Sexnip

by Celia Kyle

  Monty leaned more of his weight on Will, his hardened cock fitting easily between the cheeks of Will’s khaki-covered ass. Oh, to have him now would be heaven. They hadn’t made love…

  “Not yet, not until you say the words. Get it out, Will. Now.” His lover ended on a growl and firm bite to Will’s neck.

  “You’re never here.” He began slowly, not sure of how Monty would react. They’d often played and exchanged power, but Monty’s teeth were on his neck and he felt so exposed… vulnerable.

  “Uh huh. What else?” His lover released his hold and laved the tender spot. Will relaxed a little.

  “You don’t help me. Haven’t helped with the experiments for at least a month.” Will swallowed hard. “When you do show up, you destroy the lab with your garbage and then I have more work to do each morning or night, just cleaning up after you.” He paused, taking a breath, drawing a bit of courage and strength from his wolf who resolutely told him he was on his own. “I feel like I’m completely alone here except when you want to fuck. I feel like that’s all I’m good for to you.” It was done. He’d spoken his heart and revealed the piece he’d kept hidden from his lover for months.

  Monty’s teasing licks halted. While he still remained as a constant pressure against Will’s backside, his body had gone rigid. Will could feel the rise and fall of his lover’s chest, deep even breaths.

  “That’s all you’re good for?” His lover’s voice had turned from slightly teasing to a growling baritone. Menacing, taunting, frightening.

  Monty’s tanned hands left the counter to grip Will’s shoulders and his lover spun him around. Their heated gazes met. Monty looked ready to strike and Will was ready to defend. He’d been left. Left to muddle through the lab on his own while his lover worked on deepening his tan and working out in the company’s gym.

  “That’s not all you’re good for!” Monty pushed against his chest and Will’s ass struck the edge of the counter. “That’s all I’m good for, you asshole. I can’t get you to leave this damned lab, and every time I come in you gripe about the mess I make. The only thing I seem to do right with you is fuck. So, I leave you alone to your lab and come begging for attention like a pup.” Monty crowded him, not giving Will anywhere to run and hide from the partial truth. Hell, the whole truth.

  Monty closed the distance between them, his lips hovering a hair’s breadth from Will’s, and Will ached to capture his lover’s lips. He wouldn’t though. The constant return to sex was slowly undoing them and the last thing Will would ever do was end what they shared.

  Monty took the choice away from him, capturing Will’s lips in a heated kiss, and Will responded immediately. He opened for his lover, letting Monty plunge his tongue deep into his mouth to explore everything. Monty sucked and licked Will’s lips.

  Will grabbed his lover’s hips, pulling him closer, pressing their pelvises together, and he moaned at the hardness he felt there. Monty, hard for him and only him, his Monty. He moaned when Monty sucked hard at his tongue before wrenching his lips away. And then Will did something he’d never done—he whimpered.

  Monty cupped his cheek, a thumb sliding over Will’s lower lip. “Seems we haven’t been communicating, yeah?”

  Will nodded. For all their ability to read each other’s thoughts, they hadn’t been talking. Neither really knew what the other was thinking regardless of their powers. A passing thought and deep-seated feelings were two entirely different things. “Yeah. Seems not.”

  Monty rocked his hips against him, their erections grinding against each other, straining for contact.

  “Don’t, Mont.” Will dropped his head back with a low moan. They needed to talk, not fuck. Talk. Will had been hard the moment his lover’s voice entered his mind. It had always been that way with them. Lust had never been the problem. Sexually, they were compatible in so many ways. It’s just… they were both men. Men who didn’t share and expected everything to work out.

  “Want to, Wills.” Monty reached for his belt and Will didn’t stop him. Couldn’t stop him now. His cock ached and balls were drawn up tight. Whatever Monty had planned, Will was game.

  In a flash Will’s pants were unbuckled, zipper down, and his khakis were pooled at his feet. Will expected to bottom to his lover as he often did, but Monty surprised him by sinking to his knees, bare skin making contact with the hard tile.

  “What?” Will didn’t have a chance to utter more than the quick question.

