Guarding His Mate

by Jenny Tia

  “Come on.”

  I rose from my seat, obeying the pull of my body while I justified the decision with my mind.

  I deserve this! Just some light-hearted fun amidst the chaos that is my life right now.

  Nic interlaced his fingers with mine and began to walk backward. I took a few tentative steps forward, the soft carpet cushioning my feet as I went.

  “If you think this is the part where I give in to all your desires, and your fated mate dreams come true, you’re wrong,” I warned him.

  Nic stopped walking. “I never want to do something you don’t want to do.”

  He looked into my eyes with such earnest confidence I suddenly felt I could actually trust him.

  I followed him the rest of the way to his bedroom, which he’d decorated with a solid wood king-sized bed frame and a painting of what looked like the nearby forest. The lamp by the bedside table gave off a warm glow and the coziness of his room made me relax my shoulders from I’d hitched them up by my ears.

  Nic sat down on the bed. I sat down next to him. He was still holding my hand and he looked down at it now. He rubbed my knuckles with his thumb, then spread out my fingers to admire them.

  “Why are your nails so perfect?” he asked.

  I laughed, surprised by the question. “Because I take care of them. It’s important to keep them trimmed and smooth in my line of work.”

  “Huh. I guess you’re right.”

  I leaned toward him, and his eyelashes dropped as he looked hungrily at my mouth. I faltered for a moment, and he met me halfway, closing the distance between us to just a few inches.

  I felt my breath hitch in my throat. My skin started to tingle, even in places Nic hadn’t touched yet. I leaned in a little more. Suddenly our mouths met, and all my attention focused on the square inch of flesh now pressed against my lips.

  At first, all I felt was soft, silky skin. Then, as if someone had stoked the embers burning within me, little flames burst forth and crackled with heat. I kissed him harder, and the prickle of his unshaven chin rubbed against me as he met me with equal force, turning his head to the side as he brought his right hand up to hold the back of my head.

  My whole body went weak as he caressed my lips, darted his tongue out, and tickled at the edges of our kiss. I moaned and felt myself falling backward onto his bed, but he didn’t let me drop without cushioning my fall, holding the back of my head all the way. He even grabbed a pillow with one hand and wedged it under my head. The sweetness of that gentle gesture made me quiver, but I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him away.

  “Just a reminder… This is just sex, right?”

  Nic chuckled and leaned in to kiss me again.

  “I’m serious!” I pushed him back again to make sure he heard my point.

  “Okay, okay, yes, it’s just sex, sure…” Nic punctuated his half-assed attempt to placate me with kisses, this time along the side of my neck.

  I tried to get him to agree more definitely to my stipulation, but once his tongue came out and started moving up and down my neck, I found it difficult to find the words.

  Nic made quick work of the buttons on my shirt after whipping off his own in a flourish. His muscles felt hot and firm against my skin as he kissed me and writhed his body against mine. Both of our cocks were stiff by this point, and the feeling of his dick rubbing against mine as he rolled his hips back and forth was driving me crazy.

  I panted as he moved his mouth down to my chest to take one of my nipples into his mouth. He sucked it between his teeth and nibbled at it gently. I moaned desperately, and my cock and hole both leaked lubrication. I was dying to feel what was under his tantalizing gray sweatpants.

  “Please… I want your cock.”

  He grunted in response and hopped off the bed. He yanked down his sweatpants and underwear in one fell swoop, and an amazingly thick cock swung free. I took in the sight with a slackened jaw. Drool almost escaped my mouth before I jumped off the bed and knelt down in front of Nic.

  He angled his cock toward me with one hand and reached his other to my mouth, thumbing at my lower lip before sliding it onto my tongue. I moaned as I swirled my tongue around his thumb then reached up to grab his wrist and pulled his hand away. I couldn’t wait any longer. I closed my fingers around Nic’s cock and whispered a soft, “Wow”

  I slid my tongue underneath the head and looked up to see Nic arch his neck as I sucked on him, first soft and then hard. He moaned deeply, and I was delighted by how his abs and pecs rippled with tension, mimicking the muscular throb running through his cock, making it twitch in my mouth. Seeing the power of his ripped body in action made me even hungrier for him, and I gobbled his cock down my throat, ravenous for the feeling of him sliding in and out of my lips. He let out another guttural moan.

