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As I pulled back releasing his cock with a short pop, my laughter came from deep within my chest as he gave me the dirtiest glare.
“Asshole!”
Narrowing my eyes at him, he stopped as he had started to reach for me. His lower lip jutted out, he looked so frustrated. My tiger growled at me. He wanted to be inside the fox, but he also didn’t like our fox becoming upset with my teasing.
“Alright, alright.” My chuckle was soft. I grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted a generous amount onto my palm before handing it to him. “Get yourself ready for me, kit.”
Jasper flashed his grin at me, letting his fangs show as he spread his legs wide, his knees pulled up, as he gave me the show I wanted as I stroked my own shaft with the lube. Soft panting came from him as he used two fingers to get himself ready. The sight of his open mouth with his pouty lips had me gritting my teeth as I fought to keep control. I could only give him another minute before roughly barking at him to stop.
“Get on your knees, fox.”
Jasper rushed to obey, popping his ass up in anticipation, even giving it a wiggle at me. I laughed low before slapping his right cheek. He just wiggled more eagerly before looking over his shoulder at me.
“I need you, Seth.” His tone was rough, filled with need.
“You have me, baby. It’s been too long.” The need to protect him was almost as fierce as the need to mount him to brand him as mine again.
I held my cock while slowly pressing the head past the first ring of muscles. Jasper bunched the sheets in his hands as he began to purr loudly which made his muscles vibrate around my cock. I snapped, not being able to control it any longer.
One hard thrust had me buried inside of him. We both let out low moans. This. Being connected physically kept us all grounded as a family. My pack. My lovers. I’d never be able to move forward from my past without them.
My hands gripped Jasper’s hips, digging my nails into his skin as my own hips slammed into him, again and again. The only sound in the room for a long while was our panting, the slapping of our skin together, and sometimes, the soft creak of the bed.
My cock hit Jasper’s prostate every time, making my fox slowly start to writhe underneath my hands. I was getting close, too. I needed to mark him before either of us came.
I stilled for a moment, much to the chagrin of Jasper. Pressing kisses along his back, I moved forward so I was laying across his back. My kisses turned to nips along his neck from his shoulders.
Jasper moved backward, trying to fuck himself on my cock but my snarl made him freeze. His panting had become louder as his arms shivered. I knew how close he was, but making him wait was icing on the cake as I took my time to leave small hickeys on his upper body.
“For fox's sake, Seth, please!” Jasper turned his head to look at me as he begged.
My elongated teeth pierced into Jasper’s left shoulder, replenishing my mark that was permanently part of him already. My hips slammed into him harder and faster than before. His cry as he came was ecstasy to our ears as we spilled our seed inside of him shortly after.
“Fuck.” Jasper collapsed onto his stomach as he groaned. “Seth, you’re a fucking beast.” His voice was muffled in the pillow. “I fucking love you.”
Pulling out of him, I stroked his back with my hand gently running up and down. His habit of using the word ‘fuck’ during sex was adorable.
“Roll over. I have some wet wipes in the drawer. I have a feeling you wouldn’t make it to the shower.” My tone was soft as he slowly rolled onto his back.
The top sheet was soaked through. It made my chest puff out in pride. It’d be uncomfortable to sleep on, though. “Jasp, let’s remove the sheet so we can sleep on top of the comforter tonight. I’ll wash everything in the morning.”
“I can’t move my legs.” His twitching lips gave him away.
Snorting as I handed him the wet wipes, I pushed him gently off the bed. Removing the top sheet and placing the comforter back onto the bed took less than a minute. Jasper was curled up in the middle of the bed before I could turn around to pick him up. He’d cleaned himself up before throwing the used wipes in my trash bin next to the nightstand.
“Bed hog.”
Warmth flooded me. My tiger wanted to cuddle now that we were both satisfied. Quickly using a clean wipe, I was laying in the bed wrapping my arms around Jasper's front, pulling him back into my chest. He was purring softly as he slowly drifted off.
“Good night, kit.” I kissed the back of his neck before falling asleep myself.
Chapter 8
Becca
Afew weeks passed. My art was finally flowing out in the different mediums. I’d even made a few cute creatures out of polymer clay. They weren’t professional looking, by any means, but they gave me enough confidence in this medium that I wanted to continue with it. The twins would like the little creatures for Christmas.
I spent most of the days alone as I worked. One of the guys usually texted me throughout the day, I’d even video chatted with Cody a few times after he got my number from Jasper. They weren’t pushy, but every other day, I’d find myself at their house to have some kind of meal and a few hours of video game play or board games.
