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Chapter 19

Atlas/Fluffy

I had fallen asleep briefly, and Aiden was still snoozing on my chest. The light was fading but it wasn’t fully dark, so I knew we hadn’t napped for long. I breathed in the soft, warm, happy smell that was Aiden, along with the alluring scent of both our releases.

Would Aiden want to do that again? Or maybe something else? He had said he’d like to try anal sex. We had lube. I’d read how-to articles. I thought I could make him feel good. Or maybe he wanted to be the one to penetrate me?

I mulled that over for a moment. I wanted to be inside Aiden, but the thought of Aiden inside me was certainly an intriguing one as well. I would like him to find his pleasure inside my body.

I shifted slightly, my hard cock rubbing against his stomach. He snuffled a bit, and I stilled. I didn’t want to wake him.

He pressed against me, and I felt his hard cock as well. I sniffed at his neck—he was waking up, and he was aroused.

“You like to sniff me,” Aiden murmured.

“Mmmhmmm,” I murmured, sniffing him again. “Would you like to try something else?”

Aiden leisurely rubbed his body against me, and then he leaned his head back to look at me. He was sleepy and mussed and adorably sexy.

“What were you thinking?” he asked.

“I could suck you again. Or rub our cocks together. Or you said you wanted to try anal sex some day. I’d love to lick you and open you up and make you feel good, then put my dick inside you and fill you up. I’d also love it if you wanted your dick to be inside me,” I answered.

Aiden was flushed a pretty shade of red and breathing heavily.

“Fuck,” he murmured.

“Yes, I believe that’s what it’s usually called, but with a mate it’s more than just a fuck,” I said thoughtfully.

For some reason Aiden giggled at that. Then he hopped out of bed mumbling something about a shower. I got out and followed him into the bathroom, where he had already turned the water on to heat up.

“Would you like to shower together?” I asked.

“No. I mean yes. Just not yet,” Aiden answered, blushing again. “If you’re gonna… If we’re gonna… tasting… yeah, so… I just need... Why don’t you go… do something. And I’ll shower. And you can join me in a few minutes,” he muttered, getting more red with the start of each sentence.

“I would like to taste you just as you are, mate,” I said, not understanding why Aiden would want to shower off his natural scent.

He just rolled his eyes, pushed me out of the bathroom, and shut the door.

“Get snacks! And water!” he yelled through the door.

Huh. Apparently humans were shy about bodily needs and functions. I knew they liked privacy for those things, but I figured once mated, that wouldn’t be an issue. Humans were an odd bunch, though.

With a shrug, I went about gathering snacks and bottles of water and putting them in the bedroom. Perhaps Aiden meant to den down for a bit. I really had no problem with that idea—I would enjoy being denned in with my mate.

I waited a few minutes and then went to stand at the bathroom door. Had enough time passed for me to join him? Was I supposed to walk in? Did I knock? I stood there for a bit and pondered how long Aiden would want. I could clearly hear him in the shower now.

“I can hear you thinking out there. Get in here, Fluffy,” Aiden called out.

I didn’t need to be told twice, and I opened the door and climbed into the shower with a very naked, wet Aiden. His face was in the spray, and I wrapped my arms around him, which made him give a little squeak of surprise.

He turned around, wiping the water out of his eyes, and grinned at me.

“I’ve never showered with anyone before,” he said.

“Me either,” I answered. “If you must clean off your natural scent, can I wash you?”

He nodded his head, and I grabbed the soap, giving it a sniff. “You smell better,” I complained.

Aiden just giggled, so I began lathering up the soap in my hands. I crouched down and began at his feet, gently raising each one as he put his hands on my shoulders. As I soaped up his calves and thighs, I rubbed and massaged each one. He groaned happily as I pressed into the muscles and rubbed.

As I was finishing on his thighs, I leaned in and nosed gently at his balls, smelling the natural scent of Aiden, even though it was diluted by water. I couldn’t help giving his dick a little taste, and I sucked him into my mouth and throat until he was all the way inside me.

His hands clenched my shoulders tightly, and I moaned. I hoped my mate left marks on me. I swallowed around him, and his hips bucked, driving him further into my mouth.

“Atlas!” he cried out.

He was clearly enjoying it, but he had given me a task. With more than a little sadness, I pulled off his dick, licking and sucking as I did. Then I used my hands to soap him, gently tugging at his hard length.

“Fuck, Atlas. You’re gonna kill me,” he groaned.

I didn’t think he meant literally, since all I smelled was arousal and pleasure from him. I grabbed more soap and did his chest next, making sure to massage each nipple thoroughly. When I got to his shoulders, I gently coaxed him to turn and face the other way, and he did so with a moan.

With more soap lathered up, I massaged his muscles, kneading wherever I found a knot. Aiden turned and leaned against the side wall of the shower to support himself, and I simply shifted with him, continuing to rub him.

By the time I got to his ass, he was panting, and I could see his cock was hard and red. I wanted to suck him back into my mouth, but there was another area to focus on now. I spread his cheeks and looked at his pink hole. So pretty. I gently rubbed my thumb against him, and he groaned and pushed his ass back.

That certainly seemed like an invitation to me. I leaned in, licking gently along his pucker. There was a faint taste of soap, but with a few licks that was gone, and it was just the taste of Aiden’s skin. I dove in, kissing and sucking, licking into him as he moaned and pushed back.

