Accepting Caladon’s Scales

by Charlie Richards

Moving slowly, Caladon bumped his head against the knee Leroy rested on the ground. Leroy paused in petting him, resting his second hand on Caladon’s head and, surprisingly, rubbing him between his eyes. Caladon took that as a good sign and moved again, this time sliding up so he draped over Leroy’s knees before circling around his side and back off the other side.

  “Wow, that—” Leroy actually snickered. “That feels weird.”

  Deciding they’d bonded enough for now—and really wanting to ease another ache, mainly the one in his balls—Caladon slithered away from his mate and off the trail. Then, he shifted, moving seamlessly from snake to man.

  Caladon turned and smiled at Leroy. His mate’s mouth hung open slightly, and his gaze raked over Caladon’s nude form. Caladon liked the heat in the small human’s eyes. Holding out his hand, palm up, Caladon beckoned to him.

  Leroy stood and closed the gap between them, then slid his hand into Caladon’s own. “I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to how you shifters change,” he admitted. He lifted his other hand to Caladon’s chest and rubbed over his pectoral.

  Shivering under his mate’s touch, Caladon sighed. His body responded instantly to the touch. His nipples beaded. His blood heated, pounding through his veins like liquid fire. His cock filled, tapping against his abs, smearing pre-cum.

  Smiling, Leroy’s focus lowered to his groin, as did his hand, tracing lightly down Caladon’s body, massaging the pre-cum on his abs into his skin, then even lower to cup Caladon’s testicles. Caladon grunted, gritting his teeth as he struggled to control himself while watching and feeling his mate roll and massage his balls.

  When Caladon felt his sack tighten, his orbs pressing against his body, he reached down and gripped Leroy’s wrist. “Not yet,” he murmured, pulling Leroy’s hand from his body. “Come with me.”

  Caladon turned and started through the trees, urging his mate to follow. When he reached the tree he wanted, on oak with thick limbs spaced fairly evenly that could easily act as stairs, he turned back to Leroy.

  “Be careful and follow me.”

  Barefoot and naked, Caladon climbed into the tree, then helped Leroy up next to him. Next, he led the way higher and higher, glancing back at Leroy often. When they were about twenty feet up, Caladon found the section he’d been looking for. He swept his gaze over the three branches spaced close together. The middle was positioned two feet higher than the two branches on either side, making a perfect cradle for him to sit while having his feet braced on either side.

  “What are we doing?”

  Leroy’s question drew his attention back to his lover. Caladon grinned. “Do you trust me?”

  “Yes, of course,” Leroy responded instantly. He smiled crookedly at him and waved toward the ground. “You think I’d climb a tree for just anybody?”

  Inordinately pleased by his mate’s words, Caladon snickered. “Then give me your shirt,” he ordered.

  Leroy cocked his head, but after an instant, he obeyed.

  Caladon took his mate’s shirt, then paused to trace his fingertips across Leroy’s shoulder and the mating mark he’d put there. He’d loved claiming his mate, and could hardly wait to do it again.

  Soon.

  First, he had to get them situated.

  With that thought in mind, Caladon spread out Leroy’s shirt on the branch, the hem edged up to the trunk. Then, he straddled the branch and settled his ass onto it, one foot braced on each of the outside branches below and his back against the trunk. His cock jutted from his groin and Caladon wrapped one fist around it, jacking slowly, as he returned his attention to Leroy.

  He grinned at his mate’s gaping expression.

  “Now the pants,” Caladon whispered, motioning with his right hand that he wanted them next.

  Leroy’s mouth opened and closed, obviously struggling to put words to whatever thoughts danced through his mind. Still, he did obey, pushing the jeans down to reveal his own hard, weeping rod.

  Caladon hummed. “No briefs. I like it.” Still, he wouldn’t have minded seeing another pair of his mate’s sexy silk drawers. Another time, he’d have to mention that.

  Blushing, Leroy rolled a shoulder. With one hand gripping a branch and the other holding the waist of his jeans, now around his knees, Leroy looked confused on how to proceed. Caladon reached out and gripped his mate’s waist, steadying him.

  “If you are worried about your feet, put your shoes back on after removing your jeans,” he advised. “Take your time. I got you.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Leroy couldn’t believe he was even considering this, let alone doing it. Sex in a tree? Was he out of his mind? Still, eyeing Caladon’s long, black cock, his mouth watered and his ass clenched. He wanted that length filling him again, badly.

