Page 39 of Beautiful Butterfly

His mate shifted to his human form then stretched out beside him. “I take it you had a good time?”

“The best.” He cupped Wyatt’s face, smiling so widely his cheeks hurt. “You gave me a night to remember.”

Wyatt’s seductive grin set Alister’s pulse racing. “We could make it even more memorable.”

Repositioning himself to hover over Alister, his mate trapped one of Alister’s nipples between his teeth, teasing the sensitive nub.

“Feels good,” Alister moaned, his fingernails digging into Wyatt’s back.

Wyatt’s teeth scraped along his chest to lap at his other nipple. Alister gasped, bucking his hips. He felt Wyatt’s hard length pressed against him, and he wanted nothing more than to feel that hardness inside of him.

“Fuck,” Alister breathed, his hips bucking as Wyatt’s fingers grazed over his erection.

His mate slid down Alister’s body, then Wyatt’s mouth was on him, hot and wet and perfect.

Alister cried out, tangling his fingers in his mate’s hair. He felt himself spiraling out of control, felt the pleasure building inside of him until it was all he could think about.

Spreading his legs wider, Alister planted his feet on the grass and gazed at the twinkling stars above them. This was the perfect ending to a perfect day. His breathing became shallow. His head spun. Alister groaned as Wyatt sucked and licked, the unbelievable sensations so incredible. He writhed beneath his mate as the pressure built inside of him, pushing Alister closer and closer to the edge.

“Gonna come.” He tightened his fingers in his mate’s hair.

Wyatt sucked harder, lashing his tongue against the sensitive tip of Alister’s cock. He took Alister’s cock to the root then tightened his throat muscles, keeping a tight grip as his mate pulled back up the length.

“Wyatt!” Alister jerked and twisted as his orgasm tore through him. Wyatt pulled back and stroked Alister, his hand cupped over the head.

Before he could catch his breath, Wyatt flipped Alister onto his hands and knees, using Alister’s cum to lube his hole. Wyatt drove his fingers in, scissoring them as Alister thrust backward, still riding the wave of his climax.

Then Wyatt’s fingers were gone, replaced by his cock. The head popped inside Alister’s ass. Wyatt gripped his sides, tilted his ass upward, and slow-fucked the rest of the way inside. When he was fully seated, Wyatt paused, his fingers tensing and relaxing.

“My cock buried in your ass is the most beautiful sight.”

Alister curled his fingers into the grass, mewling loudly. Then he gasped when Wyatt smacked his right cheek, leaving a delicious sting behind. “Gonna yell at me for spanking you?” he teased.

“Do it again,” Alister begged.

Wyatt pistoned into his ass then slowed. He swatted Alister’s left cheek, purring as he massaged the sting. “My handprint looks so fucking good on your pale skin, baby.”

Already Alister was hard again, his cock throbbing between his legs. He pushed backward, trying to get Wyatt’s fat cock deeper in his ass, his knees sinking a little into the ground.

His mate sucked in a deep breath. “Someone wants to get fucked pretty badly.” He smacked Alister’s right cheek again. “Tell me how desperate you are for this dick.”

“Fuck me…please,” Alister whined. “I need to feel you pounding into me.”

Instead, Wyatt took his time, thrusting slowly, the nerve endings in Alister’s ring of muscle tingling outward.

“I’m desperate for your dick,” Alister snarled. “There, I said it. Now move faster, dammit!”

Wyatt slapped his left cheek as he chuckled, rocking slowly inside Alister. “There’s my feisty mate.”

Wyatt rode him hard, pounding into him relentlessly. Alister’s mouth went dry as he quivered, loving every second of Wyatt’s cock crashing over his prostate.

“Mine,” Wyatt snarled, his fingers tightening around Alister’s hips. That single, possessive word drove Alister closer to another orgasm. He belonged to this wild beast, claimed by him, and loved Wyatt to the depths of his soul.

His mate blanketed Alister’s back, and then sank his canines into soft flesh. In the glow of the moonlight, Alister wailed. His second orgasm was stronger than his first, shattering him into a million pieces.

Wyatt pulled his canines free and buried his cock, shouting as his seed spilled, bathing Alister’s channel.

Too boneless to move, Alister simply collapsed as he tried to catch his breath, aftershocks making him jerk slightly.

Wyatt stretched out next to him and ran his knuckles over Alister’s neck and shoulder. “I love you, butterfly.”

“I love you, too.” Alister sighed in contentment.

For so long he’d felt adrift, trying desperately to navigate through life the best he could. He was finally on the right track, thanks to Wyatt’s unwavering devotion and love.

THE END

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