Isaiah (10 page)

“Bae,” Isaiah whimpered, “oh my hell, stop before I come in my sweats!”

Bae liked the way the soft material clung to Isaiah. The sweats looked to be worn, thin, maybe something Isaiah wore often. Bae wanted them off. He started to move forward and rip the damn things off when Isaiah’s stomach growled. Isaiah blushed from his forehead to— Bae was amused to note—the tops of his feet.

“I’m glad you’re entertained,” Isaiah huffed. “We’re going to eat first.”

Bae laughed, delighted by Isaiah’s pique. “We are. I can’t have you going weak from lack of food. You’ll need all your strength to keep up with me tonight. Your ass is going to be sorer than mine was when I woke up.”

Isaiah grabbed a hot pad and took the garlic bread out of the oven. “And how’s your ass feeling now?”

Bae leered at Isaiah. “Like it might be able to take another pounding after I’ve had you a few times.”

“Eat.” Isaiah dropped the cookie sheet holding the bread onto the ceramic tiled countertop. “Fast.”

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Bae laughed and grabbed a couple of plates and forks. “You want to dish up dinner and I’ll get our drinks?”

“Yeah.” Isaiah took the plates and Bae set the silverware on the table then dug two sodas from the fridge.

“Sorry I don’t have any wine. I’ve never been a fan of it.” He put the sodas in front of their chairs. “Beer’s all right though.”

Isaiah handed him a plate loaded down with pasta and thick, chunky sauce. A slab of garlic bread was laid on top of it. “Beer’s awesome when you’re all hot and sweaty.” He gave Bae a knowing look. “Good beer, at least, and if you’re sweaty from fucking long and hard, a beer or two really hits the spot.”

“I was thinking more along the lines of having a cold one after mowing the yard, but your way sounds better.” Bae sat and began twirling his fork in the pasta. “Also, my dad is going to see if he can find anything out about the other shifters. Well, he was before I told him about you and that I wasn’t going to be a part of a breeding programme.”

Isaiah stopped bringing his fork to his mouth, halting it right by his lips. “You think your dad won’t keep his word?”

Bae thought about it then shook his head. “No, I think he will. He’s never lied to me before. And even though he is furious, I think maybe he still loves me. He’s just torn between a duty that’s been drilled into him and accepting that I can’t do the same. Our leader won’t have such qualms. He’ll side with duty.”

“You never know.” Isaiah took a bite and moaned happily. Bae waited for him to swallow.

“I do, actually. My grandfather is not the warm and cuddly kind.” Bae saw the dawning recognition in Isaiah’s eyes, saw the shock creep into his expression. “Yes, my grandfather is that much of a hard ass. But, he’ll tell you it’s for the good of the Amur. To keep us pure, and our species alive.”

“Maybe there’s supposed to be new species,” Isaiah said. “I mean, snow leopards are endangered, so there can’t be many of us, either. We don’t care about who we’re having sex with, as long as we love and trust the person we settle down with.” Isaiah frowned and took another bite, tapping his plate with his fork as if impatient to be done chewing his food. “I don’t know how that’s gonna work. Like I said, our ability to shift is passed down through www.total-e-bound.com

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the mother, so us males can’t spawn a bunch of little shifters if we go on a rutting spree. But other species can. Cougars, for instance.”

“Interesting.” Bae longed to know more. “I’d love to be able to categorise all the types of shifters, how they breed and reproduce and what have you.”

Isaiah pushed his plate away and averted his gaze. “Maybe you should talk to Tim and his mate, Otto. They’d be more your speed on that.”

Bae set his fork down. Obviously dinner was just going to have to be done with.

“Isaiah.”

“What?” Isaiah didn’t look up at the snap in Bae’s voice.

Bae stood and strode around the table to stand by his mate. He wound his fingers through Isaiah’s hair and pulled, forcing his head back until Isaiah finally looked at him. “I can feel you, doubting yourself and thinking about how much better off I’d be with someone like your brother or his mate. But I don’t want someone like that, Isaiah. I want you, someone who is smart in a way I’ll never be, who can teach me new things and take control when I need him to. I want you, not anyone else. I wouldn’t trade you for a different mate with more degrees or anything so utterly ridiculous even if I could.” He leant down until he was nose to nose with Isaiah. “Do you understand me, Isaiah?”

Before Isaiah could answer, Bae tugged his head back further.
There.
Isaiah’s Adam’s apple moved as he swallowed, a clicking noise following. Bae grinned and opened up, mouthing the protuberant knob.

“Nngh.”

