Page 28 of Wanderer

“Hmm,” I nuzzled my face against his neck, breathing in his scent: bergamot and lemongrass. “Okay. Now shut up, Gar, and let me fuck you into this mattress.”

He grabbed my head so he could bring our mouths together. I didn’t have the patience to draw this out, so I reached down for his puckered hole and ran a lubed finger over it, making him gasp against my mouth. I broke from his lips to trail kisses down his body, loving the rasp of his light body hair against my skin.

When I reached his cock, I blew a breath over the mushroom head, eliciting a shiver as I breached him with a single finger. Gareth moaned my name, the sweetest sound I’d ever heard.

I licked around the tip, tasting the precum there and groaning at the bitter, musky taste. “Hmm, so good,” I muttered before I took him into my mouth. Carefully, I eased another finger inside him. I sensed that we were both too close to the edge for more thorough prep.

Opening my throat, I took him deep, loving the weight of him on my tongue, the taste, his smell. He shuddered as I cupped his balls with my free hand and rolled them. “Riley! Please,” he begged so prettily.

His fingers in my hair pulled me off him. “I’m gonna blow if you keep doing that.” His eyes were dark with lust. Eyelids heavy with pleasure, a flush along his pale cheeks. “Fuck me, please. I need you.”

I used more lube. “This okay? I don’t need to use a condom, but I can if you’d prefer.”

“No, I don’t need them either. Magic protects me.” Gareth blushed. “I uh, also like the thought of you still being inside me hours later.”

It was my turn to moan. “Fuck, that’s hot!” My inner animal agreed. They wanted our mate covered in our scent.

With shifter strength, I flipped him over and pulled his hips back to nestle against mine. “You sure?”

Gareth nodded and then dropped his head with a groan as I breached him. Watching my cock sink into him was so amazing. I’d be having flashbacks of how hot, tight, and perfect he felt.

I ran a hand over his back as he took some deep breaths to get through the burn. Once I felt him relax, I pumped my hips experimentally. His murmured, “Fuck! Yes!” encouraged me to thrust harder, push deeper inside him.

Gareth pushed back against my movements, making me see stars as he clenched around my dick. I came down over his back so I could thrust in even harder. He gasped as I bit down on his shoulder, not breaking skin, but gripping him as I fucked into him.

My balls slapped against his thighs, and Gareth panted out nonsense and collapsed against the pillows as I pistoned into him. Nothing, no one, had ever felt this good. He cried out for more and reached down to stroke his cock in time to my pumps.

Within a few strokes, Gareth was shuddering and coming over his hand and the bed.

I pulled him up against me and rested back on my heels. Holding him close, I rocked into him. I was so close. With a finger, I scooped up some of his cum and brought it to my mouth. Gareth gasped and tightened around me as I tasted him. That was all it took. I laid him back down on the bed and thrust into him once, twice, and then pulled out. Shuttling my hand over my cock a few times, just imagining my cum all over him, I reached my peak and painted my cum over his crack and balls.

Sweating and panting, I used the head of my dick to spread my cum over him, pushing some back inside him where it belonged. Gareth turned his head to watch me. “Fuck, that’s got to be the hottest thing anyone’s ever done to me.”

“Hmm,” I muttered. “You like being covered with my cum?”

“Yeah.” He reached a hand out for me. “Come cuddle. You cuddle, don’t you?”

“I fucking love cuddling.” I flopped down next to him and pulled him close, breathing in his scent and enjoying the afterglow.

We lay entwined in the sheets for a while, until the frigid air cooled the sweat on our bodies, making Gareth shiver. “I’ll turn up the thermostat. It’s been temperamental.”

“If I were braver, I’d suggest you move in with me while we work on the curse.” Gareth smirked at me from where he rested against the pillows.

If I continued to stare at the long lines of his body, I’d want to go another round, and I didn’t want to hurt him. I’d been rough. Unless he wanted a turn…

“Whatever you’re thinking, don’t. Go and fix the heating before we freeze to death.”

“Ah, you forget I have fur.”

“Even knowing it’s you, I don’t think I can sleep with a bobcat in the bed.”

“I prefer to sleep as a fox.” The minute the words left my lips, I realized my mistake. I wanted to tell him who I truly was, but as part of the story of the curse. It was why we’d been cursed, after all.

“You have more than one form?” He looked so confused. “I thought you were a bobcat shifter?”

My skin was covered in goosebumps, and I shivered. “I’ll explain as soon as I fix this. Back in a sec.”

Dashing out of the room, I grabbed a blanket from the couch and wrapped myself in it. I locked the door. Even though Greyhaven had next to no crime, it wasn’t good to tempt fate. Then I padded to the thermostat. In the kitchen, I took a moment to drink a glass of water and calm down. I got the boiler running and heard the familiar sound of water in the pipes. It wouldn’t take long for the place to warm up again.