  Alternating between leaning on his right hand’s grip of a nearby branch and trusting in Caladon’s hold on his waist, Leroy toed off his right sneaker, shoved his pant leg off and slid his foot back into his shoe. He did the same to his left leg and foot. Finally, Leroy held out his jeans to Caladon.

  “Thank you,” Caladon murmured. He released his prick with his left hand and took the jeans, although his gaze remained riveted on Leroy’s cock. His hands were big enough so he only needed to slide his hand down a bit where he gripped Leroy’s hip. Then, his thumb gently massaged the sensitive skin where the base of his cock met his balls. “So pretty.”

  Leroy moaned. Tingles spread throughout his groin, causing goose bumps to rise upon his sensitive flesh. “Oh, damn,” he whimpered, bucking his hips and trying to get more of Caladon’s touch.

  “So fucking sexy,” Caladon growled. “Hold still.”

  Caladon released his grip, then shook out Leroy’s jeans. He searched Leroy’s pockets and found the single use packet of lube Leroy had mentioned earlier. Holding the packet with his teeth, Caladon winked at Leroy, then draped the jeans along the branch. He moved the packet to his left hand, then once again held out his right.

  “Okay, sexy Leroy. Come over here,” Caladon urged. “I want to touch you.”

  Leroy allowed Caladon to help him, position him. He found himself seated facing the shifter, then urged to lie backward, resting his back upon the branch. When Caladon eased first one leg, then the second over his own thighs, forcing him to straddle the shifter, Leroy tensed, feeling unsteady.

  “Easy, my mate,” Caladon crooned. “Grip my calves,” he advised, nodding toward his legs, which were spread on either side of him, a foot below Leroy’s shoulders.

  Obeying, Leroy lowered his hands and grabbed Caladon’s legs. While Leroy found it an awkward position, as soon Caladon rubbed his hand up his thigh and gripped his cock, just about all thought fled him.

  “Oh,” Leroy whined, flexing his abs and thighs and bucking up into the grip. The sensitive skin of his shaft felt as though it ignited in Caladon’s tight hold. “Cal!”

  Caladon hummed his pleasure, his dark eyes glittering. “My hand looks good on your cock, sweet mate,” he growled. “Your body responds so beautifully to me,” he added as he slid his other hand up and pinched Leroy’s right nipple. Sparks danced across Leroy’s skin and he arched, bending his legs around Caladon’s thighs, locking him in place as his body instinctively reacted to his mate’s touches. “Will you come for me, Leroy?” Caladon asked, rolling and tugging his nipple, then moving to give his left one the same treatment. All the while, he continued to jack Leroy’s prick in a tight hold.

  Leroy’s balls tightened. The base of his spine tingled, and he knew it wouldn’t be long. “Yes,” he whined. “Gonna come.”

  Caladon’s grin appeared feral, his dark eyes glittering. “Yes. Do it. Show me how much my touch turns you on. Let me see you spray your chest. I want to smell your cum.”

  Between Caladon’s throaty urgings and his pleasure-inducing touch, Leroy didn’t even try to hold on. His cock swelled and throbbed as his seed spewed from him, pulsing bliss through his body with each shot. His
body arched and he trusted Caladon to keep him safe as he floated on the heady endorphins of release.

  “My sweet human,” Caladon rumbled. “Oh, Leroy. I do love seeing what my touch does to you. My dick aches to sink into your body, feel you grip me. I will fill you with my seed and claim what is mine again.”

  Leroy became aware of Caladon’s whispered words right about the time he felt his mate’s fingers in his ass. He sighed and cracked open his eyelids, uncertain when he’d even closed them. Taking in the feral grin on Caladon’s face as he focused on Leroy’s groin, evidently looking at where his fingers disappeared inside him.

  Smiling, Leroy eased his near death-grip on Caladon’s thighs. He pulled his right hand away from his mate’s leg and lifted it, ignoring the twinge in his shoulder from maintaining the awkward position for so long. Swiping his hand through his cooling cum, he scooped a dollop onto his forefingers.

  Caladon’s fingers froze, buried deep in Leroy’s ass, as the shifter’s gaze riveted on Leroy’s hand. Opening his mouth, Leroy slid his fingers between his lips and sucked his cum from them, offering a soft moan in the process. Caladon’s eyes narrowed and he groaned.

