RufflingThePeacocksFeathers (9 page)

“You know I wasn’t a virgin, Lamar. I need to be tested first,” he admitted.

Lamar snickered. “I never thought you were, Rueben. But, as a shifter, I can’t catch any human diseases. We’re safe with each other, and I—” He paused and licked his lips, lowering his gaze to peer up at him from under his lashes. “I’ve never been with anyone without one. We’re already bonded. I want to feel you.”

That certainly wasn’t what Rueben had expected. “Really?” A grin curved his lips even as he realized it sounded like they still had quite a number of things to discuss.

Then, Lamar tightened around him. “Yeah. Please, fuck me.”

Rueben groaned. “You ask so prettily,” he whispered, pinching the base of his cock to keep from coming. Everything else—explanations, confessions, even plans for the future—could wait. He needed to feel his dick in the tight gripping heat of Lamar’s body.

After pouring a generous portion of the lube onto his fingers, Rueben used the rest on his cock. He tossed the packet aside, then rested his palm on Lamar’s back. Sliding that hand over the knobs of Lamar’s spine, Rueben slowly withdrew his fingers and worked them back in.

Two fingers quickly became three. Lamar rocked against them, rising his ass to meet each thrust. Seeing his lover ready, Rueben eased his fingers free. Lamar whimpered, lifting his hips, trying to follow his touch.

Rueben rested his hands on Lamar’s hips, stilling him. “Easy, sweet,” he crooned. “I’ll take good care of you.”

Lamar nodded, trust filling his eyes as he peered at Rueben over his shoulder.

The sight filled Rueben’s chest with warmth, flooding him with pride and…love.
Geez, how can that be? I hardly know him!
Lamar’s whimper drew him from his thoughts. He’d worry about it later. Now, he’d please his lover.

Rueben lined up his shaft, bumping his unsheathed cock head against Lamar’s stretched opening. He’d never taken someone raw, and hesitated just a second at the implications. Then, Rueben realized, it was already too late. He was in this to the end, no matter what.

That realization should have scared Rueben. He’d experienced so much strangeness in so few days. Instead, all he felt was excitement, anticipation, as if a new chapter of his life was starting.

Pressing forward, Rueben sank his dick into his waiting lover. Warm constriction enveloped his shaft. He groaned at the exquisite pressure, the amazing sensation of heat and rippling muscle surrounding him. He didn’t stop until he was buried balls deep in the man underneath him.

“Lamar,” he groaned.

Rueben lay over Lamar’s back. He wrapped his arms around his lover’s torso and rested his forehead against the top of his spine. Shivering, Rueben rubbed his hands over Lamar’s chest lightly, feeling his firm pecks and the ridges of his abs.

Lamar shuddered under him. “Rueben,” he murmured. He arched his back, pressing against him more firmly. Clamping his ass muscles rhythmically, Lamar milked his cock.

Grunting as waves of pleasure coursed through him, Rueben could stay still no longer. “Lamar,” he groaned. He pulled his dick out halfway then slid it back in just as slowly. The ripple of his lover’s chute around his dick tested his willpower. It took everything in him not to begin rutting mindlessly, plunging into the sexy man’s sweet hole.

Rueben growled, low in his throat, the pleasure loosening his tongue. “Mine,” he snarled. “You’re mine. No one else will have you.”

“Yes, yours,” Lamar promised.

Grinning ferally at Lamar’s agreement, Rueben slowly began to increase the speed of his thrusts. His balls tightened. His skin prickled at the bliss of repeatedly sinking into Lamar with nothing between them.

With the strength of his arms, Rueben brought Lamar up to a kneeling position. He lowered a hand and gripped his lover’s cock in a tight hold. Lamar whimpered at his touch, and his dick flexed in his grip. As Rueben pushed forward again and again, the move sent Lamar’s dick through his fist, stripping his cock even as he claimed his ass.

Rueben adjusted the angle of his thrusts until Lamar jerked and cried out in his arms. Knowing it wasn’t from pain, Rueben grinned and nipped at the skin at the nape of Lamar’s neck. “Yeah, that’s it. Show me how much you like it. Shout your pleasure for all to hear.”

