The Vet's Big Cat [Furnas and Gosper Shifters 1] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove)

by Lilybeth Zefram

  A series of rapturous noises escaped my mouth as I got the best blow job of my life.

  Minutes after we had started and with Kit’s mouth sucking on my dick, I erupted inside my mate’s mouth. The pulses of his swallowing my cum had him draining me dry. I thrust in and out of his mouth once or twice before removing my spent cock for the final time.

  I slid to the ground and dragged Kit with me. I cuddled him in my arms. “Let me help you, sweet mate,” I whispered into his ear. “What would you like?”

  “Just jerk me off.” Kit gasped. “I can’t last for anything else.”

  “As you wish.”

  We made short work of getting my mate’s dick out.

  “You feel so good in my lap. You belong here, Kit.”

  I kissed him thoroughly as I stroked his cock. I could taste myself in his mouth as I swept my tongue inside. Kit whimpered, trying to thrust his hips in a desperate attempt to get more. I thought of drawing out the pleasure but decided I wasn’t going to leave him hanging. If nothing else, I didn’t have the patience at that particular moment.

  Kit came, spurting semen on my hands and our shirts.

  I felt my dick twitch in interest when he cried out my name.

  I kissed Kit and rocked him, treasuring the feel of his weight in my arms while he came down from his orgasm.

  “Mm, that was mind-blowing.” Kit sighed, slurring his words like he had downed a six-pack of beer.

  “I know, love.”

  “I’m not your love yet,” he protested weakly. “But you are my mate.”

  “Yes, my mate.” Something primitive inside of me made me feel like beating my chest in victory, or something like that anyway. “We’ll get it right soon, Kit. Even though you have lived in a pack most of your life, I will still take things slow for you, to get used to me.”

  “I don’t like too slow,” he complained. “You’re my mate. I know what it is to live with shifters and I have seen other mates. I really don’t need to wait, Leo.”

  “Yes, I am your mate.” I kissed him again. “But we will go slowly for just a little bit. Could you just entertain my crazy idea for a little bit?”

  Kit appeared to be thinking about my request deeply. He sighed heavily. “Oh. All right. But as I said, I do not want to go at a glacial pace. I may not be a shifter but I was raised with other shifters and treated equally to them. I have the same expectations for mating as the others in my pack.”

  I nodded. “I understand and thank you for accepting my request. For now, though, I am hungry and I would like to tell the whole world that you are my mate.” I threaded my fingers through his hair, gently, trying to smooth it out. “You are one amazing man, Kit, and I look forward to knowing you more. I can’t wait for the moment that I can claim you properly.”

  “Right back at you, Leo.”

  This time Kit pressed a chaste kiss on my cheek and it was still so fucking sexy.

  Chapter Three

  Kit Pryde

  I could not believe what I had just done.

  I have never in my twenty-nine years on planet Earth ever felt the wave of lust so strong for anyone that I just let my body and cock lead me. Far out, it had led me to the most explosive orgasm of my life. I could not quite comprehend that quite yet. Leo hadn’t even fucked me – I had sucked that monster of a cock down my throat and it had been one of the most exciting sexual encounters of my life. Then Leo had jerked me off and I felt myself fall apart while sitting on his lap.

  I felt boneless.

  I felt like I was just a puddle of goo being held together by Leo.

  I couldn’t move. I feared I would never get put back together again. It was like I was some sort of sick and twisted version of the nursery rhyme Humpty Dumpty.

  Leo had said that I am his mate.

  The implications were wonderful and frightening at the same time.

  The first coherent thought that I managed to form was that our pack seer had been absolutely, one hundred percent correct all those years ago.

  My mate only chuckled at me. Smirking, he asked, “And what was it that your pack seer said that was correct?”

  “I said that out loud?” I asked. I could have sworn I was only thinking about the Seer’s prediction.

  My thoughts were cut through by Leo’s deep, rumbling laugh.

  “And you also said that though out loud, too.”

  “What?” I was really confused now.