  Monty opened his mouth wide, enveloping Will in his moist heat and sucking hard on the tip of his cock. Unbidden, Will rose up onto his toes, unwilling to lose the utter heaven of having Monty’s mouth on his cock when his lover tried to retreat.

  Eyes rolling into the back of his head, he sighed when Monty took the not-so-subtle hint and swallowed more of his shaft. “Mmm… Perfect. So good, Mont.”

  His lover moaned his agreement and the vibrations traveled through Will’s cock, sliding and dancing along every nerve ending straight to his balls. Oh, fuck yeah.

  This was heaven on earth. More than heaven on earth really. Normally, Monty topped Will, which he was fine with. He enjoyed a nice hard cock in his ass, but sometimes, it felt nice to be savored and catered to, like now.

  Monty cupped Will’s balls, tugging and squeezing the heavy globes between his legs. The oncoming orgasm surged forward and he almost spilled his seed down his lover’s throat. Almost.

  It was another near spill when Monty brought both of his hands into play. He continued to knead and squeeze Will’s sac while he stroked his cock in time with the sliding of his mouth over Will’s shaft.

  “Close, Mont.” Gripping the counter for support, Will rocked his hips forward and back, making love to his man’s mouth. The suction increased, and Will felt the telltale tingles of release dance along his spine. He jerked his hips when Monty pressed his tongue into the slit at the tip of his cock.

  New. All of this was new and old at the same time. They hadn’t loved like this in… Damn, forever.

  Monty crooned low in his throat as he took him deep, deeper than before. The tip of Will’s cock nudged the back of Monty’s throat and Monty swallowed around him, the muscles massaging his near bursting erection.

  Will’s knees nearly gave way when Monty stroked his perineum. The tender skin just behind his balls was so, so sensitive and his lover knew just where to stroke. He held fast to the counter, not wanting a sudden fall to ruin this exquisite moment.

  Monty sucked harder, stroked and teased, seeming to beg for Will’s release, and he was glad to give it to him. Letting go of the tenuous hold on his control, Will allowed the orgasm that had been threatening surge forth. With a jerk of his hips, Will came, roaring his release and pleasure to the entire building. His seed burst from his cock and his lover swallowed every drop, throat convulsing around the end of his shaft with every spurt of semen.

  Their link, open as always, showered Will with the pleasure Monty felt at swallowing his release. Since they hadn’t shared many moments like this, Will had tensed just before coming down his lover’s throat, but had done it anyway. How many times had Will been submissive to Monty? How many times had he swallowed his lover’s come?

  Many times, lover. Many times.

  With a long, lingering lick, Monty cleaned Will’s now flaccid cock and released him before rolling to his feet, tugging Will’s pants up as he rose. Still blown over by his climax, Will didn’t move as his lover tucked him back into his pants and zipped him up.

  Monty pressed a quick, chaste kiss to his lips before pulling back and meeting Will’s gaze, a look of serious intent in his eyes. “That’s what we’re missing.”

  “Missing? We’re not missing anything.”

  Will tried to push past Monty, but he wouldn’t have it and held him fast. “Yes, we are. Other than communication, we’re missing a balance in dominance. I’m an alpha wolf as are you. You’re slightly weaker and my wolf recognizes that and has to dominate our sexual relationship. It has to, Wills.”


  Will nodded. They hadn’t ever spoken openly about their positions in their relationship, but Will knew he spoke the truth. While they were both alphas, Will was the weaker of the two. “You’re right. Can’t we take turns—”

  Monty shook his head. “No. You know that’s a temporary fix. You know it and I know it.”

  Will looked away, no longer able to meet the scrutinizing gaze of his lover, his link mate. Monty wouldn’t allow him to avoid the truth. He gripped Will’s chin and turned his head forcibly to look at him. “You know what we need. You know what we have to do if our mating is to survive.”

  He knew, of course he knew. Will’s own fathers had eventually come to the conclusion Monty had already drawn. They needed a third. Man or woman, it didn’t matter; their wolves would sense the third. Their third mate would bond the three of them together in harmony. While a wolf didn’t consciously seek out another link mate, it would if the survival of its current bond depended on bringing in another partner.

