I started to grind my hips again. Keeping the slow tempo, enjoying the kiss.
Was this the feeling Dylan had been talking about from the start? That undeniable and bone-deep assurance that you were with your person?
He bit my bottom lip before breaking the kiss, hands still on the tree. “So,” he said as I slowly pulled back. “You said something about come-pleting me? To, like, completion?”
I couldn’t hold back the chuckle. Another reason why we were perfect for each other. If you could find someone you could laugh with while you were balls deep inside them, then you likely found a winner.
“Yeah, I think that’s what I said.” I put a hand on his lower back and reached up with my other hand to grip the back of his neck. His favorite spot. And judging by the tremble that coursed through his body, a spot that had him reaching cloud nine.
I massaged at the spot as I thrust into him, continuing to fuck him. Hard, now. Harder. Faster. The soft moment was over, replaced by the feral fires that crackled in both of our cores.
“Where do you want me to come?” I asked, feeling myself getting close.
“Inside. Give it to me.”
I pounded into him harder, watching my cock disappear inside his tight, warm hole. He let go of the tree and started to jerk himself off. My grip around the back of his neck got tighter. His skin turned pink, his groans grew louder, louder, louder.
“I’m gonna—” Couldn’t even finish. I exploded inside him. My body spasmed then stilled as I pumped him full of my cum. He exclaimed the same way I had. His cum splattered loudly in the leaves and dirt beneath him. His hole clenched with each shot, making my eyes roll to the back of my skull and my clawed toes dig into the ground.
“Gah damn,” Dylan said, completely out of breath. I stepped back, pulling myself out of him with a wet pop. Cum dripped out and down his leg. It was so fucking hot. “Wow.”
“Wow,” I echoed him. My mind was scrambled, as were my eggs. He’d turned me inside out tonight. Exposed the deepest parts of me while I explored his. I’d told him I loved him. I meant it, I’d been meaning to say it for a while but always came up with some new excuse or listened to some silly fear.
I kissed him, holding him. Our bodies were quickly returning to normal. Both of us no longer had claws, and the additional hair across our bodies was disappearing.
Dylan kissed me again, his hand on my ass. We fit so perfectly together. Just the two of us.
I wanted this always. I wanted this forever.
I wanted my fated mate, and now I had him.