  Leo replied, still thoroughly amused. “You said that you could have sworn that that you were only thinking about the pack seer.”

  “Oh.” Things were making sense now.

  My mate was quiet for a moment before he prodded me with his original question. “What prediction did your pack seer make?”

  I smiled widely, happy and finally able to answer coherently. If this is what giving Leo a blow job did to my brain, I was pretty much fucked, and not in the good way that was also sure to happen at the same time. How long would it take for me to become a functional human being after mind-blowing sex?

  “That my mate would be a lion and that I would find him far away from San Diego.” Shakily, I added, “I think fourteen hundred miles counts as far away.”

  “I’m sure it does.” My mate’s voice was gentle. He held me where we sat on the floor as he rubbed my shoulders. “Should we rejoin the party? We can call it our first date, yeah?”

  “Yeah.” I felt my body start to regain composure. “Yeah. We can do that. I’d like that.”

  “Come on, Kit, time to face the music.”

  “They’re going to tease us now.” I know, I sounded like a little kid.

  “True, but I’ll make sure that they don’t hurt you in any way.” He kissed the top of my head. “Being from a pack you should know that mating is cause for a family celebration, much like a wedding. Personally, I think people will just be impressed that Fate found someone who could even attempt to put up with my surly ass.”

  I snorted in amusement. “Whatever. Besides I don’t know you yet.” I then felt like I needed to add, “Even if I had your dick down my throat.”

  Leo laughed again, a loud booming laugh. “Well, in that case, you need to come on a date with me so that you can get to know me.”

  I tried to hide my amusement, but it was difficult because suddenly the world just seemed to be so right for once.

  “Very well, Leo, let’s go on our first date. The quicker we date, the quicker I get to know you.”

  He nodded. “Good.”

  “To your uncle’s Fourth of July barbecue with your entire family, and Lord knows how many pack members will also attend. Because let’s not forget, your uncle is the alpha of your pride,” I added dryly. “Right. Totally not going to be awkward.”

  “You’ll love it, babe.” Leo was quick to assure me.

  “Riiiight.” I drew out the word.

  My mate smiled at me and took my hand. He squeezed gently.

  He then placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, drawing me into a warm embrace. “You’re adorable and I cannot wait to get to know you, Kit.” Leo kissed me again. “And like I said not long ago, I cannot wait to claim you either.”

  “Oh wow.” I let out a rush of breath.

  “Definitely wow.”

  I laughed then. “I just sucked you off and now I’m acting like a nervous virgin.”

  “Does it help if I say I’m nervous? I just got an amazing, mind-blowing blow job.” Leo held my hand tighter. “I know next to nothing about you and you’re my mate. I cannot fuck this up. I need you to help me not to fuck this up.”

  Smirking, I told him, “You know, I’m pretty sure that’s called being in a relationship. From what I understand that is exactly what mating is—a relationship between two people fated to be together.”

  That got the twinkle of amusement back in my mate’s eyes.

  “Well, actually, a few of the bears in the clan around here actually have two or three mates.”

  “Kinky, but not my type of thing
. I’m happy with one lion shifter.”

  “That’s fantastic to hear, Kit,” Leo replied. “But it’s true. Some of the bears have more than one fated mate. In fact, the clan alpha and beta are mated, but are looking for their third.”

  I quirked an eyebrow at him. “Seriously?”

  I had heard of ménage matings before, but had never encountered anyone in such a mating. I had met brown bear shifters but had never heard of such a thing from them, so I assumed it had to do with the species of bear in the clan.

  My mate only nodded.

  “Well, as I said, all cool as all that sounds I got my hands full with a certain lion.”

  We tidied our clothes but nothing could hide the come on our shirts. I ran to get a clean shirt, that was an easy fix. But I told Leo that I didn’t have a shirt that would fit him, but Leo said he had a spare in his car for the times he shifted for a run.

  We finally started moving to leave my house.