  They had only to join hands and speak the words together for their wolves to begin the search.

  Will twined his fingers with Monty’s and his lover gave him a squeeze. It was right. He felt it deep within and his wolf agreed wholeheartedly. Swallowing hard, he opened his mouth and Monty did the same. They whispered the few words which gave their wolves permission to search for another.

  “I open this sacred link to find the one who would be true to us both.”

  Chapter Three

  The sound, too low for normal beings to hear at such a distance, reverberated through the ground, slithering along Kat’s spine and waking every nerve. A wolf’s cry. Clear as day turning to night, she felt the howl. She fought the urge to crawl into a corner and cower. The need to hide nearly overwhelmed her, but she held her inner feline at bay.

  She’d been assured by more than one person since her arrival that she had nothing to fear from the other employees. Heart’s Haven stood as neutral ground among the paranormals. Felidae and lupines could live in harmony. Riiight.

  Kat kicked off her shoes, shivering as her feet made contact with the cool wood floor of her new living room. Her jaw had dropped open wide when she’d been escorted to her apartment. Madeline had told her the job came with room and board, but she hadn’t expected a fully furnished apartment overlooking the beach. Waves crashed against the rocky shore just outside her back door, reminding her of the journey to the island.

  Someone had probably thought the apartment would be a woman’s paradise. It probably would be paradise to come home after a long night’s work and watch the sun rise above the sea; for anyone but her. Then again, maybe this would enable her to get over her fear of water. Maybe.

  Throwing one of her bags over her shoulder, she grabbed another and trudged toward the bedroom. First things first, she needed to unpack. Then she could go about cleaning the apartment. Whoever they had hired to clean did a good enough job… for anyone else. Kat wouldn’t be able to sleep until the whole apartment shined.

  The minute she walked through the bedroom door, she froze. Oh wow. Someone had been in the apartment earlier in the day and had left a welcome basket, several welcome baskets, for her.

  Placing her bags on the floor near the end of the bed, she went to the basket closest to her, which sat on the bedside table. Opening the attached card, she quickly found this basket was from Heart’s Haven Toys and contained wine, cheeses, and assorted fruits.

  Already her new employer showed class and unparalleled appreciation for their employees. Between the welcome basket and the initial orientation she received where the Director of Human Resources assured her she would never be terminated due to her tendencies to groom herself often, she’d been awed by their caring.

  Replacing the card just as she’d found it, she moved to the basket on the table near the window. A quick scan of the card and the contents of the basket left her with a wide smile on her face. Her new bosses had sent her a basket of cleaning supplies which were specifically tailored for felines. They were scent-free, but still carried the germ-killing power of other highly scented commercial cleaners. How sweet. The card was signed by Will and Monty, but it appeared both signatures had been done by the same person. Well, at least one of them seemed considerate.

  Banishing her wayward thoughts, she went to inspect the third basket, so large it took up much of the space on the dresser. She admired the beautiful pink fabric and bows that adorned the basket. A quick read of the card had her blushing in an instant, the rush of blood to her cheeks heating her skin. She read the card again to make sure she hadn’t mistaken the message.

  Welcome to Heart’s Haven Toys!

  As the head developer in the sex toy division, I wanted to extend my welcome and offer you a few of our most recent products for your use. Feel free to let me know if there are any particular items from our catalog you would enjoy. If possible, please complete the included survey letting me know which toy you enjoyed the most and why.

  Have fun!

  Mina

  Good. Lord. The head developer in sex toys had sent her a basket of… Kat pulled on the bow holding the fabric in place and the covering fell away to reveal more sex toys than Kat could count. All of them were wrapped in their original packaging. And just as the note said, a small survey was tucked inside. In addition to the toys, there were several different types of Heart’s Haven brand lubricant. What did the woman think? That she’d be sitting around playing with toys all the time?

