Flynn, Joyee - Sheriff Found [Hiding Hounds 1] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove)

by Joyee Flynn

  “And we’ve not even gotten to the sex yet.” He chuckled as he pulled his fingers out of me. I groaned at the loss and almost empty feeling but got more excited when I saw what he’d be replacing them with. He pushed my legs up to my chest and placed my hands on my thighs. “Tell me if it hurts, and I’ll go slower, okay?”

  “Okay, Randall,” I answered, nodding so I wouldn’t drool at the sight of his massive cock lining up with my hole. I did give pause for a moment as to how his at least ten inches would fit inside of me, but I trusted my mate. When he pushed the first inch in, I held my breath at the burning I felt shooting through my body.

  “Breathe, baby, just breathe through the burn. It won’t last,” Randall said gently, and I did as he wanted. He worked another inch into me, moving his hips slowly so that each time he moved forward, I took more of his dick. “Almost there, Toby, and then it will be nothing but pleasure.”

  “It’s just a little burn,” I replied, trying to take that look of concern off his face. “It’s worth it to be with you.”

  “God, your ass is like heaven, so fucking tight.” He moaned as the last of him pushed into me. I was actually pretty proud of myself for being able to take someone that big my first time having sex. And Randall seemed to be enjoying it, so at least I was pleasing my mate. Randall kissed me passionately as he moved my legs to the side and then wrapped them around his hips.

  “This is better than I’d ever thought it would be,” I said, gasping as he pulled out of me before thrusting back into me gently. Randall smiled widely at my assessment, and I felt myself blush. “Not the right thing to say during sex?”

  “No, it’s perfect. It’s just most people wouldn’t be so open about what they were feeling during their first time with someone,” Randall answered, winking at me as he snapped his hips. I moaned loudly, loving the feeling of him inside of me.

  He’d been right. There was no more burning, only more pleasure than I’d ever felt in my life. I lifted my hips to meet his thrust, and Randall seemed to like that. He groaned as he started taking me faster.

  “That’s it, baby, just like that,” he grunted, and I was thrilled he liked it. I moved them faster as he did, wanting to make it as good for him as he was for me. “Oh, god, Toby. Fucking amazing, I’ve never felt anything like this.”

  “Me either,” I panted, not trying to make a joke and just being honest with him. “I love the way you feel inside me.”

  “I do, too, baby. Your sweet little ass is like heaven.” Randall moaned. He leaned back a little bit, and I had to slide my hands down his arms. But when he did, he hit that spot in me again, pegging it with each thrust. I’d heard about that sweet spot. I think all men did. But I’d never found it the few times I’d played with my own ass. “Come for me, Toby. I want to see my baby climax again from the pleasure I give him.”

  “Randall,” I cried out, my orgasm hitting me instantly as if my mate telling me to come flipped a switch inside of me. I filled the space between us with my seed as he grunted and then groaned. Seconds later, Randall roared out my name, and I felt his cock twitch in me before he filled my body with his release.

  “That was fucking amazing,” Randall panted several moments later when our climaxes were finished. He started to pull away from me, and I panicked.

  “No, please, don’t leave me yet,” I begged, leaning forward and wrapping my arms around his neck. “I want you inside of me a little longer, Randall.”

  “I wasn’t going to leave you, Toby,” he whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arms around me. “I was just going to pull out and roll us over so I didn’t crush you with my weight.”

  “You’re not crushing me,” I said, shaking my head. “I like the feeling of your strong body covering mine. I feel so safe and wanted.”

  “Okay, baby, I won’t move yet,” Randall replied, kissing my neck. And he didn’t. We lay there for several minutes before he rolled us over so I was lying on top of him. I buried my face in his neck and yawned, a wonderful tired feeling running through my body. “It’s okay. Get some rest, Toby. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

  “Can we do this again after we nap?” I asked, wanting to feel this way again as soon as possible.

  “Let’s just see if you’re sore first,” he chuckled, hugging me tighter. I wasn’t sure what he meant about being sore. The burning had stopped in the first few minutes of us being together. But I trusted that my mate knew what was best for me. I smiled as I felt myself start to drift off. My mate had just made love to me and wanted to keep me. This was the happiest day of my life.