Bae scraped his teeth over it and Isaiah slapped his hands down on the table, rattling the dishes and spilling God knew what. Bae dragged his lips down the hollow of Isaiah’s throat where he sucked up a purple mark. Isaiah would have to tie a bandana around his neck to hide that, and while it was undoubtedly unprofessional, Bae liked knowing it was there, and Isaiah was thrumming with pleasure at the knowledge. His mate liked being marked.

Bae imagined Isaiah biting him, marking him deeply, and instead of just fear he felt a swirling ball of arousal spreading throughout him. He wasn’t ready for it, was still afraid, but seeing the way Isaiah reacted, Bae figured he was going to give in and let himself be claimed the way he knew Isaiah wanted to claim him. Needed to, most likely. Bae had www.total-e-bound.com

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needed to bite last night, needed to make it clear that Isaiah was his. He was being cruel by asking Isaiah to hold back, but he was just too scared of the pain.

“It’s fine, Bae. I can handle waiting. Just, maybe fuck me from behind. Mark me again if you like,
on my shoulder or wherever you want to.”

Isaiah’s unselfish offering made Bae feel about two feet tall. He straightened up and let go of Isaiah’s hair. “Come to the bedroom. I want you on all fours because it’ll be easier on you that way this time.” They started towards the bedroom.

He didn’t want to bite Isaiah anywhere else other than the mark he’d already made, and that place still looked sore, the teeth marks apparent and bruising circling each penetrated spot. If Isaiah could hold off, so could he.

“But you don’t have to.”

Bae popped Isaiah on his butt hard enough his palm stung. “I don’t want to do it to you if I’m too chicken to let you bite me in return, but I do want to fuck this fine ass.” Bae tried to pinch his butt cheek but got the material instead. “Get naked, sweetheart.”

Isaiah stared him in the eye and stripped out of his sweats right there in the hall. “Now what?”

Isaiah was waiting for orders! Bae’s cock leaked, a spot spreading at the front of his jeans. “Now you undress me.”

“Okay.” Isaiah reached for his shirt and Bae lifted his arms, past ready to be naked and loving on Isaiah. “Look at these,” Isaiah purred, rubbing his palms over Bae’s nipples as he pushed the shirt up. “Oh man, I have to just—” Isaiah shoved the shirt up around Bae’s head, then bit at one nipple while pinching the other.

“Isaiah!” Bae jerked, pleasure shooting from his chest to his groin. He fought to get the shirt off, cursing as it tangled around his arms, blinding him. Not to be defeated by mere material, Bae ripped the shirt in half and threw it aside.

“Impressive,” Isaiah muttered before catching his nubs and squeezing just to the point of it being too much. Then he licked and thumbed them, and Bae had to grit his teeth to keep from begging Isaiah to fuck him. Damn it, he wanted to feel Isaiah’s ass sucking his cock in, and nothing else would do until then.

Isaiah made a choked sound and left off tormenting his tits. “We really need to get to a bed.” He nudged Bae and turned, almost sprinting in that direction. Bae was on his heels, his www.total-e-bound.com

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eyes glued to Isaiah’s ass, cataloguing each flex, each divot and move of muscle beneath the hair-smattered skin.

“On the bed,” Bae said, planting a hand at the small of Isaiah’s back and pushing.

Isaiah barrelled forward, more eagerness on his part than shove by Bae. He leapt onto the bed, landing on his hands and knees and peering at Bae over his shoulder. He wiggled his rump from side to side then bowed his back, exposing his pink hole to Bae. “Whenever you’re ready.”

Bae growled at the taunt but wouldn’t be rushed. He knelt on the bed behind Isaiah and pushed on his lower back. “Head down, sweetheart.”

Isaiah froze for a second, his nostrils flaring and his pupils expanding to chase all but a thin ring of green away. Then, still staring over his shoulder, he lowered his chest down until he rested his head on his hands.

Bae palmed Isaiah’s ass, kneading the firm, fuzzy mounds. “You have the most perfect ass I’ve ever seen. Just the right amount of hair. God, I love your hairy body. I don’t know if it’s ‘cause I don’t have hardly any body hair or what—”

“Bae, please!” Isaiah snarled.

“Please what?” he asked innocently. “I just wanted you to know how much your body pleases me. But, all of you pleases me, inside and out.”

“That’s great, but can you fuck me sometime soon?” Isaiah shifted his legs further apart. His balls hung heavy and low, his cockhead touching the blanket. Bae could smell his pre-cum.

