Page 51 of Fur-Ever Home

Gazing up at him, I unzipped his pants and helped him out of them. From here, I could smell his arousal, which only heightened my own.

I tugged off his briefs slowly, leaving them around his knees while I licked and sucked on the head of his cock. Then, I helped him step out of his pile of clothes.

He grabbed a towel from the stand beside his bed. We'd laughed at the hideous wolf pattern on them when we found them on clearance, but then we'd both agreed we wanted them for our sex towels. Slick was messy, and neither of us enjoyed doing laundry every night.

Ben arranged the wolf towel over his pillow and placed it beneath his hips, leaving no question as to how he wanted me. I kneeled between his legs and he lifted them apart, displaying his slick-covered hole.

"Fuck me, alpha."

I leaned over him for a kiss while I pushed two fingers inside. He whimpered into my mouth before breaking our kiss to pant, "Why the fuck does that feel so good?"

"Better than before?"

"I'm really sensitive." He grinned up at me. "Must be the baby hormones."

I plied my fingers and added a third to stretch him further. He fucked himself on my hand, hips canting and cock slapping his belly with each motion.

"Now, Connor. Please."

His need was serious when he used my name. I circled my fingers again, rubbing his prostate before I removed them.

"Hurry!"

I coated my cock with his slick and slid into him. Instead of pulling out, I lay on top of him, my body covering him as I nibbled at his neck. I held myself up on my elbows and knees, not wanting to crush him but also wanting to be as close as possible. With tiny thrusts, I nudged further into him. I wanted to burrow inside him and live there.

He tugged at my hair, pulling my mouth to his for another heated kiss. He keened into my mouth when I tugged his hips further up. I took that as a good sound, especially when he did it every time I pulled out and then slammed back into him.

"More," Ben pleaded. "Need more."

I didn't want him to come yet. I kissed the spot on his neck where I would place my mark, and he squirmed beneath me.

"Please."

I also didn't want to tease him. My wolf rose to the surface as I approached the peak of pleasure. I reached between us to tug on his cock, and he shouted my name. Cum spurted between us, and Ben's channel squeezed around my base. My knot flared to life, and I came hard. I thought I had gone blind until I realized I was looking at Ben through my wolf's eyes. With my half-shifted snout, I bit down, leaving my mark at the crux of Ben's neck and shoulder.

Ben shouted my name again as he writhed on my knot.

I shifted back and kissed the mark I made. "I've got you," I crooned in his ear.

"What am I supposed to do? Do I bite you back?"

"Yes."

No sooner was the word out of my mouth, and Ben clamped his blunt human teeth on my shoulder, too, breaking the skin. It felt like my wolf's essence was seeping out of me and into him, and a magic unlike any I'd felt twisted around us, binding us together forever.

I letBen nap while I made dinner. Afterward, he sent a picture of the pregnancy test to his family's group chat. Our phones both lit up immediately with congratulations and requests to take us shopping. Matt gave us the name of his midwife, and Jake sent me a link to a house for sale in their neighborhood.

"If you don't buy it, Pops will,"his text said.

Like the hatchback, Ben's starter condo had little room to grow, with two bedrooms, one bathroom, and a one-stall garage. The new house had three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a decent-sized backyard. It wasn't far from public transit, either, which would be nice.

I showed Ben the listing while he dried the last of our dishes, and he groaned. "I love them but tell them to stop already."

"They only want to help." I knew as soon as the words were out of my mouth, they were the wrong ones to say.

"They've been 'helping' me all my life. Go to this school, Benjamin. Take these courses with these teachers to get the best grades. Apply for these grants, this internship, and join these organizations." His face was almost purple, and he gaped for air. "I don't need their help! We'll get by on our own."

"We will," I agreed, "but it will be easier if we let them help. They love you as much as I do, and they've lived here longer, known you longer."

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