  Chapter 3

  Randall woke up from their nap and glanced at the clock. They’d slept about an hour, and he figured that was long enough to keep his mate feeling secure that he wouldn’t leave Toby.

  My mate? Randall thought, the idea shaking him down to his very core. Since when was he the type of guy who used words like that? Hell, when had he ever cared enough about someone he screwed to tend to his needs?

  But as he looked down at the hot twink sprawled over his body, he knew Toby was different. That didn’t mean this was going to be easy. Randall had never really had a relationship, getting off with one night stands and chance encounters when he needed to. He’d never had anyone sleep over before, much less cuddled with them after sex. What did it mean that he wanted to do all that and more with Toby?

  Shaking his head and gently moving Toby off of him, he groaned at the dried cum stuck to them. He really should have at least gotten up and cleaned them up. But when Toby looked almost panicked that Randall was going to leave him, he couldn’t help but cave. Getting off the bed carefully so he didn’t wake his little man, Randall headed into the bathroom and started the tub. Toby would need a good soak after his first time.

  Just thinking about the mind-blowing sex they’d had started to get him hard again. He couldn’t get over how open and passionate Toby was with him. Randall was used to quick fucks with men who didn’t want him to know how much they’d liked it. Of course, he’d been the same way. It wasn’t like he’d taken the time to compliment them or tell them if they’d been good or not. But Toby—wow. Being with him was the closest he’d ever felt to pure bliss.

  Randall added a little bath salt to the tube, something he’d die if people found out he liked. He was Sheriff, for god’s sake. Talk about being an Alpha male. If people knew he had a thing for bath salts, much less long baths, he’d totally ruin his street cred. He didn’t care if Toby knew, though. He wanted the man to know everything about him. Randall just prayed it didn’t scare his little pup away.

  When the bath was ready, Randall went back into the bedroom and stared down at Toby for a moment. He really was just breathtaking. Toby couldn’t have been more than five-five and a hundred pounds dripping wet. That did worry Randall. He didn’t like the way Toby pushed being thin into too skinny with ribs showing. He wondered if that had anything to do with Toby being sick, but he would find out and fix it, fast.

  “Wake up, pup,” Randall whispered as he lifted Toby into his arms. “It’s time for you to have a nice, hot soak.”

  “Randall,” Toby said with a smile, snuggling up in his arms as his eyes fluttered opened. “You really were here when I woke up.”

  “I’m not the easiest man, Toby, and you’ll learn that quickly,” Randall replied gently but firmly. Toby needed to know right off the bat what he’d gotten himself into. Because Randall knew after the first time he’d watch Toby orgasm that he’d never let the gorgeous man with a big heart leave. “But I take my word very seriously. If I say I’ll do something, I will, baby.”

  “Okay,” Toby said brightly, leaning up to lick Randall’s mouth. It made Randall wonder what else his little pup could do with that tongue. God, had Toby even given head before? Randall’s cock twitched at the idea of being the only one Toby had been with like that. Since when was he all possessive like this?

  “How sore are you, baby?” he asked gently, focusing back on the man in
his arms as he got them into the tub. It was larger than the average-sized tub since Randall was taller and liked taking baths. But it still wasn’t meant for two people. Toby would have to basically be on his lap, and that was just fine with Randall. He sat up in the tub, placing Toby between his legs, and laid him back against Randall’s chest.

  “My ass is a little tender, but shifters heal really fast,” Toby answered happily. “So, we can have sex really soon. Maybe after I take some more of my medicine?”

  “And we get you something to eat,” Randall said gently, trying to word what he wanted to say carefully. “Don’t take this the wrong way, Toby, because you know how sexy I think you are. But you’re really thin, baby. I’m worried about your health. We need to get you better and some meat on your bones, okay?”

  “I’ve lost like twenty pounds the last month,” Toby said softly as Randall reached for the soap and washcloth. He soaped it up really well before starting to wash his baby. Toby moaned and arched his back, tilting his long, thin neck for Randall. He instantly got hard as he took his time, exploring every inch of his man’s lithe body. “I love when you touch me, Randall.”