“Oh my god, Atlas,” he murmured. “Fuck.”

Yes, fucking was a good idea, but I knew I needed to get my Aiden ready. I had read that certain lubricants were best for inside humans, and I hadn’t had the foresight to bring it into the shower.

“Yes,” I answered. “Good idea, my mate.”

I stood up and grabbed the soap, ducking under the water to clean myself since Aiden apparently wanted that. He turned around and stared at me, his eyes glazed over with lust, his scent musky and aroused and so perfectly Aiden.

“I want to…” he started, reaching toward the soap.

I leaned in and kissed him, nipping at his lips. “I won’t last if you touch me,” I answered, giving myself the fastest cleaning ever.

I rinsed myself, picked Aiden up and moved him under the water to rinse any residual soap off him, and then shut off the water. He was sputtering a bit, but I got out of the shower, lifted him out, grabbed a towel, and gently but efficiently dried him off and then myself.

“Atlas, I can…” he started again, but I picked him up into my arms and carried him into the bedroom, making him sputter with laughter.

“Need you now,” I mumbled as I laid him gently down.

I climbed onto the bed and hovered over him, and he leaned up, his hand threading through my hair and his lips pressing against mine. I groaned as I let myself rest partly on him so we could feel each other’s skin.

We kissed and licked and nibbled, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. I could feel Aiden thrusting into me, and as much as I enjoyed kissing him, I wanted to make him writhe in pleasure again.

I grabbed a pillow and the lube off the nightstand while Aiden stared at me dazedly. I slid down the bed and put the pillow under his butt.

“What are you…” he started to ask, but he trailed off again.

I liked the idea that my mate was so turned on that he couldn’t even think straight. Still, I answered him. “In many of the how-to manuals Liam found, they put pillows under the man’s butt before anal sex.”

He leaned up onto his elbows, staring at me. “Atlas, where did Liam find these manuals?”

“Online,” I answered, and then I spread his cheeks, adding, “You have the cutest little pucker I’ve ever seen.” Then I gave him a lick.

“Atlas!” he groaned, throwing his head back, but then he pushed against my head, and I immediately backed off, looking at him. “Atlas, where online did you read these how-to manuals that called my asshole a ‘pucker’?”

Why did he care about the how-to manuals? His cock was hard and throbbing, and he wanted to know about them? Did he want to read them, too, or did he doubt that they were useful?

“Don’t worry—Liam read them, too, and although he said some were not as helpful, he only sent me the links of ones he found to be accurate with his own mate. They were very detailed and informative. Some were articles about lubrication and preparation, but he also sent some that described the act in great detail, so I’m prepared,” I reassured him.

“Atlas, were you reading porn?” he asked, a little smile on his face.

I cocked my head at him. Had I been reading porn? “Would Liam send me pornography?” I asked. “He said it was informative sexual material.”

Aiden fell back onto the bed, giggles erupting from him. I wasn’t sure what was so amusing, but I was glad my mate was happy. I looked at his perfect pucker (which perhaps was a pornography term?), and I couldn’t help diving back in to kiss and lick him. His giggles soon became moans of pleasure.

I grabbed the lube and squeezed a good amount onto my finger. The bedspread might need to be changed after this, but I wasn’t terribly worried. I moved over to his thigh, gently nibbling at it as I circled my finger around his hole, slowly sinking it in.

“Does this feel good?” I asked him, although his moans seemed to confirm that it did. I ducked down and licked gently at his hard cock, tasting the perfect flavor of Aiden on my tongue.

“Yes. Fuck, Atlas,” he gasped.

“Not yet, my mate. I need to prep you first,” I told him.

He giggled again, but it ended in a gasp as I added a second finger to the first, easing it in. I gently pressed in and out, occasionally reaching my head down to lick and suck at his cock.

I pulled off and looked up at him as I gently felt around inside him with my fingers. I had read about…

Aiden gasped. Ah, that must be it, then.

“I think I found your prostate,” I said, rather proud of myself. “I read about it, and many men find the stimulation of it pleasurable. Do you find it pleasurable, my mate?” I asked, although his groans and scent seemed to say that he did.

“I… Holy shit, Atlas. It’s like… I can’t even explain it. Feels weird, but good weird,” he gasped.

Good weird was good, I supposed. I really wanted better than good weird, though, so I thought of the how-to manuals, and I leaned down, sucking his cock into my mouth as I gently pressed my fingers against his prostate, making the “come hither” motion described and alternating my fingers pressing against his gland.

“Holy shit!” he cried out, writhing against me.

I hoped that was better than “good weird.” He spurted a bit of precum into my mouth, and I moaned at the taste of him on my tongue, which made him moan louder.

“Fuck, Atlas, fuck. You have to stop!” Aiden cried out.

I immediately pulled off and pulled my fingers out, sniffing the air. He didn’t smell distressed. I smelled sex and musk and Aiden, and I looked up at him. He was leaning on his elbows, looking down at me and smiling fondly.

“I love you, Atlas,” he said, a sweet grin on his face.

“I love you, too, my mate. What do you need?” I asked him.

“I need you to get up here and get your dick in me before I come,” he laughed, and I smiled at him.

Ahhh. That I could definitely do.