Page 8 of Omega Haunting (Starscale Mates #8)

Marsin

He was so fucking beautiful on his knees, hands tied up, and his mouth mere inches away from my throbbing cock. I ran my fingers through his damp hair as the water rained down over us. The shower was equipped with several heads tossing out their water in all directions, including one directly on the ceiling. Seemed Astral loved being wet.

“Stop light?” I asked before my good intentions got away from me.

“Green. Fucking bright ass emerald-green,” he said, leaning forward and placing a hard kiss on the head of my dick. My fingers trembled as I entwined them in his thick hair. His lips were soft and warm, threatening to make me lose control. I wanted to slide my dick between those soft, giving lips and over his sassy tongue and find my pleasure deep inside his mouth. I almost nudged his head forward but hated when guys did that. Instead, I tilted his face up until our gazes met.

“You said you wanted a turn,” I said, holding my cock in my free hand. “It’s your turn now.”

Astral opened his mouth and offered up his tongue. I tapped the head of my cock against it – warm, wet, and inviting. A drop of precum dribbled onto his tongue as he closed his mouth around it. I tightened my grip on his hair to keep myself from losing too much control. I glanced down at his bound hands. He hadn’t complained about them and said he was green. I might free them later but for now they were fine as they were.

I let my eyes drift closed and gave in to his warm, soft mouth sliding down my shaft. Had anything ever felt this good before? Had anything else ever made me want to stop time? My hips ached to rock, to fuck his face and take full advantage of his glorious tongue pressing against my dick. I held back. I had to hold back. He was a wolf. He was an omega. He was mine to protect and keep safe. It wouldn’t do for me to be the one to break him. So, I kept my hold on his hair but followed his movements, letting him set the pace until he pulled away.

“You can give me more,” he said, his voice almost a frustrated whimper. “I’m not made of glass.”

“Alright,” I nodded and moved to cup his face. “You sure?”

“I trust you,” he said, and those words burnt into my soul.

The magic of the true-mate response pushed me forward into his mouth, urged on by those three beautiful words. I wanted Astral to know he was always safe with me no matter what we were doing. He met my gaze as I fed my shaft into his gloriously soft mouth. His tongue pressed up against me, not even passive while I was in control.

“Tap me if it gets to be too much. Can you do that as you are?” I asked him before things moved too far along.

He nodded and touched his hands to my knees.

“Good boy,” I said, testing out the words and what reaction they evoked from him.

He slid his mouth further down my shaft taking in as much of my dick as he could. This time I didn’t close my eyes and let the pleasure take hold. I kept them open and on him, watching as my dick slid into his mouth over and over again spreading his warmth all over me. Astral’s eyes drifted closed as he met my forward thrusts. I lost myself inside his mouth – his smooth tongue pressed up against me giving more and more each time I slid over it until I couldn’t hold back anymore. I thrust into his mouth again – hard this time and his eyes opened. I paused, waiting for his hands to find me.

“GREEN!” He thought-shouted over the flight link.

That’s all I needed. I thrust into his mouth again, tapping the back of his throat. His eyes watered but he kept thinking green over and over as I took advantage of how willing he was to take my dick.

“Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Cum in my mouth!” he shouted over the flight link not caring who else might hear him.

And I didn’t stop until I granted his loud wish. I thrust into his mouth again and again, reveling in the way his lips gripped me with each pass until I couldn’t take it a moment longer. Until my balls drew up close to my body – heavy from how delicious his mouth was all wrapped around me. I let go of my control and roared as my warm, sticky streams unleashed themselves onto his tongue. Astral drank down my pleasure and his arms wrapped around me. He’d wiggled his hands free of the tie while he sucked me off. I laughed – the sound coming out more of a moan than a laugh. I pulled him up gently onto his feet and kissed him hard. He was so fucking perfect. He was so fucking delicious. We might never leave the shower again except for food. I could barricade us both inside the bathroom and live happily ever after. Besides, his shower was bigger than some closets I’d seen.

Chapter Nine

Astral

I was the first out of the shower because I was the only one who knew where I kept the towels. The cabinet door was almost invisible since it matched the robin’s egg blue of the bathroom walls. I grabbed a towel and dried off as quickly as I could before grabbing two more and beckoning Marsin to me. He still smelled like a dragon about to rut all over me and I was here for it. Even the taste of his jizz lingering on my tongue made me slick again.

He stepped out of the shower leaving big wet footprints on my bathmat. He reached for a towel, but I didn’t give it to him. Two could play at the ‘make your mate helpless’ game. It was still my turn as far as I was concerned. So, instead of giving him the towel I dried off his arm. Marsin let out a big laugh that wrapped around me. Why was everything this man did so fucking sexy? I was hard again and the slickness was already sliding onto my thighs. Still, I took my time drying him off. By the time I finished his arms, back, and torso he was hard again too. His dick stood thick and erect and because I still felt devious from all the teasing he put me through, I dropped onto my knees again, wrapping the towel around his cock and making a production of drying it thoroughly off.

I smirked when he had to put a hand on the sink to brace himself as I stroked him through the towel before moving onto the rest of him. His nostrils flared and a ring of smoke escaped his nose. He waved his hand, chasing the smoke up high toward the vent in the ceiling.

