Page 34 of Beyond Fate

“Casimir!” Damon writhed as he came, pulling Casimir’s hair as his mate’s body jerked. His cum splashed down Casimir’s throat, and he drank every last drop.

His mate collapsed back down as Casimir pulled away, smiling up at Damon. “How was that for an old man?”

Damon grinned, showing off a set of bright, beautiful teeth. “Perfect.”

“Glad you approve, nékah.” Casimir slowly climbed back up Damon’s body, his cock trailing over his mate’s stomach, leaving behind a clear line of pre-cum.

He stared down into his mate’s captivating eyes, fascinated that this magnificent wolf had managed to shatter the chains of loneliness Casimir had carried inside of him for eons. The shifter ignited a spark within him to truly live instead of just surviving, to mold himself into everything Damon needed him to be, and, in turn, help Casimir finally feel whole.

“Metkíen kûynté, ceutyâ netyâ.”

Damon frowned. “What did you just say?”

Casimir grinned. “Maybe this old man will tell you later.”

Chapter Ten

A burst of laughter escaped Casimir when Damon rolled them, placing the warrior on his back. Gazing at Casimir lying under him, all Damon could think was how gorgeous the fae was.

“If you wanted to be on top, all you had to do was say so,” Casimir teased.

“Want to ride your fat dick,” he murmured before lowering his head and capturing Casimir’s lips in a soul-stirring kiss. His mate arched his back, greedily opening his mouth to suck in Damon’s tongue.

Casimir ran his hands up Damon’s arms and settled them on his shoulders as Damon slanted his head and took the kiss deeper. He shuddered when he tasted himself on Casimir’s lips and tongue. It had been the most intense orgasm Damon could remember ever experiencing.

When they broke apart, Damon growled softly. “Your eyes are doing it again.” Once again Damon was mesmerized by the glow of his mate’s eyes, the cerulean irises swirling like blue smoke in an upward draft, with those sparkling stars in the center.

“They’ll continue to do so until your wolf claims me, nékah. Our souls are already intertwined, but my soul knows it doesn’t have all of you yet, that there is a part missing.”

Damon’s heart ached at the reminder his wolf still wasn’t a part of their mating, and although he knew he would feel the need to bite Casimir during sex, that the shattering disappointment would come, he still desired Casimir and wanted to feel his mate inside of him.

“I love looking into them.” Damon ran his fingers over the points of Casimir’s ears, causing them to wiggle. He frowned. “Your ears are wiggling.”

“They are very sensitive,” Casimir admitted.

“How sensitive?” Damon grinned wickedly as he continued to brush his fingers over the soft skin.

Casimir grabbed his wrists and pulled them away. “If you don’t stop, I will come before I’m even inside of you.”

“That sensitive?” Damon growled playfully. He hadn’t known that and loved discovering new things about his warrior.

“Do you feel how hard I am under your ass?” He ground his cock against Damon’s backside. “You keep playing with my ears and I’ll shoot off. As good as it feels, I want to spill my seed inside your body, not against it.” He gripped the base then playfully tapped his cock against Damon’s ass. “Lift for me, beautiful.”

“Spill your seed inside of me?” Damon chuckled. “I would say we still needed to work on your sexy talk, but that sounds hot as fuck.” Something stupid raced through his mind. “Big bad-ass Méityah warrior. He can fight. He can fuck. And he even comes with his own natural lube and weapons that rest right on his skin. Adult supervision required.”

Casimir softly laughed. “Dark magic sold separately.”

Damon’s smile faltered.

“It’s okay, nékah.” Casimir brushed his knuckles over Damon’s cheek. “We’re just enjoying each other, and you have to learn to poke fun at yourself.”

If Casimir had clumsily lost his magic, maybe they could poke fun, but he’d had it viciously ripped away. Damon didn’t find anything humorous about that. Casimir had had to survive for two millennia without them.

“Okay, fine. Great sense of humor sold separately,” Casimir amended.

With a low growl, Damon touched the tip of his nose against Casimir’s. “Amazing sense of humor also included.”

“Does that Méityah warrior also come with the chance to fuck his mate?” Casimir panted, still gripping his hard cock.

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