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All my blood rushed south in an instant and I jerked back to look at him. “Really? You want to–”

He flushed, shrugging his shoulders, a shy smile on his face. “I mean, if you’re up for it.”

“Babe, if I’m ever not up for it, I’ll have one foot in the grave.”

He chuckled, dragging me down for another kiss. We moved slower this time, savoring it. It was Art’s first time, and I wasn’t willing to rush it. I peeled him out of his clothes, brushing kisses along every inch I exposed, but I kept going back to his mouthfor more. I couldn’t get enough of him. One week apart almost killed me.

I was less patient with my own clothes, but I stopped rushing once we were skin to skin, touching every inch of him. And I wasn’t the only one. Art’s hands moved over me, down my chest and over my arms. When he ran his fingers over the length of my horns, I shuddered and groaned into his mouth, snagging his hands and pinning them to the bed. I liked the touch, but I didn’t want to get anywhere near losing control right now. I needed to be careful with my mate, for his first time at least.

Damn, that word sounded good. I smiled against Art’s mouth, dragging my lips down his throat to suck on his neck. I wanted to brand him, to let the entire world know he was mine. He moaned, shifting restlessly beneath me as I teased him.

“Hendrix… please…”

“Anything you want is yours, Art. You have all of me.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

ARTHUR

We were supposedto be talking. I’d wanted to reassure him again that I wasn’t going anywhere. But I needed the connection. Needed to feel him against me. I struggled against his hold on my wrists, writhing as each suck on my neck sent lightning down my spine. My body pulsed with need and I could feel my cock leaking onto my belly.

“Hendrix… please…”

“Anything you want is yours, Art. You have all of me.”

My heart skipped a beat at his soft promise, love expanding throughout my body so intensely I was surprised it wasn’t spilling out of my eyes. I tugged on my wrists again and when he finally released me, I slid my arms around his neck.

“Take me, Hendrix. I want to feel you.”

He groaned loudly, squeezing me tightly for a moment before he reached for my nightstand and the lube I had stashed inside. I shot him a questioning look when he spread it on his tail, but he shook his head, a smile pulling at his lips.

“Trust me.”

“I do. Always.”

A tender look crossed his face before he slid his arm under my leg, pulling it up close to my chest. A beat of nerves danced over my skin, but Hendrix kept me distracted with his lips, first against my mouth and then down my neck when I ripped away on a groan as his tail teased my hole. It felt… strange, but with each pass, the need for him to be inside me grew. I wiggled closer, silently begging, and he gave me what I wanted, pressing his tail slowly inside. My mouth fell open, my eyes on the ceiling as I surrendered to the feel of him inside me. It was thin enough at first that I felt no pain. It was when he started to twist and fill me more that I felt the stretch.

“Oh god that feels good.”

He shuddered above me, letting out a sharp breath. I could feel the tension in his arms, the fight in his body to keep himself under control. I loved that he was taking his time, introducing me to everything slowly. He always knew what to do to make me feel loved and cherished. I nudged his temple with my chin, asking for another kiss, but right as he pressed his lips against mine, he did something that sent pleasure cascading through my body.

“Oh!”

He chuckled, watching me as I writhed from the assault. “Now you know how I feel. Your dick is so damn perfect, it pegged that spot the whole time you were inside me. I nearly came in under a minute.”

“D-Definitely… potential… for that,” I ground out, squeezing my eyes shut as I tried to focus on anything other than how close I was.

When he pulled his tail free, I whimpered, my body still pulsing and needy. Hendrix shook his head.

“Nuh uh. I want to be inside you when you come. Hold tight for a second.”

He paused long enough to slick up his cock, hooking my leg over his shoulder as he lined himself up. I thought I’d be nervous or freaked out if I ever got this far, but I didn't feel any of that. I just felt needy. I dragged him closer, sucking in a breath as he pushed enough for the head of his cock to slip inside.

I waited for the pain. I’d read it hurt the first time, but other than a small sting at first, I didn’t feel anything but pressure. Pressure and pleasure. Just the knowledge that he was inside me made my cock twitch and I gripped his hips, tugging him in closer. He slid in farther, groaning as I urged him on.

“Damn, Art. You’re such a beautiful surprise.”

I hummed, too focused on the feel of him inside me to speak. He pressed forward until his hips were against my ass and I was full beyond measure. Hendrix paused, taking a few breaths, but my usual level of patience was obliterated.