Page 9 of Mushy Stuff (Guardian Mates #1)

Three days.

That’s all I will have with Wold.

I’m a little sad that he wants me to leave so soon. Maybe it’s crazy, but I was hoping after the wild sex that he would want me to stay. I’m not ready to go home yet. There’s a whole world here that I knew nothing about. I want to learn more about it and explore it.

If I’m honest, I also want to learn more about Wold and get to know him. I like him. It’s not really like me to get attached to someone so easily, but something just feels right about him to me, and I don’t want to leave him.

I need to shake the sadness off though. Moping around isn’t going to get him to want me to stay .

I guess I’ll just have to show him what he could have if I stayed.

Wold interrupts my thoughts. “The hoppers are done, but we need to let them cool.”

Absently I say, “Okay.”

I watch him as he moves the spit out of the fire and toward where I am sitting.

I’m thinking about what happened earlier in the woods, when he chased me down and fucked the hell out of me.

I want him to fuck the hell out of me again, but I’ll probably need to convince him to since he seems so worried about hurting me.

I guess I might as well get started showing him what he could have. I mean, there’s no time like the present. Except my stomach chooses this moment to growl. Okay, maybe that can wait until after I eat.

Wold looks over at me because he heard my stomach too. “You can start pulling pieces off if you want.”

That’s exactly what I do. The moment the first piece hits my tongue, I realize just how hungry I am.

I feel like a wild animal devouring the rabbit as I tear chunks off of it as quickly as I can.

It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten and I’m famished.

I usually don’t eat breakfast, and I forgot to eat lunch because I was too excited about foraging for mushrooms .

Wold eats his so quickly that I’m honestly not sure if he chewed it. I also think he ate it bones and all, but I’m choosing to ignore that.

When I’m done, I lick my fingers and say, “Is it okay if I go inside and rinse my hands off in that pool of water?”

He nods and I go into the cave. I rinse my hands and mouth off with water, then I dry them off with the towel I brought. Then I remember that I used that same towel to wipe Wold’s cum off my thighs. Maybe it’s time to wash the towel too.

I dunk the towel in the water and try to rinse it as best I can, all while thinking about how good it felt when his mouth was on me, and how amazing those ridges on his cock felt. I was afraid when he chased me, but I was also incredibly aroused.

Wold walks in then. “Are you okay, Lydia?”

I was so lost in thought that I jump when I hear his voice.

I reply with, “Yep. Just rinsing out this towel. It’s getting kind of dirty.

” I wring it out and then spread it out on a rock in hopes that it will dry some.

When I turn around, Wold has gone very still and is staring at me.

I can see some of that feral gleam in his eye.

I look at him for a minute, wondering what he’s doing.

Then I remember that this is how he reacted before he chased me earlier.

I’m turned on just from thinking about what we were doing earlier, I wonder if he can smell it. “Wold, are you okay?”

He doesn’t answer.

“Wold…” I start.

With a rasp, he says, “Lydia…”

I walk up to him and take his hand and lead him into the bioluminescent room that I woke up in when he first found me. “Come with me, Wold.”

This seems to rouse him from his trance a little bit, although I don’t want him shaken out of it too much. I have plans for him in here.

None of the mushrooms are glowing, so the room is dark. I look at Wold. “Can you do what you did to make them glow?”

Without saying anything, he presses his hand to the wall, and they all begin to glow. It’s so beautiful. I’ve truly never seen anything like it in all my life.

I lead him to the large table like rock in the middle of this chamber, and I sit down. Wold is still standing and staring at me, so I pat the spot next to me and say, “Come, sit with me.” He sits, but continues to watch me.

He seems to relax a tiny bit over the next couple of minutes. Well, I don’t know if he actually relaxes, but he quit staring at me.

“Hey, Wold? ”

He looks at me now, watching and waiting for whatever question I have.

“Do your people kiss?”

He gives me a slightly confused look and says, “I don’t know what that is.”

“I can show you.” I notice that his tail is nervously slapping the ground behind us. “Lean toward me.”

He does, and I kiss him. He briefly startles, tensing.