  Leo led me by the hand and as we walked from my backyard, down the drive to the front yard and rounded onto Pastor Andrew’s property, we took a brief detour to retrieve the clean shirt from Leo’s car. The whole time we could hear the sounds of joy and the smells of fantastic food wafting on the breeze from the yard. The numbers of party-goers had swelled and the backyard was filling with more and more people I assumed to be shifters from the pastor’s pride.

  I wouldn’t be a real member of the pride until I actually fully mated with Leo by his claiming me. At that point, I would be more perceptive of the general feeling among the pride. But even so, the joy felt by the pride was palpable in the air.

  “Leo,” the pastor—I suppose he’s Uncle Andrew to me now, too—approached us with another man who looked similar to the alpha, but a heck of a lot like Leo. I assumed that it was either another uncle or his father, the similar height and build made it clear that these two were related. “As soon as we realized what was going on between you and our new vet I had to track down my baby brother and give him the good news.” The alpha glanced at me. “Did you claim your mate, Leo?”

  “No yet, Uncle.” Leo cleared his throat. “I want to romance my mate first.”

  “I’m all for romance, but I was raised in a coyote pack,” I reminded my mate.

  The man that had to be Leo’s father engulfed my mate into an enthusiastic embrace. Leo’s back received a number of hearty pats and was all but lifted off the ground. Sincerely, I was expecting for Leo to be twirled around like you see in the movies. Leo grunted and pushed his father away when the man kissed him on the forehead. That seemed to be where Leo drew the proverbial line.

  “Get off me, Dad. Jesus Christ. I’m forty-two years old. You don’t need to paw at me.”

  I wanted to laugh. My mate was bringing out the puns. But I decided against it since there was an incredibly sexy, yet boyish, frown on my mate’s face.

  The other interesting bit of information that I picked up on was that my mate was thirteen years older than me. Of course, that only matters for humans—I know that well enough. Since shifters lived for centuries, as did their mates once claimed, something as silly as a few stray decades between mates was not really an issue.

  “Of course, how rude. I need to introduce myself to my new son-in-law.” Leo’s father was extremely cheerful, but then again he had just heard that his son had found his other half. “I’m Devin Pard. Leo’s father, as I’m sure you’ve assumed. Like Leo, I am also an enforcer for the pride.”

  “Um…hello. I’m Kit. The new vet.” I was so damn eloquent. I could write speeches for politicians damn it. “I grew up with my stepdad’s family in a coyote pack in San Diego. So I know about shifters even though I’m human.”

  The man who was now essentially my father-in-law just grinned, which was just so similar to Leo’s. Except Leo had a sexy dimple. I literally only just noticed that in that precise moment when I glanced to my mate, who looked as amused as his father. Devin put an arm around my shoulder.

  Leo’s father’s expression was jovial. “I’m afraid I already knew that. I was the one that gathered more information about you for my brother. We were just told to leave you be though. Rest assured, other than my brother, Alpha Andrew, I am the only pride member that knew about you.”

  “So I heard,” I muttered.

  I really didn’t know how I felt about that. Not about being investigated by the pride, that was only natural and such security measures were essential. If the alpha did not do the research, they would ask one of their trusted inner-circle to do it for them. It was more about the fact that my dad and alpha had been so adamant that I live as a human. So adamant, in fact, that only the alpha and one of his enforcers knew.

  In the end, though, I think I felt a warm fuzzy feeling at how my dad cared for me, and how the pack alpha took his responsibility as my alpha seriously. Sometimes, as a human adopted into the pack, it was easy to feel insecure. In that moment, I felt a sudden surge of excitement at the thrill of finding my mate that had nothing to do with the sexual attraction I felt for Leo. Which reminded me, what I really wanted to do was to talk to my parents.

  The rest of the barbecue was a bit of a blur. Naturally, I spent the rest of the day and well into the evening all but glued to Leo’s side.

  There was delicious food.

  A number of cute lion cubs playfully shifted between lion and human form. They approached Leo and me, excited at the prospect of a new person in the pack.