Instead of answering, Bae leaned in and licked Isaiah’s hole. Isaiah gave a gratifying shout and his glutes flexed, going taut. Bae shoved his cheeks further apart and pushed in, rubbing his nose, lips and chin over Isaiah’s crease. He inhaled, taking in the musky scent of male, then laved Isaiah’s pucker, swirling the hair framing the little orifice and catching the strands with his teeth. A tug had Isaiah moaning, arching, pushing back at him.

Bae pinched at Isaiah’s ass, not hard enough to bruise, only meaning to stimulate the tissue there. He concentrated on eating Isaiah’s ass, on driving his man out of his mind. To that end, Bae used lips and tongue, sucking and fucking Isaiah’s hole with the slick muscle.

“Bae, please, Bae, please,” Isaiah chanted over and over, rocking his hips and whacking his feet against the mattress.

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“Soon,” he promised, lifting his head and grinning at the way Isaiah’s toes curled when he dragged his thumb down Isaiah’s crack. He ran his thumb over Isaiah’s hole then without warning pushed in, and the feel of Isaiah’s body taking him in about undid Bae. He nipped one flank and sucked his other thumb before sliding it into place beside the first.

“Fuck!” Isaiah’s ring pulsed around his digits. “Fuck me!”

Bae was going to, no doubt about it, but his cock was big and Isaiah’s ass hole wasn’t.

Yes it’d stretch, but not very comfortably for Isaiah if Bae didn’t loosen it up first. “Patience,”

Bae snapped, leaning in to bite at Isaiah’s other ass cheek. “I’ll fuck you when we’re both ready.”

“You’re—” Isaiah gasped, then shuddered through an exhale. “Torturing me.”

“I’m preparing you properly, like a caring mate does.” Bae did, however, thrust his thumbs in faster, harder, letting Isaiah feel it good. “I want us both to enjoy it when I fuck you.”

“Ungh,” Isaiah answered, and a few seconds later the bottle of lube just narrowly missed Bae’s hip.

“Pushy,” he chided, but he wasn’t complaining. Bae withdrew a thumb so he could pick up the lube. He popped the cap open with his teeth then poured a good amount at the top of Isaiah’s crack.

“Shit, that’s cold!”

“I think you need to go back to speaking gibberish.” Bae ran three fingers through the lube then pushed two of them in alongside his thumb.

“Agh!” Isaiah pounded the bed with his feet and one hand. His other was beneath his belly.

“Don’t you dare come until I’m in you,” Bae warned.

“Then you better hurry the fuck up, because I’m close.”

Bae curled his fingers and brushed over Isaiah’s gland. “Surely you have better control.

Show me.”

“Ah ah,” Isaiah panted, tuning his head to the other side.

Bae glanced down and saw Isaiah’s hand clamped on his balls, tugging at them. It looked like it hurt, but obviously Isaiah didn’t have his pain issues.

“One more finger,” Bae said, working his forefinger in along with the other two and his thumb. “There, feel that?”

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“Yes yes yes!” Isaiah slid one leg up further until his knee was close to being under his shoulder. The man was flexible, especially for his size.

“Just let me get you a little more open.” Bae pushed his fingers in, pulled them out, working Isaiah’s hole until he wasn’t able to stand it anymore. “Gonna fuck you now.”

“S’about time.” Isaiah’s voice sounded slurred, like he was drunk or his tongue had tripled in size.

Bae coated his cock liberally and lined it up with Isaiah’s slick, gaping entrance. “It’ll have been worth it just so I can do this.” With a hand on Isaiah’s hip and the other holding the base of his dick, Bae speared Isaiah’s pucker with his cockhead, spreading the pink skin until it turned white with the stretch.

“Fuck, oh fuck yes! Bae!” Isaiah’s arm that was beneath him was moving, Isaiah jacking himself off.

“Don’t you come,” Bae growled, then he let go of his dick, instead holding both of Isaiah’s hips. One hard shove and he was buried balls deep in Isaiah, who was keening as his ass massaged Bae’s length perfectly. Bae held himself still through sheer will, trembling as he waited for Isaiah’s ass to loosen up on the grip around his cock. When it did, Bae almost sang for joy. Almost, but instead he withdrew to the fattest part of his crown, stretching Isaiah’s ass hole wide, then he slammed back in.

All finesse was gone when Isaiah moaned, the deep sound stripping away Bae’s control as surely as the rippling inner walls did the same. “Mine,” Bae growled as he pummelled Isaiah’s ass, sliding him up across the bed. Bae wanted in deeper, wanted to pound harder, until he was a part of Isaiah and they’d never be separated. He lowered himself onto Isaiah’s back and pushed down on his shoulders, fucking Isaiah with rapid-fire thrusts.