But he quickly softens against my mouth and kisses me back.

His kiss is a little clumsy at first, but he quickly gets the hang of it.

I run my tongue along the seam of his lips to get him to open for me.

When he does, I tease his tongue with mine, and he groans low in his throat.

His tongue is smooth and silky. I can feel the split tip of it.

It feels so much different than mine. He deepens our kiss, and I can feel the press of his fangs against my lips.

I slide my leg across his lap and straddle him. He groans again and cups my ass with those giant hands. I break our kiss and begin trailing kisses along his jaw and onto his neck.

In a husky voice he says, “Lydia…” I continue kissing his neck ignoring him. “Lydia…I can’t control…it’s not safe.”

Between kisses I say, “Safe for whom?” Then I use my teeth to nip his ear.

He groans and his whole body shudders. “Safe for you. ”

I’m still kissing his neck when I say, “It’s safe. You won’t hurt me. You didn’t hurt me last time.” Then I pull my shirt over my head and take my bra off immediately after. Wold groans and palms my breasts in his hands.

I can feel the hard ridge of his cock, and I can see its glow coming from under me. I bite my lip and grind myself against it.

With a groan, he begins running his nose down my throat toward my chest. He inhales, and he sighs. “I’m afraid of hurting you.”

I look at his glowing eyes, and say, “You won’t. But, I have an idea.”

He tilts his head curiously.

“Lay back.”

He just stares at me like I’ve lost my mind.

Again, I say, “Lay back on the boulder.” He does, and I grab each of his hands and put them straight up over his head.

“Those vines you used to tie me, can you make some?” The vines in his hair start growing longer.

I begin wrapping them around his wrists and I use my teeth to cut them once his hands are bound together.

I spit out the bitter green taste of them, then I use the rest of the length to tie his hands to a large, exposed root near his head.

Then I look at him and say, “There. you don’t need to worry about hurting me. ”

He watches me and I can swear that his eyes are glowing brighter now, and I hear his tail swat the boulder.

I stand up with one foot on either side of his stomach, then I pull my pants and underwear off. I lower myself back down to straddle his stomach. Then I lean down and kiss him.

When I move to kiss his neck again, he says in a whisper that sounds like a growl, “Lydia, I need to taste you.” I bite my lip and smile. He wants me to sit on his face.

I slide up his body and work my knees into place on each side of his face between his arms and head.

Before I can even lower myself onto him, I feel that long tongue lightly brush against my pussy.

I gasp, and I hear a low growl in his throat.

There’s another light brush of his tongue against my pussy, and I start to lower toward his face.

I’m craving more of that tongue. The next touch is firm as he slides his tongue through the folds of my pussy and circles my clit with that deliciously forked tip.

It feels so good that it makes my body weak, and I lean forward and grasp his antlers so I can hold myself up.

He continues to lick me, each brush of his tongue making me moan.

When he thrusts his tongue inside me, I cry out.

He expertly rubs my g-spot as he thrusts that amazing tongue into me.

With each thrust, his tongue goes deeper inside me until I’m completely filled by it.

I can feel the press of his fangs against me, and I look down to see that his jaw is open wide again. I’m rocking my hips against his face when I feel the tip of his tongue come back out of me and press against my clit. I cry out. “Oh fuck, Wold!”

He teases my clit with it, and in the next moment, I’m screaming as I come. I feel that long tongue slide out of me, and then I start to shift my way down his body toward the glow of his cock.

I kiss him before I slide my hips down to meet his.

I feel his tail coil up my leg, holding onto me.

His cock is huge and leaking glowing cum.

I reach down and circle my hand around as much of his girth as I can, then I gently stroke him.

Wold groans and bucks his hips up while also pulling against his bindings.

His eyes are brighter than I’ve ever seen them.

I stroke him again and watch him gasp and buck more. He groans. “Lydia…”

While stroking him one more time, I say, “Tell me you want to fuck me.”

He moans. “Lydia, I need to fuck you.”

I slick his cock through my pussy and hold it against my entrance, then I slowly press down on him.

His groan turns into a growl as he slides into me.