  “Oh my god, that feels so fucking good, Stefan.” He gazed down at me with a doped-up look. He caressed my hair with his fingers and thrust into me, the head of his cock pressing at the back of my throat and pushing my jaw open wide, the muscles there aching pleasantly. I knew I could take more, and I wanted to, so I pulled my mouth off him with a loud smacking sound, and then I moved onto the bed where I lay down on my back with my head facing him.

  “You want to deep throat me?” Nic’s eyes were wide. He looked like he had won the lottery.

  I smiled. “Bring that sexy dick over here,” I commanded.

  “Don’t have to tell me twice.” He grabbed his cock again to angle it against my lips.

  I opened my mouth wide and all my thoughts evaporated as his cock filled me even deeper than before until his balls pressed up against my face. He started to thrust, slowly moving in and out regularly so I could breathe. I reached around to grab at his ass, which was round and plump. Nic moaned louder, and warm pleasure rippled along my body. My hole throbbed, and I could imagine him thrusting into my ass the way he was thrusting into my mouth. I squeezed the hard flesh under my hands and encouraged him to go deeper.

  “Fuck, Stef.”

  Nic shuddered, and I swallowed around the thick head of his cock. My own cock ached, and while I still gripped one of Nic’s round ass-cheeks, I fumbled to unzip my jeans and shove my hand inside. I groaned as I wrapped my fingers around my weeping cock, but there wasn’t enough room for me to stroke it. Frustrated, I tried to squirm out of my jeans, but then I heard Nic chuckle, and he pulled out of my mouth.

  “Let me,” he said. He moved around to the other side of the bed, and then he peeled my jeans and underwear off. Spread-eagled and naked, I should have felt vulnerable, but all I felt was an anticipatory need.

  “So beautiful,” Nic murmured. He was looking at my body, and I couldn’t help but blush at his comment.

  He climbed onto the bed and kissed me, softly taking my lips he stroked my cock. I pushed up into his grip, relishing in the pleasure his touch gave me, but what I really wanted was his fat cock easing into my ass.

  “Nic…” I didn’t think I needed to say more. He nodded and shuffled backward until he was kneeling between my parted thighs. I pulled my knees up, smiling as his breath caught. I was here for sex, to get Nic out of my system, to enjoy what he could give me, but it was good knowing I could give him something too. He brushed his fingers over my balls before sliding lower and pressing his fingers against my wet hole, and then slowly inserting them.

  I groaned, and bit my lower lip, and then began panting as he located my prostate and gently massaged it. Bright sparks flashed across my nerves, setting them alight. I groaned again. I could have come like that, but I wanted more.

  “Give me your cock, Nic.”

  Nic glanced at me with glazed eyes and then nodded. He slid his fingers out then coated his cock with my slick. It glistened with both my fluids and his precum, which dripped from the swollen, mushroom-shaped head.

  After a pause, he angled his cock toward my hole and shifted his weight onto his other hand that he’d planted next to my head. Then he flexed his hips, sucking air with a his
s as the head of his cock pushed past the stretched rim of my hole. I thanked the stars I wasn’t in heat, and as shifters, we weren’t at risk of any diseases, so we didn’t have to bother with a condom. I loved feeling the hot, soft, slippery skin of his dick slide inside me.

  “Oh god, you feel so good! So wet… So tight…”

  His praise flooded me with warmth, but I ignored it in favor of the physical pleasure his body was wreaking on mine. I grunted and dug my nails into my skin as he pushed further into me. There was a slight burn, but I wasn’t surprised considering it had been ages since I’d done this—that and the size of Nic’s dick. He leaned down and kissed me as he began skillfully thrusting into me again and again. I kissed him back haphazardly, changing my grip from my knees to his shoulders while tilting my hips to get a better angle. When his cock brushed against that sweet bundle of nerves that could have me coming in seconds, I gasped.

