Page 44 of Bear Creek Valentine
For the first time, Dash tried looking at things from Harv’s point of view, even though they’d never discussed the possibility of being with someone else. Harv was more practical than romantic, though he constantly did things to please Dash. If they could have a conversation about this new love for Aiden, what would he say?
“I’ve met someone else and I’m afraid.”
“Is he a good man? Does he love you?”
“He is, and yes, he loves me. My bear and I both want him.”
“Then take him if it makes you happy. You deserve it.”
“But what if something happens? I can’t lose another mate.”
“Don’t let fear cheat you out of something good. Trust your bear.”
Could it really have been this simple all along? If so, he’d been holding back for no good reason, and probably hurting Aiden, too.Enough. The beautiful human was worth any sacrifice, any risk, any danger. Obviously, his bear agreed and pushed again for claiming. This time, Dash gave his full consent.
He heard the bathroom door open and stood, cock springing back to life. Aiden made his way into the room, naked, clean, and hard as granite. He must have sensed an important change while he was gone, and took Dash in his arms. Oh, the glorious scent of him, the warmth of his body, the press of hard flesh against soft. Dash didn’t feel as if he deserved such a gift, and yet Aiden belonged to him as surely as Harv had.
Aiden pulled back so he could look the trembling shifter in the eye.
“I want to be your mate, Dash.Claim me. Mark me. Make me yours.”
The words had an immediate effect, Dash growling possessively at the human who would soon be his. Heart wildly beating, he ravished Aiden’s mouth even as hands kneaded his muscular ass. The man wanted to be claimed, and nothing would stop Dash now. He picked Aiden up and laid him out on the bed; spread out like a feast for a starving man. Lips, tongue, and fingers were everywhere—plucking nipples, caressing lightly-haired skin, licking hidden crevices.
Aiden moaned with sensory overload, silently begging for more until Dash wrapped a long, talented tongue around his cock. He cried out and thrashed, but Dash held him down while he licked, sucked, and nibbled at the tender flesh and swollen nutsack. When Dash had enough, he repositioned Aiden on his hands and knees, exposing his entrance.
The soft brown pucker winked lewdly as Dash brushed it with fingertips. Spreading Aiden’s cheeks, he laved the hole, getting it wet and ready. At the same time, he reached around to grip Aiden’s stiff rod, stroking lightly while his long, strong tongue thrust in and out.
“More, Dash.Please. Give me your cock!”
Oh, yes, he’d get it, but first Aiden needed to be stretched. Dash reached for the lube and drizzled the slick on two thick digits before working them inside, using more force than finesse. The man bucked, squirming backward to drive them farther in. Dash added more lube, fingering his prostate and driving Aiden crazy with sensation. By the time he’d worked four fingers inside, his bear insisted heget on with it. Now that everyone agreed, Dash pulled back the foreskin, greased up his dick, and positioned the glans at Aiden’s entrance.
“Bear down, love. I’m coming in.”
Aiden grunted at the intrusion; ending up red-faced and sweaty by the time Dash slid all the way home. A few slow thrusts morphed into faster pumping action, prompting growls,groans, and moans from both men. Aiden reached for his cock, but Dash slapped it away.
“NO! MINE! You’ll cum when I do.”
Aiden couldn’t say it just then, but he loved this bossy, controlling version of Dash. He wanted more of it in the future, even if he had to order him to do it. Without warning Dash withdrew, flipped Aiden over, lifted his legs, and plunged back inside. High on endorphins, the randy shifter continued thrusting until his bear warned him it was time. Claws sprouted out of each fingertip as he pounded away, seconds from an explosive climax.
Dash gave a thunderous roar with the first pulse of cum, raking both sets of claws over Aiden’s pecs, narrowly missing the man’s tender nipples. Aiden cried out—pain mixed with pleasure as a mighty orgasm convulsed his body. Dash continued thrusting until he’d drained his balls, even as Aiden jerked with aftershocks and fell silent.
When Dash came back to earth, he looked down to see his beautiful, bloodied mate—his MATE, looking up at him through hooded eyes. He pulled out carefully and then leaned down to pepper Aiden’s mouth and face with kisses.
“MINE! My mate. Mine, mine, mine...”
Aiden nodded, a small smile on his face.
“Yes, and you’re my mate now. Not that I’ll let you forget it.”
More kisses followed until Aiden’s brain finally noted the stinging pain on his chest. Dash knew they were both a mess, but his mate’s wounds needed tending first. He rolled off the bed, grabbing the needed supplies from the nightstand.
He dabbed away the fresh blood with tissues and then helped Aiden sit up. Next, he applied antibiotic ointment and wrapped the man’s chest with sterile gauze. Dash gently lay Aiden down and instructed him to wait while he went to fetch some wet washcloths. He wiped down his mate’s stomach and ass first,then used another wet cloth to clean the dried sweat from his face and neck. Last, Dash washed himself down in the bathroom and returned to find his mate nearly asleep.
Purring away, Dash climbed back in bed and snuggled his mate without aggravating the raw wounds. Aiden’s alluring scent and body heat stirred Dash’s ardor again, as evidenced by another boner. He growled softly, humping the man’s leg while he kissed and licked Aiden’s neck. By suppertime, Dash had taken his new mate multiple times, leaving Aiden exhausted, sore, and the happiest man in Bear Creek.
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Sunday evening, Dash’s home