I feel every ridge on his amazing cock as he stretches me as far as I can handle.

I moan his name as I rise back up. Then I cry out as I sink back down on him.

He fills me so full. I continue to slowly ride his cock.

I moan as Wold groans and growls beneath me.

“Fuck, Wold, I love how much you fill me up.”

Then I feel his tendril uncoil from around the base of his cock, and I gasp when I feel it press against my ass.

It’s just a slight nudge at first. But then it presses a little more firmly, and I feel it slip in just a little.

It makes everything more intense, and I close my eyes tightly and hear myself whimper.

Wold whispers, “Lydia…” When I open my eyes, he’s searching my face, looking for something. Permission, maybe?

I nod. “It’s good…don’t stop…just go slow.”

The pressure increases and I try to keep my muscles relaxed. He slowly sinks it into me little by little, pausing to let me adjust to the sensation. I moan as the final bit sinks into me, and my pussy convulses around his cock.

Wold lets out a low groan.

I slowly begin to raise and lower myself on his cock and tendril. I gasp and moan as I adjust to both of them moving inside me. I start to speed up my movements and gods, I didn’t know it could feel this good. I grind myself against him needing to feel everything. Needing more .

Wold groans. His eyes are glowing so brightly as he watches me ride him. “Use me Lydia.”

I slip my hand down and rub my clit while I rock my hips on him. Wold groans as he thrusts into me and watches me. Gods it feels so good, but I still want more. I want him wild. I want him barely able to control himself. I want him to fuck me like a beast.

I gasp, “Wold, I need more. Fuck me. Claim me.”

Wold lets out a feral growl, then uses his claws to rip the vines around his wrists.

With his hands free, he immediately grabs me by the hips and raises me up until his cock and tendril almost slip out of me, then he buries himself back inside me.

I can feel the pinpricks of his claws as he grasps my hips. I cry out, it feels so good.

He flips us over so I am on my back as he looms over me and pounds into me.

He leans down and growls as he licks my neck.

I’m gasping and can barely breathe from the pleasure.

I’m at the very edge of an orgasm when he growls, “Come for me, my little sprite.” That’s all I need to push me over the edge.

I scream. Wold slams his cock into me and roars as he comes.

I can still feel my pussy convulsing around him as he fills me with his cum.

We are both panting and gasping by the end of it.

Wold leans his forehead against mine. Then he asks, “Did I hurt you? ”

I smile and shake my head no, then I reach up and kiss him. “I loved it, Wold.”

He lets out a sigh of relief.

I look at his wrists that still have scraps of vine wrapped around them. “You got out of the vines.”

He smiles at that, then gently pulls his cock and tendril out of me and shifts to lay beside me. I curl up against his chest and yawn. I look down at his cock, and I notice that now it seems to be retreating inside of him.

“Wold, can I ask about your cock?”

He gives me a confused look.

“I noticed that you can’t see it when you are just walking around. Does it go back inside you?”

He tentatively says, “Yes. Is that not what human cocks do?”

“Nope. They stay outside. Do you mind if look at it?”

He shakes his head.

I slide down beside his hips. As his cock gets softer, it retreats inside a slit that looks kind of like a pocket. I run a finger along the slit and Wold sucks in a breath. I look at him. “Is it sensitive?”

“Not as sensitive as my cock, but still sensitive.”

“Can I touch it again?”

Wold’s eyes seem to glow a little more brightly, and he nods.

This time I press two fingers more firmly along the slit.

The seam slips and barely opens just enough for my fingertips to dip in the tiniest bit.

Wold gasps and I feel his body shudder. When I pull my fingers away, I notice my fingertips are a little slippery and have a slight shine.

Wold must notice me looking at them because he says, “It’s to keep the skin from pulling and to help with mating.”

“Oh, so you make your own lube.”

He studies me for a moment, then buries his clawed fingers in my hair. He gently tugs and says, “Come.”

I slide back up beside him, and he tucks me into his side.

“Lydia, you should sleep. It is nearly morning.”

I snuggle into his side, and he curls around me. I fall asleep almost immediately.