Lamar actually did as instructed. He actually screamed, which sounded a lot like a bird’s melodious twitter. Rueben grinned at the unusual sounded that was—literally—music to his ears. Leaning back farther, he took Lamar’s weight against his chest. The twinge of his foot reminded him of his injury, but it wasn’t enough to stop his thrusting hips, or from clutching his lover against him, holding him close.

Balls drawing tight to his body, Rueben knew he was about to shoot. Sparks tingled up his spine, threading through his limbs. His own nipples beaded, pressing against Lamar’s back. Rueben swept his hand up Lamar’s sweat-slicked chest and flicked one of his distended nubs before giving it a quick tug.

Gasping, Lamar roared, and it was a beautiful sound. Lamar’s cock shot stream after stream of seed, making his chute clench over and over on Rueben’s shaft. Rueben let out a groan of his own. His cock seemed to swell even further, and his orgasm crashed over him.

Rueben held his lover tightly as his dick shot, coating the smaller man’s rectum with burst after burst of seed. Never had he bred another man, and never would he have expected the unimaginable pride flooding him at getting to fill Lamar with his essence.

Humming with pleasure, Rueben nuzzled Lamar’s neck. He stroked Lamar’s chest, neck, and abs, loving the feel of his skin, while gently milking the last of his lover’s cum from his dick. Rueben refused to release Lamar, enjoying the man’s trembles as much as the heady endorphins pinging through his system.

“Mmm,” Rueben hummed. “Fantastic.”

“Fuck, the things you get me to do,” Lamar mumbled, his head lolling on Rueben’s shoulder.

Grinning, Rueben gently cupped Lamar’s jaw and tilted his head just a bit more so he could press their lips together once, twice. “What?” he teased. “You’ve never had sex outside before?”

“Hell, no,” Lamar grumbled, although a smile toyed at the corners of his mouth. “Anyone could stumble upon us,” he added ruefully.

“That is true,” Rueben commented, then he smirked. “Especially with how you screamed.”

Chapter Ten

Lamar’s face flushed hot, then just as quickly, the blood drained from it. “Oh, shit,” he hissed. “We need to get dressed.”

“Hey, slow down,” Rueben soothed, holding him in place with one hand on his hip while using the other to gently stroke his neck.

Lamar sighed and allowed his head to once again rest on Rueben’s shoulder. It felt so good to have his neck stroked. It didn’t matter what form he was in. “Okay,” he whispered. “Yeah, um—” He breathed deeply and blew it out slowly. “Damn, that feels good.”

“Oh, honey.” Rueben drew out the pet name like a caress against his skin. “Erogenous zone, huh?”

“Gods, yes,” he whimpered.

“I’ll remember that,” his lover assured, then gently nipped his ear. “But, right now, we do need to get cleaned up.”

Slowly, Rueben pulled his cock from Lamar’s ass. Lamar grunted at the sensation. His lover released him slowly, sliding his fingers along the skin of his chest. Lamar grabbed his bag, rummaged through, and found his dirty t-shirt.

“Here,” he whispered, turning around to face his mate.

Rueben sat on his ass in the grass next to him, his jeans still around his knees.
Damn, my man’s thighs are almost as big around as my waist!
He liked that thought—
my man
—and licked his lips, hoping for the day when he could lick those thighs all the way up to his balls. His breathing sped up just at the idea.

“Lamar, don’t look at me like that unless you want another round.”

His lover’s gruff voice brought Lamar back to the present. “Um, no,” he muttered. Glancing at Rueben from beneath his lashes, he added quickly, “Not that I didn’t enjoy it.”

Winking, Rueben took the t-shirt, gave his now-soft prick a quick swipe, then rolled back to his knees, and pushed Lamar to his back. “Let me take care of you, sexy, then we’ll get on our way.”

Lamar blushed, but didn’t object when Rueben gently swiped the t-shirt over his cock, balls, and ass. He sighed at the soft touch, his eyelids drooping to half-mast. He bit his lip, fighting back a whimper.

“There ya are, babe,” Rueben murmured, pulling away.

“Thanks,” Lamar whispered, fighting embarrassment. Why did allowing his mate to clean him feel more intimate than actually fucking? He didn’t know, and couldn’t explain it, but the care his lover showed warmed his heart.