  Then again, it wasn’t as if Kat had anyone special on the island. It definitely looked as if her new boyfriend would be battery operated. Unfortunately.

  With a sigh, Kat turned from the toys which promised hours of pleasure and began the task of settling in to her new home. Thankful for the new cleaning supplies her bosses had provided, Kat didn’t waste any time in jumping into her task of making her apartment suitable for her. It didn’t take much time at all to scrub every nook, cranny and surface she could find; only a few hours or five.

  Exhausted but invigorated, Kat showered away the sweat she’d worked up and prepared herself for work for the evening. During her orientation she’d been told she wouldn’t be expected to start working until the following evening, but she couldn’t help herself. Somewhere there was a room just waiting for her to clean and she wasn’t about to disappoint.

  After donning another outfit from her “cleaning wear” drawer, Kat grabbed her map of the Heart’s Haven Toys compound and was ready to begin her new adventure. The thought had her pausing at her apartment door.

  New adventure—in cleaning? When had her life turned into moving from one thorough cleaning to the next? Damn. She’d turned into the pitiful, cleaning cat lady, just like her adoptive mother had told her she would. Double damn.

  While the realization that she was turning out as her adoptive parents expected rocked her to her soul, she wasn’t about to skimp on her job, but she decided then and there to make an effort to meet the people on the island and mingle. Kat didn’t think she’d find Mr. Right, but maybe she could find Mr. Right-now-as-long-as-he-showered-regularly.

  It didn’t take Kat long to find the lab building. While she had been given the official title of lab assistant to Doctors Slade and Thorpe, she knew her place. Kat was the cleaning lady, plain and simple. The only difference between her and the other workers was that she had one lab to clean from top to bottom every night. Apparently the doctors were as anal as she was when it came to their workspace. Well, one of the doctors anyway.

  After double-checking the lab number where she’d be working, Kat jogged up the stairs to the second floor. The moment her feet touched the landing, the subdued scents of sex and catnip tickled her senses. Somebody had been using their labs for experiments all right. Lucky bastards.

  The closer she got to lab twenty-eight, the stronger the scents became. Catnip had always had an effect on Kat, but this was something else altogether. With the strong odors of sweat and sex, coupled with catnip, she felt
ready to jump the next man she saw. Shaking her head, she tried to dislodge the sudden urge to strip and rub her body all over every surface. Her cat wanted to claim this area as its own and warn off any other Felidae in the area. Kat stopped her trek toward the lab and leaned against the wall.

  A few deep, cleansing breaths later and she managed to get her inner cat under control. Barely. Pushing away from the wall, she rounded the corner and came face to face with the door to lab twenty-eight. It looked like any other door on the floor, but those scents which had nearly driven her crazy with lust seemed stronger there. Oh damn. Maybe she’d get lucky and suddenly become immune to catnip.

  The scents of sweat and sex she could deal with. Would she be jealous someone else was getting action when she wasn’t? Absolutely. But she’d get over it and go back to her apartment to test out the toys Mina had given her.

  Smiling at the thought of spending quality time with her numerous new toys, Kat pushed open the door to the lab and froze in her tracks. Oh, my.

  Men. Two men. Two men embracing and kissing and licking and oh, Lord… Part of her brain screamed at her that she should be embarrassed for walking in on such a private moment, but the lust-hazed side of her brain urged her to keep watching.

  Lust won.

  One man, with pale brown hair and a lithe body, leaned against one of the tables while the other, dark where his lover was fair, held him captive. Lips kissed and tongues tangled as she watched. Their hips rocked against each other and Kat would have given anything to be sandwiched between them. After they’d all showered and were clean, of course. But yeah, she wanted to wiggle between their hard bodies and have them plunder her the way they devoured each other.

  Cleanliness aside, the two men seemed completely taken with each other and totally oblivious to her presence. Not that she minded. The larger man, with his midnight black hair, wide shoulders and absolute air of dominance he seemed to carry, called to her in a completely primal way. Her cat wanted to be subdued by this man and made to submit. Not that she’d get the chance, considering how into his partner he seemed, but a girl could dream.