Page 35 of Abundant Moon
Chapter 19
FIVE DAYS LATER
Robert awoke with Ash’s warm, furry body pressed up against his back; a heavy, muscular arm and leg possessively wrapped around him like a delicious crepe. He wasn’t used to snuggling with anyone, since his former partners rarely stayed beyond the main course. Robert loved it. A good thing, too, as Ash couldn’t seem to rest easy unless they were entwined. It amused him that his tough construction worker mate turned out to be a cuddle bunny. Who’d have thought?
Something did seem different this morning, and it took Robert a while to figure out what it might be. They’d spent the last several days all over each other, leaving barely enough time to clean up or eat between long bouts of lovemaking. Ash explained the mating bond lasted for several days before releasing mates from its demanding grip. What he sensed this morning lacked the urgent, almost desperate need to find, grind, and bind with his man every waking moment.
In its place he discovered a contented peace full of promise and joy, yet without the all-encompassing passion. His wolf smugly agreed with him, resting happily with no demands or expectations. This felt more unusual than waking up next to his mate, and he wondered what the next steps were for the two of them. It seemed Robert had a future after all - a future he’d never envisioned, now open before him like a king’s feast.
They certainly hadn’t done much talking, so getting to know each other seemed the best thing to do with their minds clear enough to concentrate on something other than the next orgasm. That sounded pretty good too - except for a full bladder screaming for release. He wiggled out of his mate’s grip, whispering a promise to return quickly in Ash’s ear. The man rolled over onto his back, gloriously naked and begging to be taken. Robert turned away before he could change his mind and hurried to the bathroom.
He took care of business in record time and then stopped to brush his teeth and tongue. The extra-minty freshness promised to add a bit ofzingto the blowjob he intended to give his mate. It would certainly awaken Ash and prompt him to reciprocate with his usual gusto. Hmmm... a fine way to start the day.
Robert padded quietly into the bedroom, pausing to admire his man before pouncing. Whereas he displayed sharply defined lines and dark but sparse body hair, Ash’s was full and curvy with muscle, well-coated with light blondish-brown hair. In contrast, his back and ass were soft and smooth. Robert tingled at the thought of licking all that lovely, responsive skin.
Overall, Ash had an enchanting strawberry blush to his ears, lips, nipples, cockhead, and ball sack. Like most shifters, he was well-endowed, sporting a pair of large low hanging nuts below a hefty penis of considerable girth and respectable length. Flaccid, he looked deceptively normal, but Robert knew the erect beast between his mate’s legs required careful preparation on his part before allowing himself to be taken. So far, Ash allowed Robert to top, but he wanted to experienceallof his mate. So be it. He liked a challenge, and pleasing Ash was worth any momentary discomfort.
Robert crawled up on the bed, lightly brushing fingertips across Ash’s nipples while he kissed his way from chest to belly button. The man stirred with a groan and reached up to hold Robert’s head between large callused hands, urging him downward. Robert didn’t resist the guidance, redirecting his full attention to the prize awaiting him. He slid back the foreskin to lick up a dribble of precum before engulfing the enormous spongy head in his hot, peppermint mouth.
He left off sucking with a pop, blowing on Ash’s cock to give him a chilled wave of pleasure. Ash gasped in surprise, shuddering with new sensation and appreciation for his clever mate.
“Don’t tease, Robbie. Suck me.”
Robert obeyed, taking in as much as he could without unhinging his jaw. Ash growled louder as the orgasm rose towards pleasure’s summit. Careful thrusting still choked Robert, but he continued to service his mate with hand and mouth until Ash exploded; abs contracting with each burst of creamy jizz. Robert took it all, reveling in the scent and taste of his incredible mate.
“Yum! If this were breakfast, I’d give you a five-star rating. Too bad I can’t write it up for the magazines.”
Ash snickered, wondering who might read such a thing.
“Thanks, babe! You might be the only one who thinks so.”
“My opinion is the only one that counts, though I wouldn’t mind making the world crazy jealous. You’re MINE!”
Ash nodded, kissing the end of his nose with a noisy smack. Robert’s responding kiss shut them up for a while. They finally settled on their sides, face to face and cock to cock. Robert’s shaft now stood tall, stiff, and wanting. Ash noticed, pulling his needy mate into a tighter embrace.
“Love you, babe. Nice trick with the toothpaste, by the way - it felt good.”
Robert didn’t bother to respond, his lips and tongue now busy on Ash’s mating scar. As intended, it provoked a response from his mate and he soon found himself being ridden cowboy style; long cock enveloped by the hot, silky walls of Ash’s back passage. Robert let him set the pace and lay back to enjoy the show, his mate’s thick dick now hard again and bouncing. Robert reached up to stroke it, causing Ash to redouble his efforts.
It didn’t take long before Robert couldn’t hold back any longer, pumping his mate’s ass full of cum. Ash followed, spewing his seed like a broken faucet all over Robert’s sweaty torso. Instead of dismounting, Ash gently rubbed the fragrant goo into Robert’s nearly hairless midriff and lower chest, marking him with his unique scent. It got them both to growling, wolves adding their own approval to the heated coupling.
Sated for the moment, the lovers cooled off with slow kisses and gentle exploration, made possible by the absence of the mating bond. Before sitting down to a proper breakfast, they stepped into a warm shower, taking time to thoroughly clean each other and enjoy new sensations. With clearer heads, the two could engage in normal conversation and become properly acquainted, warts and all. Ash wanted to know everything about his mate.
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THOUGH THEIR FOODSTUFFSwere running low, enough remained for a hearty breakfast. Robert volunteered to whip up something, leaving Ash to watch his mate work magic with the supplies on hand.
“Are all food critics good cooks?”
Robert shook his head, eyes wide.
“No! Most them couldn’t cook their way out of a wet paper bag. I think it’s why I’ve had more success than some – when I criticize a dish, I always suggest ways to improve it. I know what I’m talking about.”
Ash smiled, content to let his mate take charge of the kitchen.
