Page 13 of Rumble of the Crumble

I felt like I was going to implode with how I couldn’t set myself free. What could I do?

Leonidis?

Great, now I’d disturbed Butch and worried him.I’m okay.

Talk to me, mate,he coaxed.

I’m restless, I confessed, throwing myself on my huge bed, making it creak.I want to go for a run.

Not a great idea.

I scowled. Like I needed my mate scolding me, too?

I know that.I didn’t hide my annoyance. My tail twitched angrily.

There was a long silence. I sighed.I’m sorry.

It’s okay. I understand.

I held back another snap. No, he didn’t. How could he? It wasn’t his freedom being curtailed.

I can think of a way to make you sleep.

You can?My mane fluffed out as his low, sexy drawl went straight to my barbed cock.

Uh-huh.

I chewed on my bottom lip. I didn’t need a manual to work out what he was suggesting. Was I ready for that yet? I looked at my hard dick, spikes and all, with a drop of pre-cum oozing from the head. My mind might not be sure, but my body was all ready for him.

Is this taking it slow?I teased back nervously.

Not too slow.He threw my words back at me.

Option one: let Butch help me. Option two: pace around the bedroom all night.What should I do?

Shift for me.

I obeyed, stretching out as I regained my human form. I sensed Butch doing the same thing, stripping off his clothes and settling on the bed I’d spied when I’d used the bathroom.

My breath caught in anticipation. I’d never done this before. Phone sex yes, before… well, just before. But across our mating link was so much more. It was as if he was here with me becausehe was flooding my senses with how he felt. I didn’t need to close my eyes to visualize him. I could feel him, body and soul.

Do you still want this?

Dammit, he’d caught my thought about before.I do. I want this. I need this. Need you.I hadn’t meant to confess that, but it seemed to reassure him, and he relaxed. A first time doing it at a distance? Yep, this could so work.

Then everything I thought I knew about mates blew out of the window as his hand curled around my cock. I could even feel the callouses on his fingers.

What! The! Fuck!

OMG!

My brain went offline as I stared at my dick. It was here, attached to me, yet someone jacked it slowly.

I could see it moving! “What the hell?” My voice cracked embarrassingly in the room's silence.

So it does work.Butch sounded smugly satisfied.

Did you know you could do this?I demanded, around a gasp of delight at the hand sending coils of pleasure through my shaft.

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