Page 12 of Baby and the Beast

And it was so damn good, Seth forgot his worries, forgot Jesse would be going, even forgot his own damn name until Jesse gasped for breath and whispered in a low, sexy murmur that lit his whole body up.

“You are so gorgeous,” Jesse said and nibbled the edge of his jaw.

Seth would have laughed had he spare oxygen for doing so, but then Jesse pushed his hands up Seth’s shirt, and Seth caughtthem in panic. Jesse gazed at him for a long moment. “You don’t want me to touch you?

He did. He desperately did. But how could he explain? How could he compete with— “I’m—” He swallowed.

“Kind? Big hearted? Sexy as fuck?” Jesse prompted.

“Big,” Seth amended.

Jesse’s eyes crinkled. “Well. I’m not there yet but give me a minute.”

Seth flushed crimson, or it felt like he did. “I meant—”

“I know what you meant,” Jesse murmured, pressing kisses on Seth’s throat. “But in my culture, you would be considered perfect, something to aim for. I’m just referred to as ‘young,’ which isn’t always an affectionate term. I’m too skinny to make someone a good mate. I barely have the ability into my bear form to protect myself, never mind cubs, and no she-bear is going to be interested in that.” He flushed. “Not that I’d be interested in a she-bear.”

“Are you serious?” Seth asked doubtfully, remembering his own terror in the cabin, although it was hard to concentrate with every light kiss Jesse pressed to his skin.

“And as you can tell, my family already disliked the fact that I wasn’t ‘normal’ in their eyes. Which is why I was picked to be the midwife. If I wasn’t going to provide cubs, then at least I could help others have them.”

“I’m sorry,” Seth murmured, angry at the injustice.

“It’s done. I’m much more interested in what I’m doing now and where you like to be touched.”

“Oh,” Seth responded inadequately as Jesse’s hands reached up under his shirt and fingered his nipples. First one, then the other as Seth felt himself grow harder just about everywhere.

“Jesse,” he moaned, eternally thankful he was in sweats and not jeans.

“Seth,” Jesse echoed back. “Let’s go upstairs?”

Seth could barely stand, but he let Jesse pull him to his feet. What did this mean? Did he dare hope, or was it just that Jesse was frustrated and he was convenient? No matter what he had said about bears, when they were human, Seth was still too old and chubby. But Seth didn’t think he had the strength to ask the question. It might just tip the balance and make [Jesse} leave.

Before Seth knew what was happening, Jesse had led him into Seth’s room, and the kisses continued as each layer of clothes Seth wore got peeled away. “Do you have lube?”

Seth had to think for a second, try and get his brain to work, but he gestured randomly at the nightstand, and Jesse seemed to get the meaning. “Do you…” Seth’s voice broke off as Jesse nudged him to the bed. Seth sat, his mind going in a million directions but his body just wanting one.

“Do I what?” Jesse almost purred and nudged Seth some more until he was lying down on his back. Jesse stripped so fast Seth could barely keep up, and in what seemed like seconds, Jesse sat astride Seth and ground his hips into Seth’s groin, then bent down and took Seth’s mouth in his. The kiss deepened, Jesse sliding off him a little, his hand stroking down his chest, sliding on his skin. Jesse’s kisses trailed after his fingers, touching Seth’s throat, chest, nipples, and abdomen, setting Seth’s skin alight. Low, breathy moans filled the air.

“Jesse,” Seth begged, not sure what he was asking for, but he knew Jesse had reached for the lube, their bodies rubbing together, Jesse’s cock warm and solid against his thigh. Jesse’s mouth kissed lower, trailing a hot path down his abdomen and reaching his groin. Seth could barely breathe he was so hard, every part of him tingling and alive.

“Do you top?” Jesse murmured, and sharp disappointment stabbed at Seth. This was what always happened. People took one look at him and assumed he would take charge. Matty had laughed. The one and only time Seth had asked for what he hadwanted, Matty had thought it was hilarious. Seth hadn’t asked again.

He felt a hand cup his cheek and opened his eyes. Jesse stared at him thoughtfully. “I can do either, and I’m happy with whatever you want.”

Seth inhaled sharply. Did he mean it? Did he dare? Jesse smiled understandingly and bent down for another kiss. “How about if you turn over?”

Seth shook his head carefully. He could be brave. Jesse might be gone soon. “I want to see you.” He never wanted to forget this.

Jesse smiled again and reached for the lube. “Has it been long?”

Seth nodded, and Jesse kissed him again, and when his fingers touched under Seth’s balls, they were slick. “Lift your ass,” Jesse murmured, and Seth did so, never once letting his gaze fall as Jesse pushed a pillow under him. Seth groaned as Jesse fingered his taint, and Seth forced his muscles to relax. Jesse pushed the tip of one finger into his hole, and Seth groaned again, focusing on Jesse’s look and the way Jesse stared at him. Like he wanted Seth. Like he was hungry for him. Jesse carried on. More lube, more touches, his delicious fingers spreading him and stretching him.

Seth’s breath hitched as Jesse found his gland, and he arched soundlessly, his body begging for a little more, tingles shooting up his spine, his balls growing heavy. Seth curled his fingers in the sheet under him as Jesse pushed at that spot over and over.

“Please,” Seth begged. “I want you inside me so badly.”

“And that’s right where I want to be. Shifters don’t carry human diseases, but I’m going to use one of your condoms anyway to reassure you,” Jesse said, and Seth was touched. Jesse removed his fingers, and Seth closed his eyes as he heard Jesse tear something, but then in a moment he was back, lining himself up against Seth. “Open your eyes.”

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