  “And I really love touching you, baby,” he replied with a growl of possession. “I’m having feelings about you, Toby, that I’ve never had before. I need you to be patient with me while I get use to that.”

  “What do you mean?” Toby asked, turning around so that he was lying face down against Randall’s body. He stared up at Randall, his eyes wide with curiosity.

  “I’m feeling very possessive of you, baby,” Randall whispered against Toby’s lips. “Like it thrills me that I’ve been the only one inside of you. I was wondering earlier if my cock would be the only one you’d ever suck. Y–you’re just mine, okay? I’m not sure what that means. But I know the idea of someone else seeing my baby naked makes me see red.”

  “That’s because I’m your puppy shifter,” Toby answered, licking his lips. “We’re very passive, almost submissive to our partners. And from what I’ve been told about when we find our true mates, they’re always very dominant. They want to take care of us and claim us. I like the idea of being yours. I’ll listen to you, Randall. I promise I will.”

  “I’m glad you feel that way,” he said firmly as a thrill raced through him at the idea of Toby submitting to him. “Because you’re right, baby. I’m a very dominant man. I want to know what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours, and I’d never do anything that wasn’t best for you, but I like my word to be the final one. Does that make sense?”

  “Of course,” Toby replied and then moaned loudly as Randall washed his ass. “If I’m good and listen, will we have sex often? I like the idea of giving you blow jobs. I’ve never done that. I’ve touched someone else once, and I’ve kissed a few people, but that’s it.”

  “Never again, Toby,” Randall growled loudly. Dropping the washcloth, he grabbed the small man’s upper arms and dragged him up until their noses were touching. “You are to never, ever kiss or touch anyone else again. Are we crystal clear on that? I will kill anyone who touches you.”

  “I don’t want anyone else,” Toby whimpered, shaking in Randall’s hold. “I would never cheat on my mate. I promise, Randall.”

  “Good,” he said firmly before relaxing his hold. Randall realized how callous he’d been in the way he handled his jealousy when Toby was still shaking in his arms. He sighed heavily, but when had he ever felt jealous before? Picking back up the washcloth, he made sure he was extra gentle with his small mate. “I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m not saying you would ever cheat on me. But this is what I was talking about. I’ve never been jealous before.”

  “S’okay, Randall,” Toby whispered and buried his face in Randall’s neck. “Part of me likes that you want me enough to get jealous. I just can’t help my reaction and fear. When someone’s mad, it normally means I’m going to get hit. But I didn’t shift and pee this time.”

  “Who’s hit you, Toby?” Randall asked, swallowing loudly to keep his anger in check at the idea of anyone hurting his baby. No one would fucking touch what was his ever again.

  “It’s a long story,” his little man said softly with a sniffle. “Can we finish getting clean first? I need some time to think about how I’m going to explain all this to you. Please don’t be mad. I just wasn’t planning on meeting my mate or anyone I’d have to talk about this with.”

  “Okay, baby,” he said, kissing Toby’s neck. Randall didn’t like to be kept waiting, but it was a reasonable request. It wasn’t like Toby was saying he wouldn’t tell Randall. He just needed time to get his thoughts together. “Let’s get cleaned up, feed my hungry pup, and the medicine going. But then we’ll talk about this, fair enough?”

  “Yes, very fair,” Toby answered as he sat up and reached for the shampoo. Randall watched his hot little mate as he seemed to be thinking so hard Randall could almost hear the wheels turning in his head. Toby lathered up Randall’s hair, taking time to rub his scalp well before doing his own. Pausing as they started to rinse, Toby cocked his head to the side and stared at Randall. “It’s okay that I asked for time like that, right? I mean, that wasn’t bad or disobeying you, was it?”

  “No, baby, that was just right the way you asked,” Randall said with a wide smile. He loved how easily Toby took everything in stride, wanting to make him as happy as he wanted to make Toby. “I’d be upset if you said no, you wouldn’t tell me, without a good reason, but needing some time to sort out your thoughts I understand. And while I might be dominant, Toby, I’m not your master. We’re mates, partners, okay? You don’t just have to do something because I say so. If it’s something you don’t want to do, you just need to talk to me.”