  Swiping his fingers through his cum again, this time, Leroy held out his hand and offered the fluid to Caladon. Grunting, Caladon leaned forward and wrapped his lips around Leroy’s fingers. He sucked them lightly, his tongue swirling around them, obviously seeking out every trace of seed.

  At the same time, Caladon started moving his own fingers, once again stretching Leroy’s ass. Moaning, Leroy pulled his hand away and gripped the branch underneath him. Caladon rubbed his fingers over Leroy’s prostate, causing him to writhe on his fingers.

  “More,” he pleaded. “Please, I need more.”

  “Anything for you, Leroy,” Caladon responded, thrusting another finger into Leroy’s channel alongside the others. “Love watching how your greedy hole sucks my fingers in,” he mumbled, his gaze once again on Leroy’s ass.

  Leroy panted, shivering and rocking, trying to get those fingers deeper every time Caladon pulled them partway out. He mewled helplessly, his dick once again hard and bobbing in the air. Caladon swiped his thumb up the vein running along the underside of Leroy’s prick before massaging the wrinkled skin below his cap.

  To Leroy’s shock, he felt his balls start to tighten again.

  “Damn,” he mumbled. “I’m close again,” he warned.

  Caladon chuckled roughly. “That is the idea, Leroy, my sweet. Giving you pleasure. I love seeing that flush on your cheeks and chest, knowing you enjoy my touch so much.” As he spoke, Caladon swiped his fingertip over Leroy’s leaking head, then dipped his fingernail into Leroy’s slit.

  Sparks shot down Leroy’s stalk. His cock jerked and twitched and his balls pulled flush to his body. Leroy moaned. “No, no,” he muttered. “Want you in me,” he pleaded. “Want to feel you in me. Please!”

  Growling, Caladon gripped Leroy’s balls and squeezed.

  The urge to come eased, leaving Leroy panting and shivering. Sweat dripped from his body, dampening the cloth underneath him and chilling his skin in the evening air.

  “Ready for me?”

  Leroy rolled his eyes at Caladon’s dumb question. He wanted to yell at the man, demand to be taken, but he couldn’t seem to drum up the strength. Instead, he barely managed to gasp out, “Yes. Please.”

  Caladon growled again. “I do love it when you beg. Want to hear that for the rest of my days.”

  “If you fuck me, I might consider it,” Leroy snapped, finally gaining some self-control. “Sink your big, black dick into my white ass.”

  Chuckling roughly, Caladon grinned. “I can do that.”

  Caladon eased his fingers out of Leroy’s channel, which made him moan, but he didn’t complain. Knowing what was coming, his chute clenching eagerly for it, Leroy watched his lover swipe his hand over his dick, lubing himself up. Caladon’s other hand released Leroy’s cock and settled on his hip.

  Leroy gasped when Caladon used his hold to slide him a bit up the tree branch. His brows shot up, surprised and impressed by his lover’s strength. Next, Caladon pushed his cock down, pressing his dick’s head against Leroy’s opening. Leroy shivered in anticipation, then moaned as Caladon pulled him close again, driving his cock into Leroy’s channel.

  Moaning, Leroy felt himself being stretched and filled, his mate’s dick so long he imagined he could taste it in the back of his throat. He reveled in the sounds Caladon made, his grunts and growls, as Leroy’s body welcomed his cock inside him.

  Once Leroy’s ass lay flush to Caladon’s groin, the shifter rested both hands on Leroy’s hips and held him steady. Holding them still, Leroy impaled on Caladon’s dick, Caladon sighed and rested the back of his head against the tree trunk. His eyelids slid to half-mast as he peered down at Leroy. He offered him a twisted, almost drunken smile.

  “Your ass feels like home,” Caladon muttered.

  Leroy sighed, flexing his chute muscles, enjoying the feel of Caladon’s length filling him. “You’re welcome to come home anytime,” he quipped. When Caladon just lifted a brow and remained quiet, Leroy cocked his head. Crunching up, he struggled to a sitting position across Caladon’s thighs, relieved that his lover helped once the shifter realized what he was trying to do.

  Settled across Caladon’s lap, the man’s cock buried deep, Leroy wrapped his arms around his lover’s neck. Caladon held him close, one palm cupping Leroy’s ass and the other around his shoulders. Leroy peered into his mate’s eyes. He massaged the tendons in Caladon’s neck.