  Once the sun set, there was a brief fireworks display, especially for the young ones before they were eventually taken home for bed. After another, larger and louder display of fireworks at nine thirty, many of the families with older children and young teens began to go home, too. It was at this point that the alpha’s backyard became an open dance floor, and a lot more alcohol began to make an appearance in the ice bins filled with drinks.

  Leo and I did our own fair share of dirty dancing.

  We kissed, too. Well, made out is probably a more accurate term.

  There were a lot of catcalls. Leo’s family and pack members were heckling us, telling us to get a room. It was all good-natured teasing.

  By some mutual but unspoken agreement, Leo and I were happy to stay and enjoy the festivities. At the end of the night, like he was my very own knight in shining armor, Leo walked me to my front door, which was a mere fifty-five yards to the left.

  I had high hopes of the night ahead. I thought we had got to know each other pretty well. Most mates I knew did the claiming and then got to know each other once their hormones had settled down after many hours of fantastic sex. However, any hopes that I had which involved a lot more than the blow job in the afternoon was dashed by my mate.

  “Just a kiss, then I’ll go home, my sweet Kit.”

  I pouted. I don’t ever recall an occasion in my life where I had pouted, but I think this situation definitely called for a pout.

  “Why? You’re my mate, you want me.” I listed off each point on the fingers of my left hand. “I want you. I’ve spent most of my life in a shifter pack and therefore know exactly what to expect from a mating. We did get to know a lot about each other already today and tonight. And…” I took a deep breath. “I want you so badly, too.”

  Leo cupped my face and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. He nibbled at my bottom lip, causing a moan to slip from my lips.

  “All of those points are very true,” he agreed. “However, my darling mate, when you moved to Holbrook you came with your alpha and stepfather requesting that you live like a normal human. For just a little bit, at least.”

  “Pretty sure all that changed when I met my mate.”

  I turned up the heat on the pout. I really needed to get my point across. I was raised for the better part of my life by shifters. As I said, I knew what happened with mates. Just like a shifter, I happily wanted to fall into my mating—allowing my instincts and the instincts of my lion—to take over. I knew that my mating was my chance for my happily ever after. I knew that Fate ha
d decided that Leo was the perfect match for me. I had heard stories of maybe two absolutely disastrous matings where the people just weren’t compatible. However, that was all hearsay. One the other hand, every mating I had seen in the pack, although required each partner to work for their relationship like in any marriage, was the literal meaning of bliss once the mates had found their equilibrium.

  “Perhaps that is correct,” Leo conceded with a heavy sigh. “But I want to wait because it feels right. I don’t want you to regret the night that I claim you because we both let our hormones get in the way of the start of our actual relationship.”

  Oh. My. Fucking. God.

  That was the moment that I discovered my mate was a romantic, and I felt myself begin to fall in love with him. He’d been saying he wanted to wait since the mind-blowing blow job, but now he actually voiced his opinion as a romantic notion. Now I felt like I had melted into goo around Leo’s feet.

  “Oh. Ok. But I don’t want to wait too long.” I licked my lips as I tried to think of something more. “I already told you that a million times tonight.”

  “How about a date tomorrow night? I need to work day shift tomorrow, and I assume that you will be back at work, as well.”

  I nodded eagerly. “Yeah, I have to work, but a date tomorrow night sounds awesome.”

  Leo’s face lit up as the smile on his face spread from ear to ear. “I will think of something special. It will be our official first date, after all.”

  I waggled my eyebrows at him. “Just so you know if things go well I won’t be averse to anything like you claiming me to happen tomorrow night.”

  “I’ll keep that in mind,” Leo assured me. “I just don’t want…” He groaned, scrubbing his face with both hands. “I just want everything to be perfect with you. I need it to be perfect for you.”

  At this point, I knew that I shouldn’t show my displeasure at not being claimed yet. I was a reasonable man and my mate had made an incredibly sweet and heartfelt request. If he wanted things to be perfect—well, I’d think up a way to romance my lion on our first date.