  “Yes, right there!”

  I doubted Nic needed to know he was doing everything perfectly, but I suddenly felt the need to keep encouraging him. I nipped at his lip, and then pressed my lips to his ear.

  “Please, Nic. don’t stop. That’s…really, really amazing.” And it was. Especially when I felt his knot begin to swell. I groaned at it stretched my hole, as Nic sped up, his rhythm almost erratic. He was on the edge, thrusting deeper, slamming his cock so hard into me I knew he wasn’t going to last… And then he stiffened, his knot holding him in place, and he almost howled as his body shook and his cock pumped me full of his cum.

  To say I was a little disappointed wouldn’t have been a lie. I’d have loved it if I could have come with him, if I could have seen his face when my ass clenched down tight on his cock, for him to have known how good he’d made me feel. I relaxed my body, knowing Nic wasn’t going anywhere, but I was surprised when he softly planted a kiss at the corner of my mouth then shifted to look down at me.

  “Sorry, that was kind of gauche of me.”

  “In what way?”

  “I should have made sure you close to coming or at least helped you along, but that was…” He smiled, his warm eyes twinkling. “Really, really amazing,” he said, using my own words.

  I almost rolled my eyes, but I wanted him to stay inside me while I got the chance to finish myself off. I eased my hand between us and closed it around my cock. “Even if your knot goes down, don’t you dare take your cock out,” I warned him.

  He smiled and gazed deeply into my eyes.

  “Anything for you,” he said in a throaty whisper, giving me another searching look before dropping his head back down to kiss my neck.

  I moaned and started to buck my hips so I could get some more action out of his still semi-hard cock and knot while also pushing my length into my fist. After a couple of seconds, his cock started to stiffen again and he began to thrust into me once more until we were back into a good rhythm. As I continued to stroke myself, I started to feel a tingling connection between his cock and mine, like I could feel what he felt as his cock slid inside me. I stopped moving my hand so I could see if I was having some kind of weird extrasensory experience, and the sensation did, in fact, continue.

  “Oh wow…”

  I felt something like an endless interplay of pleasure. I still felt the incredible sliding stimulation of his shaft along my opening, and I still felt the pleasant and gratifying fullness of his stiff cock inside my ass, but I could also somehow feel the electrifying sensation of my own rim sliding down and squeezing his aching cock. It was incredible, and I felt like I could exist infinitely in that feedback loop. I moaned in pleasure and arched my back. I didn’t want it to end.

  But as he fucked me faster and faster, building pressure started in my balls and radiated out, rushing through my veins and out to my extremities, electrifying every finger and toe. Even my scalp felt alive.

  Nic lifted up and I opened my eyes to see his face, which, to my shock, was like looking into a mirror of emotion. He seemed to be feeling exactly what I was, and he was just as lost in the overwhelming surrealism of it. A wild look came over him, and waves of energy rocketed through my body. His scent seemed to intensify, and I loved the way it surrounded me, infused me, pushing my arousal to new heights.

  “Nic, I’m coming…”

  I barely got the words out before heat exploded over and inside me. I yelped and grabbed at the sheets and then at his body—any part of him I could hold.

  My cock throbbed, and so did Nic’s—his pulsing shot after shot of cum inside me while mine splattered ropes of creamy fluid onto my stomach. Time stopped as we writhed and moaned together. Then, before I could even try to rationalize what had happened, we fell into a tangle of exhausted limbs.

  My mind floated, mostly existing in the dreamy languor of a blissed-out body, but I eventually realized I couldn’t take a deep breath. I pushed at Nic a little, and he rolled to the side, but when his cock and shrinking knot slid out of me I whined in protest, so he turned to spoon me and slid his cock back in. I sighed happily and drifted off into a deep, contented sleep.

  I awoke only a few hours later, in the wee hours of the morning, my mouth dry and my mind still half-stuck in the mystical state I had slipped into when Nic’s body seemed to have joined with mine. I got up and snuck off to the bathroom, where I drank from my hands at the sink and looked in the mirror. My lips were red and puffy from all Nic’s kisses, but my face had a striking sort of peace about it.

