Page 8 of A Husband for Max

Max liked a little pain with his pleasure. I was surprised at how keen I was to explore it, but I shouldn’t have been. Selkie used our whole body to communicate. I was used to getting what I wanted across with a little nip or two. Getting to practise with Max was alluring, and I ground my hips down into his.

He groaned, pulling back from the kiss and collapsing into the bed, panting. “You’re too fucken good at that.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” I loved the way his body twitched whenever I smiled. Like it couldn’t control how the sight of my teeth made him react. “You didn’t seem to complain much.”

“No.” The answer sounded like a question. His brows furrowed slightly, and there were a few quiet blinks. He looked so sweet, thinking that I couldn’t help but nuzzle at his neck. Max tilted his head and I let my teeth rest at the chord of his throat. His shivering wasn’t lost on either of us. “But I never jump into bed with anyone. It’s fast… Isn’t it?”

Humans. Even though they put rabbits to shame with popping out babies, their hang-ups for supernatural encounters were insane. Especially when the connection was instantaneous. I’d be amused if I didn’t want to get fucked so much.

“You returned my pelt, Max. Everything else is happening too slow.”

Each word had my teeth and lips rubbing against his skin. With each pass, his hands gripped harder at my hips, pulling us closer. There was no doubt he wanted me, too; his body wouldn’t stop reacting to each movement. Max’s brain might tie him in knots, but the old magic was already working. Whatever tied two souls together had already done its job on us. Getting a human on board was not how I’d envisioned my evening, but it barely mattered.

Max was mine as much as I was his. And no amount of human denial would stop that.

“I did, didn’t I?”

Thankfully, he seemed to give up on his minor crisis and his hands slid through my fur. It tickled enough that I humped into his body and bit harder at his collarbone. When I finally pierced the skin, we both groaned. Even his blood tasted like the ocean.

The need to be careful was overwhelming. I wanted to bite harder, to tear at the skin, to get more of the taste. But the instinct to protect Max was just as much. The way it coursed through my body only seemed to make me harder. Max’s body responded. Even if he’d just come, he was still hard as steel and I couldn’t wait to get it inside.

I struggled with trying to keep the marks to a minimum. Max flailed, reaching for the nightstand. He cursed as I grinned, nipping at his skin. It was enticing, the way little bits lifted with just some pressure and then snapped back into place. Every time he hissed, I lathered the spot with my tongue, soothing the hurt I made.

The teasing touch made the human secured beneath me groan with frustration.

He made a triumphant sound, and something plodded onto the bed beside them. When I lifted my head, the condom and lube on the bed made me smile again.

“You wanted me to fuck you, right?”

He was like some cartoon character. I fully expected him to stutter and blush and be genuinely sweet. It made me want to laugh, but I kept it in. Wouldn’t do to put him off by acting like a child, even if it was hilarious.

I may have sniggered a little into his armpit as I reached for the supplies. It had been a while since I’d done more than just played around. I wanted to enjoy my new human, not worry about uncomfortable sensations. Besides, Max seemed to enjoy the spike of pain more than I did. It was wonderful to tease him for the rest of the day.

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With Tesh astride my hips and thighs, I couldn’t help but watch him. He was so alive and expressive that it was difficult not to. In his half seal form Tesh was a pure siren. What skin still existed was translucent and moved inhumanly. Muscles were different in this form. Didn’t seals have a layer of fat for insulation? Most of the definition was gone and his body was smooth to touch. At least where there wasn’t any of the short, slick fur.

Tesh was made for the sea, and I could see it in every movement he made.

I hissed when his icy hands gripped our dicks together and he laughed in that soft seal bark of his.

“Hold on, handsome. Gotta get you ready for me.”

He didn’t, really. The lubed up fingers and cock would just make it more difficult to get the condom on. But I would not point that out when he watched our erections rub together as closely as he did. That was breathtaking. The way he panted and his lips parted, showing serrated teeth. The same ones I knew had left marks all over my chest. At least most of my work this coming week was administration and I wouldn’t need to be on site and possibly shirtless for a bit. Not exactly questions I wanted to be fielding with the rest of the team, even if they were mostly good natured.

Even if it had only been minutes, the urge to protect the delicate shapeshifter was overwhelming.

I gasped when he gripped us tighter, his rock hard dick sliding against me. Trying to bring us closer together.

“Eyes on me, Max. You shouldn’t be thinking of anything else.”

I wasn’t going to tell him he was right, and dug my fingers into the fur at his hips and pulled him closer. So close I swore I could feel the bone in his cock that kept him hard. Tesh bucked against me. It didn’t matter how sassy he acted, that he was just as turned on as me was beyond anything I’d ever wanted.

I couldn’t wait to fuck him, too.

Tesh’s head tilted slightly, and the panting deepened. He scrambled for the foil packet. Even with slippery hands, he opened it with his teeth. Our erections twitched at the sharp sound and my hips bucked. I was glad I held onto his hips. The movement was entirely involuntary and my body clearly had a mind of its own. We were going to fuck, soon, and my body wasn’t going to let me change my mind.

Tesh smirked, fumbling and rolling the condom over my hot skin. His eyes watched it, pupils blown wide with the shift and his arousal as he took the whole scene in. I knew we weren’t going to forget this anytime soon.

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