Page 113 of Ascendant Moon
“Slick me up, Linc, and then climb on board. I’ll let you control the pace, so do whatever feels good.”
Wide-eyed, Lincoln wanted to make sure he’d heard correctly.
“Really? You’re still hung like a horse, so I might have to go slow.”
“No worries, love. I’m gonna enjoy whatever we do.”
In truth, Nate wanted to skewer his mate and pound him senseless, but even he understood that his cock was intimidating to a much smaller man. If they both compromised a little, Lincoln would, hopefully, gain the confidence he needed to go full tilt in the future. Cautiously rolling back the foreskin, Lincoln drizzled on a copious amount of lube, and got his mate all hard and shiny.
Scooter reached out to help steady his mate with one hand while holding his cock upright with the other. Lincoln crouched over the intimidating penis, made contact with his ass, and let gravity do its thing while he bore down. The first inch or two popped past the outer ring of muscle and sent a flare of pain that had Lincoln hissing. Scooter encouraged him to wait it out, and sureenough, the pain subsided, and Lincoln worked in more of his mate’s glorious manhood.
Oohhh…something was starting to feel really good back there, and movement seemed the key. Lincoln lifted up and sank back down, creating a regular rhythm that also allowed him to take additional inches of his mate’s shaft. He felt so full, and Scooter groaned with pleasure under him without directing his movements. After another minute or so, Lincoln bottomed out—ass cheeks tickled by Scooter’s thick pubic hair. He couldn’t believe that the whole thing fit in there, but he was looking right at the evidence as his mate growled.
“Move, Linc. Kiss me.Do something!”
Lincoln fell forward to kiss his mate, easing some of the fullness until Scooter gently thrust upwards. He did it again, making Lincoln moan, and asked permission before pumping in and out. Lincoln’s kisses faltered, gasping with delight at sensations he’d never imagined before. Scooter reached out to stroke Lincoln’s cock in time with his thrusts, and their orgasms began to build.
As they got closer to release, amber eyes glowed and fangs dropped to prepare for the mating bite. It just took a few more vigorous thrusts before they struck in unison, sinking sharp teeth into the neck-shoulder juncture. They were told to expect a powerful climax, but the sounds wrenched from them told a different tale. Vision whited out as the intensity grew and grew until their lupine instincts took over and they opened their jaws to lick tender bloody wounds.
Something else happened in that moment—a deep, indescribable feeling involving heart, mind, and soul as Luna joined two into one. MATES, forever and always, evidenced by a combined scent and the permanent bite scar that theywould wear with pride. It took some time for them to come to their senses, Lincoln plastered chest to chest against Scooter, breathing heavily and drained of energy.
Having greater reserves, Scooter opened his eyes first. His dick had worked its way out of Lincoln’s ass on its own, and his mate was leaking massive quantities of jizz onto the sheets below. Likewise, Lincoln had fired off a copious load all over Scooter’s hairy abdomen and smooth chest. They were a wonderful, sweaty, goo-covered mess, and Scooter wanted to do it all over again.
Unfortunately, poor Lincoln seemed to be out completely, and Scooter carefully slid his mate off and over to the side. Clean hand towels could be found on either nightstand, and he grabbed some to wipe them both down before the cum started to dry. There wasn’t much he could do about the sheets , so he covered the mess with towels and called it good for now. Pulling up the covers, he joined his mate in pleasant repose.
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Later that afternoon
Melva’s patience, sketchy at the best of times, had finally run out, and she made her way to the apartments. Supposedly, Evan visited the family this morning, becoming the first one to see the infant. By all rights it should have been her, but since she was present at the birth and Evan wasn’t, Melva figured they were even. Besides, he was a True Elderandthe Alpha Mate—two very good reasons to let her irritation go.
Not wanting to disturb the couple if they werebusy, she knocked softly on the apartment door and listened for movement. Moments later the door opened, and Lincoln tugged her insidefor a hug. She pulled back to look him over, noticing the fresh mating mark and his newly combined scent.
“Look at you—all grown up and mated! I hope Scooter’s letting you get enough rest. Now, where’s that precious little one? Auntie Melva can’t wait to start spoiling her!”
Lincoln laughed as he led her towards the nursery.
“You picked a good time to visit. Nate just finished a feeding and diaper change, so she’ll be extra good for you.”
Melva swept into the room, eyes fastening on the sweet little girl in Scooter’s arms. She was dressed in a yellow onesie, eyes open but drowsy.
“Well, will you look at that! You must be so proud. May I hold her?”
Scooter handed her over and motioned for Melva to take the rocking chair. The old woman cooed and fussed, talking nonsense to the infant while she studied the child’s features and sampled her scent.
“She’s just too sweet. Have you chosen a name yet? I can’t go around calling her “little one” all the time, you know!”
Lincoln wrapped an arm around Scooter’s waist as he prepared to answer her question.
“We wanted to tell you first, Melva. It’s our pleasure to introduce Rosalee Mae Scoon. We’ll call her Rosy.”
The shock on Melva’s face changed to grateful tears. Though her dear Omega sister was gone now, she would have been tickled pink to have the pup named after her. The two had raised and sheltered Lincoln from a young age and were the closest thing to family he had. She leaned down to kiss Rosy’s forehead.
“Now look what you’ve done, boys, making me cry. I’ll have so many stories to tell our little Rosy, won’t I? Will you let me watch her once in a while?”
Scooter’s grin gave him away before he said a word.
“Well, about that… we figured Rosy needs a grandma, and the position is open if you want it. I’m sure she’ll need plenty of looking after, and you’d have first dibs.”
