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“A lot more than hunting,” I nodded and claimed his mouth for a long, hard kiss.

Chapter Seven

Xenos

I hadn’t planned for this sort of affection to unfold in the back of the carriage. Sure, we weren’t ripping each other’s clothes off and romping, but it still felt naughty. Deliciously, devilishly naughty, but still. I blushed when Barry undid my fly. I was sure the driver, the horses, and every being with ears within a twenty-mile radius heard my zipper come undone.

“Shhhh…. I got you. Your lap is too low to see out of the window.”

“We’re gonna make a mess,” I said and bit my lip.

“Would you prefer a tidier method?” Barry asked and it took me a minute to realize what he was offering.

Yes!

My brain wanted to shout. My bear too but no. Absolutely no! Anyone who saw him lean over would know exactly what he was doing.

“Do you want me to stop?” Barry asked, picking up on my thoughts.

“No,” I shook my head hard and fast. “I… I need you.”

“There are towels in the cabinets under the seats,” the driver called out and I died. I died right there on the spot of mortification. “Sorry, not trying to listen in but close quarters and all of that. You might want to turn on the sound blockers too. It’s that little blue button under the seat. I won’t hear you, but you’ll be able to hear me and the outside world.”

“Sorry!” I blurted out because I didn’t know what else to say. “I know you didn’t consent to hear….”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ve been with my true-mate for over a thousand years. I’ve heard it all, friend. Enjoy your ride. Justturn that on, if you want to enjoy it alone with your mate. Who am I to judge? Some folks get their kicks by knowing someone else can hear them.”

I turned on the sound blocker and let out a long, slow breath. Once upon a time, someone overhearing us might’ve killed the mood but not today. I was too hormonal and too horny and feeling a tad bit neglected for Barry’s job. I needed his hands on me. His mouth on me. Whatever part of him ---

Barry pushed another button, and the window shades came down. A second later, his big, strong hand disappeared from my throbbing dick and opened the little cabinet I didn’t know was below the seats. He pulled out a few towels and sniffed them to make sure they were clean. I sniffed them too because I didn’t want a used towel rubbed all over my junk.

“That’s not what I plan to rub---” he started but I kissed him before he could finish his sentence. If the driver didn’t care if we took advantage of our time alone back here, why did I care? Why not give in and have some fun? We were on vacation, after all. We were mated and I was already pregnant. I took a deep breath between kisses and Barry’s scent wrapped around me like a warm blanket. I loved that feeling and reveled in it whenever I could. This was my home. Wherever he was that was where I belonged.

I eased out of my shoes and moved over, straddling his lap. His big hands found my ass and kneaded his fingers into my flesh. I ground down against his lap, wondering if I should’ve lost my pants and underwear too. How undressed was it okay to get? I didn’t have long to ponder the question because my sexy, half-elf mate pulled one of his elven tricks and I found myself flat on my back on the seat of the carriage. His hand slid under my head before it made contact. The seat was plush but my Barry had always been overprotective.

He kissed me again, plunging his tongue between my lips and pushing my legs apart. The carriage didn’t leave him much room for moving around, but Barry was a flexible elf and managed to kiss down my throat and push up my shirt so that he could continue leaving behind that warm trail of desire all over my chest, nipples, and stomach. Glancing up at me, he stopped to swirl his tongue around the edge of my navel. I laughed despite the waves of longing surging through me and landing squarely between my legs.

“What?” he chuckled, his eyes alight with mischief. “You accused me of rimming it.”

“I---” I tried to speak but my train of thought went off the tracks as his mouth sank lower and he licked over my happy trail. He tugged at my underwear until he freed my dick and balls. I blushed hard and double-checked that both window shades were down. Sure, most shifters didn’t care about nudity, but a hard dick was a lot different than a naked person just passing through the woods.

“No one can see you, mate,” Barry whispered, his warm breath playing at my dick. “You’re safe with me. Want to put the towel over your lap?”

I shook my head. As much as I wanted as much privacy as we could manage, I loved to watch his mouth and tongue work over me.

“Okay. You’re still covered,” Barry said, raising up just enough to wiggle out of his nice button-down shirt. At times it was impossible to get him into any shirt that wasn’t a scrub top. He wore them day in and day out and they fit him well, but he cleaned up good too. Naked or in a suit, he was the only guy I had eyes for.

He pressed his soft, kissable lips against the head of my dick and something inside my soul melted. I breathed out, sinking into the plush seat of the carriage and giving up whateverreservations I had. The shades were down. The sound block was on. What we could do, was done. My eyes were glued to Barry’s nimble tongue as he licked down my shaft, sending a cascade of shivers up my spine. He lapped at the textured skin of my scrotum and drew warm, little circles with his tongue.

I sank deeper into the sensations washing over me. Pleasure, longing, and the weighty frustration of going too long without him all battled to be in control, but sex was never a single sensation with Barry. He kissed my balls and then licked his way back up my shaft to lick away a drop of pre-cum that formed there on my tip. His eyes were full of that mischief I knew so well as another zap of pleasure trembled through my limbs.

A smirk pulled at the corners of Barry’s mouth right before he slipped it over the head of my cock. My breath came out in a rush of sound, and I put my hand over my mouth before I remembered that no one could hear me but Barry.

“Let me hear you,”he growled over our mating link.

I slid my hand down to rest on my belly and Barry took it in one of his own. Our fingers entwined and his warmth spread over me. He squeezed my hand, and I squeezed back letting him know I wanted more. His warm, moist mouth slid back up my shaft with his tongue pressed flat against my smooth skin. I lifted one of my legs over his shoulder to let him take more of me into his mouth. His free hand found my stomach and held me in place. I wasn’t grinding up before, but as soon as he made it hard to do, I couldn’t resist trying. I pushed up against his hand on my stomach, sending my dick deeper into his warm, glorious mouth. His teeth grazed me ever so gently, sending a fire through my belly. If he did that one more time, I’d--- He did it again! This freaking elf was going to be the ---- death – of me. My thoughts collided into a fiery explosion as my balls drew up close to my body and my dick trembled in his mouth.

“Come on. Cum for me, mate. We came all the way to Europe for you to cum. Show me how much you needed this. Show me how much you wanted this,”Barry murmured onto our mating link.

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