Page 51 of Cupcake

Logan stepped inside the shower stall and Dean crowded him against the tile as he closed the door. The hot water was pounding down on his shoulders and Logan leaned his head back.

“Hold on to my waist,” Dean commanded.

Logan gripped Dean’s sides firmly as Dean reached for a washcloth and the shower gel.

He’d never been washed by another man. Dean wasn’t shy about touching him either. Logan’s front was soaped up and slick, causing Dean to run his hands all over Logan’s body. He paid way too much attention to Logan’s erection until Logan thought he would lose his mind.

“Turn around, sweet boy,” Dean ordered.

Logan turned with the help of his mate to face the tile.

“Hands on the wall,” Dean said.

“Okay.”

“Such a good boy,” Dean praised.

Logan pressed his chest against the warm tiles with his palms flat on either side of his head. Pushing his ass out, Logan silently begged for what he wanted.

“Needy boy,” Dean whispered against his ear before nipping his lobe. “Daddy is going to take such good care of you.”

That was what Logan hoped for.

Dean’s slick hands and the washcloth returned but this time Logan couldn’t see where Dean would touch next. Logan closed his eyes, enjoying every minute of his shower.

This was much better than bathing in rivers in his lion form. Although if Dean had been with them, then maybe Logan would have learned to enjoy those too. Once Logan was dripping with water and shower gel, Dean pressed against his back.

“One more place to clean, baby boy,” Dean teased. His fingers dipping between Logan’s ass cheeks.

“Dean!” Logan gasped out.

“I got you.” With his left hand Dean reached around and grasped Logan’s cock. “And you can come.”

Logan nodded. Words were now beyond him as Dean probed his hole while also jacking his dick.

He pushed back. Wanting Dean’s long thin finger inside him.

Logan had toys but he didn’t play with himself that way often. He might jerk off in the shower, but Logan wasn’t big on messes and the time it took to play with his toys. He would much rather have Dean take on the responsibility for him.

Dean slid his finger inside Logan, and it was perfect. Wonderful! Logan moaned, pressing his forehead harder against the tiles. If this was how one finger felt, Logan didn’t know how he would be able to handle two. Or Dean’s cock. He wanted to find out though.

“How’s that feel, baby?” Dean asked while adding his second finger. He kissed along the back of Logan’s neck.

“Sooo good!”

Dean spread his fingers, opening Logan, then brushed the pad of his finger over Logan’s prostate.

Logan whined. Pushed back. More! He needed more.

“I’m going to fill you up,” Dean whispered harshly. “Make you take my cock all night long. You might not be able to walk tomorrow.”

Logan grunted, throwing himself back against Dean’s fingers.

“Then you are going to mark me. Sink your teeth deep and claim me. And I’m going to claim you too. Use my magic to make sure everyone knows that you belong to me.”

“Dean!” Logan cried out as he came hard.

Chapter Ten

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