  “Okay, I like that,” Toby answered after a few moments as he rinsed his hair. “I know I’m somewhat submissive, but even though I’m a pup shifter, I don’t like the idea of being led around blindly. I mean, I have my own work and job that I love, you know? And I have things I need to do, too, not just follow you around all day. I like the idea of us being partners and not you being my owner.”

  “I’m glad, baby,” he said as they finished cleaning up.

  “I need to tell you one thing, though, Randall,” Toby said after a few minutes of silence as they got out of the tub. “And I hope this doesn’t upset you, but it takes me a little while to process things. I need time to bounce ideas around in my head before I know how I feel about them. Does that make sense?”

  “Yes, it does,” Randall answered with a nod, grabbing them each a towel. “I’m more the opposite. I decide things pretty much immediately. But I can see how other people don’t, and I’m okay with that. I just need to know when you need time to do that so I don’t just think you weren’t listening to me.”

  “I can do that!” Toby said excitedly, standing on his tiptoes to kiss Randall. “See, we’ll be good mates for each other. We can take care of each other and be loving partners!”

  “I’m glad you’re excited.” He chuckled as he leaned down to kiss his little pup again. “I want to know about this work you mentioned. What do you do for a living?”

  “I’m a graphic designer,” Toby answered as he smiled widely. “I have my own company and everything. I bring in lots of money for the pack, and it helps us survive in the mountains.”

  “Really?” Randall asked, feeling shocked. He couldn’t imagine the amount of time and patience it took to be a graphic designer. Watching Toby’s cute little bubble butt bounce as they walked out of the bathroom, Randall went to the dresser to get them clothes. Toby kept walking out of the room, and he stopped him. “We should get dressed.”

  “Why? We’re going to eat, and then I’m going to shift so I can take my medicine?” Toby asked, cocking his head as he looked up at Randall, confused. Randall felt himself get hard at the gesture, loving how curious his mate was. He leaned in close to Toby, making sure his hard-on was pressed up against his body as he whispered in his pup’s ear.
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  “Because if I’m seeing your hot little body in front of me, all I want to eat is you, Toby.”

  “I’m okay with that,” Toby whimpered, shivering against Randall. “I like that you want me.”

  “But we need to focus right now, baby,” he said gently as he kissed Toby’s neck. “Personally, I’d like to explore this desire of yours to give your first blow job as soon as we’ve done what we need to.”

  “Randall,” Toby whined, reaching to stroke Randall’s cock, but he stopped him in time.

  “After we eat and you take your medicine, Toby,” Randall replied a little more firmly. “Getting you better is my main priority right now.”

  “You’re going to take such good care of me,” Toby stated with a big smile as he stepped away. Randall chuckled as he went and tossed his hot little man one of his flannel shirts. He pulled on some sweats as he watched Toby dress. A thrill went through him as he watched his man wear his shirt. “I’ll take good care of you, too, Randall. I promise. I work from home, so I’ll always have dinner ready for you, and I’ll wash your clothes and clean the house.”

  Randall stared at Toby as he excitedly listed everything he was willing to do to make him happy. But it struck him at the same time…Toby was going to be his housewife. Was that something he even wanted? And what did Toby want?

  “Toby,” he said carefully as they made their way to the kitchen. “You’re not my housewife, baby. Are those things you even like to do?”

  Toby cocked his head and stared at him for a few moments as Randall started making them oatmeal. He figured that was something healthy that wouldn’t be hard on Toby’s stomach if he was still sick.

  “I like cooking,” Toby answered finally. “I really like cooking, but I don’t like doing dishes. And I don’t want to be a housewife, Randall. I just figured it was a way to take good care of you. Because if you’re dominant, you won’t like that I make more money than you. So, I thought I’d make sure to take on the household chores. And I don’t like vacuuming. I really don’t like vacuuming. I think it’s the puppy in me. The noise hurts my ears, and I want to hide.”