what he wanted.
Four fingers in. Dian didn’t have a clue how much experience Kee had, and he wasn’t about to stop and ask. But when Kee could take four of his fingers, Dian knew it would have to be enough. He’d kept silent, enjoying the babble, cries, moans and groans from his new mate, but he could feel the shift in the air as he wiped off his fingers on his length, and shuffled on his knees so he was in position.
Kee was holding his breath. This was it. It would be physically impossible for Dian to penetrate his mate and not claim him. Not that he would. That would just insult all that Kee was to him and with Kee’s example of his protective instincts flashing through his head, Dian knew he was doing the right thing. Holding the base of his cock firmly, he pressed the mushroomed head of his length against his mate’s loosened hole.
“Yes.” Kee drew out the word, barely louder than a whisper, but Dian felt the sound resonate against his soul.
He thrust his hips forward, biting his bottom lip as pressure suddenly swamped his cock. I’m not going to last.
Fortunately, Kee seemed just as keen on his claiming as Dian was. As soon as Kee’s body had accepted his length comfortably, Dian started to move, Kee encouraging him to go faster with every inward thrust. Dian blamed the air around them – it was crackling with tension; erotic and significant somehow. He’s a shifter. He won’t break, and just thinking about that had Dian falling over Kee’s torso, fisting the covers by his mate’s shoulders as his hips moved faster than they ever had in his adult life.
His mate. While the claim was cemented by sex, even now, Dian could feel there was so much more going on. His gargoyle side was lurking, there were fangs protruding from his bottom lip. Kee’s eyes took on an “other” worldly sheen, and there were small claws digging into Dian’s forearms.
Dian didn’t care. He was ready to come. Every cell in his body was tensed, geared up, his balls tight, his cock as hard as it had ever been even in his third form, ready… waiting…
“Now.” Kee’s whisper was the push over the cliff Dian needed. Arching his neck, Kee grinned a half grin showing cute little fangs. Dian bent, as though going down for a press up, his mouth open wide. One crunch, Dian’s gargoyle roared loud enough in his head to wipe out any other sound, and the shudder that ran through his body as his balls unloaded was overwhelming. Dian was barely conscious of a spider web of feelings crawling up each arm from where Kee was holding him, too intent on covering his bite with his saliva so a scar would form. Then, because he was determined no one was going to ever pull them apart, he tilted his own neck, rewarded with the smell of Kee’s spunk, a sharp nip on his neck, and the snap of their soul bond linking him to Kee forever.
“Oh, wow. Oh, wow, wow, wow.” Dian rested his head on the mattress taking most of his weight on his arms so Kee wouldn’t get crushed. “Best claiming sex ever.”
The pearls of Kee’s laughter rang around the room. “You sound like it’s something you do once a week,” he said, but Dian knew, he could sense now, that Kee was teasing. “Hey,” Kee’s hands trailed up his arms, “it looks like I’ve claimed you twice. How cool.”
“Twice?” Shaking his head, Dian lifted it and looked at a web of silver that ran up both forearms. “Er… how did that happen? I thought you were a fox shifter?”
“Yep, an Arctic fox shifter,” Kee said with a big smile. “But my father’s a pixie. Couldn’t you tell?”
A pixie? Dian would’ve groaned but that would’ve been rude. Besides, Kee was wiggling his hips and his cock was showing no signs of going down. We’ll deal with that fuck up in the morning.
“Ready to go again?” It was Kee who pulled him in for a kiss this time.
Chapter Eleven
Kee groaned as he woke up. His body ached in that ‘ridden hard and put away wet’ mode – not enough to justify a shift, but a pleasant reminder of a fun night. Rolling onto his back, he stretched, let out a big burp and opened his bleary eyes. Then he narrowed them. “Why is there glitter and shiny stuff floating around the bed?”
“You