  I wasn’t sure I wanted to examine what had happened between Nic and me, certainly not the bizarre connection or the fact I wanted to experience it again. My skin pebbled in goosebumps, and I shivered. I was still naked, and the bathroom window was open a crack, letting in the fresh air of a summer night. I heard the crickets chirp outside, and for a moment I wondered if I should go back to Casius and Julian’s house. But I was in no shape to drive, and to be truthful, the warmth I found in Nic’s arms seemed more appealing, and if that amazing fuck had complicated things, well, there was no way to change that.

  I washed my face then dried it with a soft towel before climbing into Nic’s bed, where I slid under the sheets and drifted back to sleep in no time.

  13

  Nicolas

  “What’s this grin?” Stef pressed his fingers against my upturned lips. “Don’t look so smug. I only stayed over because I want some more of what you gave me last night.”

  “I don’t care why you stayed. So long as you’re here.” My grin broke into a smile and I nipped at his finger, making him yelp and playfully slap me. I grabbed his wrist and gnawed lightly on the side of his hand while he squealed. I gave a teasing growl. Stef kicked his legs and howled, and I slid a hand around his waist, flipped him onto his back, and pinned him by his shoulders.

  “Nicolas!”

  He squirmed under me, but a huge smile crossed his face. I smiled back and kicked the blankets off us so I could sit up on his thighs and run my hands over his lily-white chest and down to his waist, moaning at how good it felt to caress his body.

  His pulse was visible at his throat, and I instinctively pressed my fingertips alongside his artery to feel the throbbing of his blood. It was strong and steady, and I loved how much he trusted me to touch him in such a vulnerable place. It made me feel powerful.

  “You’re gorgeous,” he whispered. He was looking at me with a big cheesy grin as he smoothed his hands down over my chest, leaving tingles where he touched me. He paused his exploration at my nipples and flicked them, hard.

  “Hey!” I flinched then pinched his in retaliation.

  “Is that all you’ve got? I can handle it.” He grinned and arched his chest as if daring me to give him a sharper squeeze.

  “It’s not fun if you’re expecting it.” Instead, I grabbed his hips and pressed them into the mattress. He grinned up at me and put his hands on top of mine. He dragged his warm thumb over the inside of my wrist and pressed down. It felt like he was checking for my pulse the way I’d been looking for his at his neck.

&n
bsp; I stared down at him, and his playful grin dropped. His bottom lip trembled, and I wanted to lean down and stroke my tongue along it and then draw it between my teeth, but I resisted and kept my gaze locked onto his as he wet his lips. He took a breath as though searching for the right words to say.

  I squeezed his hips, bracing myself.

  He parted his lips. A single word came out. “Nic…”

  We jumped as our phones went off at the same time, loud and obnoxious. I held my chest in shock. Stefan howled with laughter then wriggled out from under me. We dove for my bedside table, but Stefan made it there first.

  He glanced at my phone then passed it to me before straining to grab his own.

  I saw who was calling and frowned. “Cas?” I sat down on the edge of the bed, wondering why he’d be calling me so early in the morning. My first instinct when I heard his breath coming through the line fast and panicked was that something happened with the humans at the station. “Everything okay?”

  “Julian.”

  “What about Julian?”

  “You okay, Jules?” Stefan asked loudly as he answered his own phone.

  “Is he okay?” I asked Cas, and Stefan frowned at me. I frowned back.

  I think I got my reply at the same time Stef got his.

  “He’s having the baby!” Stefan flung himself out of bed, grabbed a pair of my sweatpants off the floor, and then started to pull them on.

  “Your pants are near the door.” I pointed to the pile of his clothes as I grabbed a clean uniform from the closest and started to get dressed.

  “I don’t care about my pants. My best friend is having a baby. Fuck!” He let out a howl that sounded half-panicked and half-joyful, and it sent a wave of happiness right through me.

  “Shit. Mine too!” I let out a similar howl, and it made Stefan break into a fit of giggles.

  “Hospital. Let’s go.” He clapped his hands as I tucked in my shirt.

  “You’re topless.”