Page 28 of Thor's Unexpected Mate

“Me too.” He pushed his finger in further, moaning as he stroked himself. “Doing this always gets me off so fast. It doesn’t matter how many times I cum, this always gets me there.”

“It’s… It’s so fucking hot,” I said, leaning into the moment. I was too turned on to check myself anymore, anyway. “I bet your ass is so tight.”

“I’m sure it will be with a cock that size,” he replied, nodding toward my massive member. “And I bet that piercing would feel amazing bouncing over my prostate.”

I bit my lower lip. Just the thought of being buried to the hilt inside Flynn nearly made me cum. The combination of scent, pheromones, and lust filling the room was enough to drive me over the edge. It was all I could do to stop the wolf from taking over and devouring him whole. I wanted to kiss him, to suck him, to fuck him, and to worship him all night long.

“Can… Can you do two fingers?” I asked, practically begging.

“You wanna see me really moan, don’t you?”

I nodded eagerly.

He slid another finger toward his hole, pulling the first out. Then, as one, the pair of them went back in, stretching his hole further. Flynn moaned even louder, stroking his cock faster. His muscles were tense, and his balls were pulled tight against his body. I could tell the pressure against his prostate was already driving him wild.

“Now fuck yourself,” I growled, grabbing my balls and giving them a firm tug downward. “I wanna hear you moan for me.”

Flynn grinned, and started working his fingers in and out, doing just as I’d asked. I growled in delight, watching his hole take every last bit he could muster. And I couldn’t believe how turned on I was. Sure, I’d had sex with women before, but this was totally different. I was drunk on pheromones and the scent of Flynn’s lust in the air. The pull of the mate bond made things even more intense and if I was being honest, there was something about his ass and cock that looked a million times more delicious than anything else I’d ever seen. The way he stroked and fucked himself in front of me with reckless abandon was more erotic than anything else I’d ever experienced. I wanted more of it, but I was too close to worry about that now.

“Fuck,” I groaned, rocking my hips forward. “You’re gonna make me cum.”

“Cum for me,” Flynn practically begged, his green eyes fixed on mine. “I want to see that huge load of yours.”

My muscles tensed and my balls drew up as the orgasm neared. A tingling sensation ran down my spine, spread over my pelvis, and filled my balls. Without looking away from that sweet pink hole of his, I cried out, breaking over the edge at last.

The scent of cum filled the air as I striped my belly and chest with one of the biggest loads I’d ever seen. It felt like I came buckets over and over again, the orgasm tearing through my body with so much pleasure that I lost track of time and self. But never once did I look away from Flynn.

At first, he was surprised by the ferocity of my explosion, but then he started to fuck himself faster. He was practically bouncing against his own fingers when he finally started to build. I felt his legs tense against mine, his toes curling downward as his ecstasy grew. What began as a low moan built into a full-on cry of pleasure as he stroked himself over the brink.

Pushing his fingers as deep as they would go, Flynn cried out as he came, covering himself in an impressive amount of seed. I stared hungrily as he coated himself. Then, without thinking, I pushed myself up and crawled over him, my body dwarfing his by comparison. He stared up at me with those green eyes all drunk with pleasure.

Before I knew what I was doing, I dipped down to his navel, running my tongue up his abdomen and across his chest. The salty sweet taste of his cum burst against my tongue and I felt the wolf inside me surge. At the same moment I felt my eyes dilate and the wolf vision took over. It was only a split second, but I saw the expression shift on Flynn’s face.

Cold fear filled my body as I clenched my eyes shut.

“Fuck!” I pulled my hand up to my face, covering my eyes.

“Are you okay?” he asked, a hand on my shoulder.

“Uh… yeah. Just… eyelash or something. I’ll be right back.”

Turning away from him, I hopped off the bed and headed for the bathroom. I was careful not to look back at him, my vision having lost most of its human color. Instead, I saw the world in blues, yellows, and grays, the way it looked in my wolf form. My eyes had shifted, and the rest of my body wouldn’t be far behind if I didn’t get myself under control.

The moment I was in the bathroom I locked the door behind me and turned on the shower to cover up the grunts I made as I tried to fight back the wolf.

And then I heard it. An alarm howl coming up the mountain.

Something was wrong.

Chapter Twelve: Thor

I didn’t have time to clean up. Grabbing a towel from the rack, I wiped myself off, tossed it into the hamper, and went back to the bedroom. My vision was already back to normal, but Flynn was still staring at me with a confused look on his face.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” I nodded. “I’m fine. But I need to go.”

“Did… Did I do something wrong?”

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