Page 22 of Fur-Ever Home

"Yes?"

"Could you come here, please?"

When he asked so politely, how could I resist?

I dropped my phone and tapped the door open. He rushed me, climbing up my bare torso and wrapping his toned legs around my towel-clad waist.

"Good," he mumbled against my lips. "I was hoping you hadn't put your shorts on yet."

He kissed me, all soft lips and velvet tongue. He tightened his grip on my shoulders as he claimed my mouth. I gripped his ass, holding him to me as I rubbed my thickening cock in the crook of his groin. He felt so good against me, exactly where I wanted him. I knew I should question the complete reversal from the night before, but I didn’t want it to end.

He groaned and slid back to his feet. "You taste so good."

"You say that like it's a bad thing."

He shook his head. "Not a bad thing. I'm irritated because we don't have much time before the bus leaves."

Right. We needed to take the bus to Vegas and then catch a flight to Orange County, or wherever my omega's home was.

"I shower in the morning," he whispered. "This morning, I thought I could shower with you. Maybe we could rub one out together."

Even though my whole body trembled with anticipation, my voice remained calm. "Whatever you want, my omega."

He leaned against my chest and sucked my nipple into his mouth. He departed with a gentle kiss on my sensitive, puckered bud. "I love how your body reacts to me."

He yanked the towel from my waist and looked me over with a hungry gaze my wolf recognized.

"Like what you see?"

He smirked. "I could be on board with fated mates, if this is what fate brings me."

He stripped out of his shorts, and it was my turn to stare. My mate was stunning. Dark tattoos wrapped over his shoulder and continued down his torso. He was built like a swimmer, but his tailored suit, and even his loose sleep shirt, had hidden his chiseled shoulders and abs.

I reached for him but stopped short. "May I touch you?"

He nodded and stepped closer, resting his hands on my hips while I explored him with my palms.

"You're gorgeous." I couldn't get enough of his soft skin beneath my callouses. He had thicker muscles than most omegas, and he didn't miss leg days. I wanted to explore every line and crease.

I massaged his chest, flicking his nipples with my thumbs, and he whimpered. "Shower, or I'm going to come on the bathroom floor."

I got the water ready for us while he grabbed toiletries from his bag. I helped him under the spray first, since I'd already taken a shower the night before. He wasted no time shampooinghis hair and rinsing it, but when it was time to wash his body, he shoved himself into my space and wrapped his soapy hand around my cock.

"Your cock is so big," he said. "Thicker than any I've taken. Do you want to knot me, alpha?"

I couldn't remember how to form words, so I nodded.

"Later," he mumbled. "After I find my nephew a birthday present so I can show my face at his birthday party."

He stroked my cock again, and stars sparked behind my eyelids. I was going to lose control again too soon.

I forced my eyes open and grabbed the bar of hotel soap from the ledge. I lathered my hand while Ben continued to stroke me.

His hand slowed when I wrapped my fingers around his cock and gave it an experimental tug. His cock was almost as long as mine. I swiped my thumb over his pink tip, gathering the drip of precome and slathering it around the mushroom head of his cut cock.

"That feels wonderful." He leaned against me so the tips of our cocks brushed against each other as we stroked.

"Can I try something?" I asked.

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