  “You’re my home, too, ya know?” Leroy whispered. Licking his lips, he opened his heart to this man, who he knew would always stand beside him. “You’ve given me everything I could ever want.”

  Caladon leaned forward and nuzzled his neck, mouthing the mark he’d left on Leroy’s shoulder. “What is that?”

  Sighing, Leroy tilted his head, enjoying the man’s ministrations and the tingles the light touches sent dancing down his spine. “Someone who will care for me, love me. Someone I can trust with my body and heart,” he whispered.

  Lifting his head, Caladon rested his forehead against Leroy’s. “Your heart?”

  Leroy nodded. “Oh, yes.” He pecked a kiss to Caladon’s lips, then whispered, “I love you. You’re my family now. As long as I have you, everything else will work out. I believe that.”

  Caladon sighed. His hold tightened as he settled his lips over Leroy’s. He thrust his tongue between Leroy’s lips and swept into him, claiming, exploring, tasting, and urging Leroy to do the same. Leroy tilted his head, sealing their mouths together more firmly, then their tongues tangled in a dance of heat and lust and dominance, which Leroy quickly lost and nothing could have made him happier.

  Moaning into his mouth, Caladon used his grip on Leroy’s ass to lift him up just a bit, drawing his cock partway out of his channel. Caladon rocked his hips up, driving his dick into Leroy’s clenching chute over and over. With unerring precision, he pegged Leroy’s gland, sending fire rocketing through his veins.

  Leroy moaned and whined against Caladon’s mouth, and the shifter swallowed his noises down as he took command of Leroy’s ass, drilling into him, driving his pleasure higher and higher. Leroy’s inner walls felt on fire, his balls hung swollen and heavy, and his dick ached and throbbed where it rubbed against Caladon’s eight pack abs.

  Finally, Caladon released Leroy’s lips. He peered into Leroy’s eyes. His dark eyes glittered in the evening light. “Come,” he ordered. “Paint us with your seed.”

  As if his body were wired to obey, Leroy’s balls drew flush into his body and his cock swelled, expelling his seed in mind-numbing pulses.

  “Yesss,” Caladon hissed, driving his cock into Leroy. “Love your scent,” he snarled. He thrust once, twice more, then yanked Leroy down as his cock swelled in his channel and hot fluid bathed his insides.

  Leroy whined at the sensation, hoping he
never got used to how amazing Caladon’s fluids felt filling him up. Caladon growled, his teeth lengthening and sharpening as he continued to spurt. Then Caladon lowered his head to Leroy’s neck and he felt those wicked canines bite deep into his shoulder.

  The flash of pain passed almost instantly before liquid bliss oozed through him, centering in his groin. His cock swelled again and pulsed, as a dry orgasm swamped Leroy’s senses, his balls having nothing more to give.

  Leroy screamed Caladon’s name as dark spots danced across his vision.

  Coming back to himself a few minutes later, Leroy became aware of Caladon’s hand petting up and down his spine. The man’s softening prick remained lodged in his ass. Caladon licked at his shoulder, cleaning away the traces of his bite, and Leroy knew his saliva sealed the wound.

  Leroy sighed with contentment. He tilted his head and nuzzled Caladon’s temple. Caladon practically purred in response. Lifting his head, he smiled warmly down at Leroy.

  “I love you, too, Leroy,” Caladon rumbled. He moved the hand from Leroy’s ass so he could brush Leroy’s sweaty hair from his eyes. “My home.”

  The peaceful smile Caladon wore caused Leroy’s chest to constrict. “I love you, too,” he replied, knowing his words were inadequate to describe the emotion pulsing through him.

  Caladon cupped his jaw and pecked a kiss to his lips. “Thank you for giving us a chance.” His smile dimmed. “I know it has not been easy for you.”

  “Maybe not,” Leroy started slowly. “But you’re more than worth it. Thank you for giving me a new family.”

  His brows furrowing a bit, Caladon murmured, “You consider my son your family?”

  Leroy shrugged. “It’s probably too soon to say that, but I consider those in the manor my family. Regardless of what happens with my job, I know I have a place here and with you.”

  Caladon grinned. “And will that be enough?”

  Feeling content and sleepy, Leroy cuddled into Caladon’s arms. “Yes,” he stated. “Never doubt that.” He lowered his arms to his mate’s chest and rubbed over his pecs a few times before wrapping them around his torso. “From the things your son and Golren said, they’re sticking around, right?”