Page 24 of Selkie AU: Beyond the Storm

“But… I’m not your mate.”

“You don’t have to be.” He spoke against the skin of my neck, so close that the brush of his lips sent tingles echoing over my body. “Not for this.”

Then his lips connected properly, and I damn near groaned. He was gentle at first, experimental as he kissed me there. Then the wet heat of his tongue darted out to lick me, and I couldn’t help the low sound that mixed with the heavy exhale I let out.

He took it as encouragement, licking me again, then nipping at me lightly with his teeth.

Fuck.

My cock was already hard as steel and leaking into the cotton of my sleep pants. It kicked in excitement as Milo’s fingertips drifted over to my stomach, then lower, following the trail until those perfect, slender fingers were slipping beneath fabric to tease the pubic hair at the base of my dick.

He hummed happily, as if the feel of it pleased him in some way.

Fine, if we were doing this, thenwewere doing it. I wasn’t going to just lie here doing nothing.

I pulled away just long enough to tap the lamp on the nightstand onto its lowest setting. Milo frowned until he realized I wasn’t rejecting him or putting a stop to this.

His lips pulled into a devilish smile and his black eyes sparkled with excitement as I rolled over him, using my thigh to part his legs so I could slot between them. He spread them quickly, making room for me as his claws ran up my sides and onto my back.

He was so fucking pretty.

I tasted his neck first, kissing and licking over the skin just like he’d done to me. Milo threw his head back to give me complete access. He tasted salty sweet and entirely addictive.

Then I claimed his lips, giving him the kiss he’d wanted earlier tonight. He groaned into my mouth. His lips were so soft and plump. He tasted so sweet. Like something I’d never known I needed until I had it.

His tongue was quick to seek mine out, and I gave it to him. They slid against each other with rapidly increasing desire and need.

Then he bucked his hips up into me, and I groaned at the feeling. But my cock wasn’t the only hardness between us. I pulled back just enough to glance down, and my heart nearly burst out of my chest at what I saw.

Milo did have a dick. It was dark pink, very slippery, and so hard, emerging from the slit between his legs.

I pulled back to look at him properly, and Milo clearly had zero shame about his body as he spread his legs wider to let me see, a smirk on his lips as if he knew exactly how sexy he was.

Gray toes traced down my flanks to the waistband of my sleep pants. His fingers traced down his body until two of them traced over his slit beneath his dick, then pressed inside. “Wanna see if you’ll fit inside me?” he purred.

My cock leaked precum just at his words, and I groaned. I couldn’t take my eyes off where he was fingering himself. Fuck, that was so hot.

I hesitated only a moment before reaching for him, my fingers gliding over his. He was so fucking wet, we wouldn’t even need lube.

“Are you sure?” I asked, my voice sounding thicker than I’d ever heard it before.

“So completely sure that I’ll actually be mad if you don’t at least try, Rowan. Now get your dick out and put it in me.”

I groaned again, my fingers sliding inside his slick heat as his slipped out. My other hand yanked my pants down enough for my dick to spring free, and Milo’s feet helped me get the fabric completely out of the way.

His dick wasn’t as long or thick as mine. It also had a completely different shape, with no clearly defined head, just a slit at the tip, then a slightly wider base before it narrowed again where it disappeared into his body. I didn’t want to hurt him by forcing him to take in something much bigger than he was supposed to down there.

He didn’t seem to share the same concerns as his heels hooked around my ass and he yanked me closer, almost making me fall right on top of him.

“Stop staring and do it. I want to feel you.” He pouted.

“I need to prepare you first.”

He raised one eyebrow at me. “Prepare me for what? I’m ready. Just do it.”

My fingers dipped inside his tight heat again, and he moaned as I coated them in his slick. I used it to coat my throbbing length, then positioned myself at his entrance. If he was sure he didn’t need to be prepped, then I’d take his word for it.

“Tell me if it hurts, and I’ll stop.”