Suddenly, Rueben wrapped his arms around him and pulled him to his chest. He kissed him soundly, sweeping his tongue deep into his mouth before sucking it softly for several seconds. When Rueben pulled back, he grinned down at Lamar. “We’ll get used to each other,” Rueben assured.

Lamar nodded, giving him a smile. “Yeah, yeah we will.” He had faith that they would, too. They had all the time in the world now that they were mated.

Now that hormones brought on by lust and desire weren’t singing through his system, swamping his good sense, Lamar cocked his head and asked, “You said you knew how we mated. That it was your fault.”

Rueben grimaced and blushed, his gaze straying to the ground.

“Hey, I’m not blaming you. You didn’t know what you were doing.” The fact that Rueben was Ricky’s brother, and that they’d talked after he’d left, suddenly nagged at him. “Did you?”

“No,” Rueben quickly denied. “I didn’t. I didn’t even know you were a shifter until afterward.”

Lamar placed a hand on Rueben’s arm. “Hey, I believe you. If you were lying, I’d be able to scent it,” he admitted.

Rueben’s brows shot up. “You could?”

“Yeah,” he said, then waved his hand. “Now, tell me what you think happened.”

“Well, actually, Sam figured it out when I came to track you down this morning,” Rueben explained. “He congratulated me when I arrived. He asked about you, thought we’d been holed up together.” Rueben grimaced while pulling his jeans up his hips.

Lamar remembered his mate’s injury and frowned. “Geez, you shouldn’t have put so much exertion on your leg,” he said, worrying his mate had aggravated his foot. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Rueben nodded. “Oddly enough, even with all the
exertion
we’ve done, it’s been doing really well the last few days.”

A thought niggled at his brain and Lamar’s brows shot up. “Oh, that’s probably because we mated. Bonding with me sped your healing ability.”

“I’m sorry.” Rueben frowned. “Faster healing?”

“Guess Sam missed that part,” Lamar mused. “You’re not completely human anymore either, Rueben,” he explained. “My saliva and cum, however the hell it got introduced into your system, it changed your DNA. It’s why we have our own pack doctor and nurse. We can’t go to a regular hospital.

“Your bones are stronger now. Harder to break. You won’t get standard colds or viruses. You’ll heal faster, which means your break is probably almost healed, since it’s been…” He tried to figure it out quick in his head. It didn’t work. “Each day is like a week in human terms,” he explained. “You’d said you’d already healed for five weeks, add the last three days, so that means a total of eight weeks.” He nodded. “Another few days you’ll probably be good as new. Better even.”

Rueben’s eyes were wide. “Wow, that’s…okay I really like that part. Very nice.”

Lamar chuckled and grabbed his jeans, pulling them on as he took in Rueben’s pleased look. As the fabric scraped over his skin, he grimaced.
What I wouldn’t give for a shower.
As a peacock, he groomed himself often. Rolling around in human form…
that
, he’d never done before.

Eyeing his lover, Lamar realized Rueben had him doing a lot of things he’d never done before. That would bare thinking about later…much later, maybe when he could admit how much he liked doing those things with his mate. “Okay, we’re off track. How did we bond, again?”

Sighing, Rueben answered, “I played with my ass when you were in the bathroom. It was the same hand I’d used to play with the cum you’d spayed across my chest.”

“Damn.” Lamar couldn’t hide his surprise. “That’s…that’s unconventional.”

“Yeah, I, uh, I caught that from Sam.”

Lamar chuckled. “Okay, let’s get going.”

He helped his mate to his feet and handed him his crutches. As they wandered out of the forest and into the park, Lamar gratefully saw the park was still empty.

Rueben gave him a cheeky grin and wink. “Doesn’t look like we disturbed anyone.”

Flushing, Lamar nodded. When they reached Rueben’s truck, Lamar realized they hadn’t discussed where they were going from here. He nibbled his lip, wondering how to ask.

Leaning against his truck, Rueben snaked his strong arms around Lamar and pulled him to his chest. “What are you thinking about so hard?”

“Just wondering where you think we’re going from here,” he admitted. “The pack…they’re my family. But you’re my mate.”