“Is someone getting a little hot under the scales?” I teased him.

A second later, I was back on my feet because Marsin lifted me by the hips. He kissed me hard, his tongue lashing around my mouth as I clung to the towel I had been drying him off with seconds before. I moaned against his lips right before he pulled away and scooped me up. I opened my mouth to make a smartass remark about how I could walk on my own paws but then I was back on the bed with him over me.

“Are you breaking the time barrier or am I a space case?” I asked instead.

“Bit of both. Long legs and short walks. All of that,” he said, nudging my knees apart to make room for himself.

“Yellow!” I said as his dick brushed against my ass cheeks.

Marsin froze above me and his scent turned from aroused to embarrassed and concerned.

“Woah. It’s okay,” I said, my hands finding his shoulders. “We never finished the condom talk earlier. I know I want kids. Kids now would even be okay. I just wanted to make sure we were both on the same page with that. It’s easier to put on a condom now than it is to unmake a baby.”

Marsin moved to stretch on his side next to me. His fingers trailed up and down my belly and chest pensively.

“I wouldn’t mind starting a family. I don’t know that we’re ready for the bigger questions, though. Where do we live? How long do we live there? How do we ensure our children know both sides of their family?”

“Do we have to pick only one place to live? Maybe once these hypothetical kids are in school it would matter more so but I can’t commit to living full time somewhere I’ve never seen and I can’t ask you to give up everything either not for someone you’ve not even known a handful of hours. Maybe we live in both places?” My fingers trembled as I offered up the suggestion.

“Don’t be nervous. I asked what you wanted. I’m not here to be the big, bad dragon and whisk you off to some place where you never see anyone you know again. Half my in-laws live on this planet. As long as my tech runs, I can make do. Hell, I could probably do my job from here.”

“Have you told them you’re here?” I asked him.

“They know via the flight link. They’ll find a way around what I do and if they really need me while we’re on our matingmoon, they’ll let me know. I want to be with you and I don’t think that’s just the true-mate magic talking. Even if it was, it wouldn’t matter to me because the fact we’re true-mates means we made that choice a long time ago,” he stroked the furry star-shaped scale on my chest as he spoke. “So, yes to kids. Yes to trying out living in both places. I think it’ll be important for the kids to know the flight and the pack. Maybe in the end, they’ll feel more at home in one or the other, but I think it’s important that we give them all the chances we can to know that both love them and consider them one of them.”

I blinked away tears. He was going to be such a good fucking daddy. I wanted to tell him to shut up and cum inside me. Marsin laughed, rolling onto his back. Damn it! That fucking flight link was going to be the death of me. My wolf whimpered because he meant what I thought. I did too but he wasn’t the one blushing brighter than the sun.

“Is that your way of telling me you’re done with foreplay?” he smirked.

“No,” I shook my head. “Foreplay is nice. I… I guess I got carried away or at least my wolf did. So, no condoms?”

“Okay,” he nodded. “No condoms.”

We rolled onto our sides to kiss again. Marsin’s hand found my hip and I lifted my leg over his to be as close to him as shifterly possible. His tongue whipped around my mouth as I ground against him. The tip of his thick cock rubbed against mine and I wiggled around until I found the perfect spot for it to happen again. Marsin reached between our bodies and wrapped his hand around both of our hard dicks. A whimper escaped my mouth into the kiss, sounding wolfier than ever.

“All this doesn’t have to stop if we exchange our claiming vows, right?” I asked, fighting off the urge to tap at his chest with my fingers the way my wolf might with his paws to get someone’s attention.

“That’s the whole point, isn’t it? The claiming vows mean this never has to stop? That we never have to stop. The claiming vows are one part of the matingmoon not the end of it,” Marsin said, pulling back from the kiss but keeping his fist tight around our cocks.

“Okay. Sorry. My thoughts are chasing after each other. It’s like I want everything all at once – this and our claiming vows. I want you inside me and…” my words trailed over as he traced around my lips with his thumb.

“Breathe, mate,” he whispered to me, leaning his forehead against mine. “We have time. All the worlds lay out before us. All the days and nights and everything in between. The magic messes with everyone. It’s an insistent itch that wants scratched but we’re still in control. We’re still the guys calling the shots.”

“Is it easier for you because you can hear some of what goes on inside my head over the flight link?” I asked him.

“I don’t know. I don’t totally feel what you feel so there is nothing to compare it to. In some ways, it’s like only being allowed one lick of cake icing and no cake. It just brushes the surface of your thoughts.”

My gaze drifted down to Marsin’s kissable lips and I couldn’t resist. I kissed him softly at first, snaking my tongue into his mouth where it swirled around mine. His hand drifted up and down my side and hip, caressing, teasing, and leaving behind a warm trail of desire.

Reaching between our bodies, I took Marsin’s long, thick cock in my hand and held onto him for a moment. His pulse thrummed against my flesh until I could count his heartbeats. I stroked him slowly, reveling in his silky, smooth shaft and the heat radiating between our skin. He moaned into the kiss, shifting forward, thrusting and breaking free of my fist so that I had to grab onto him again. He chuckled and grabbed a handful of my ass, kneading into my flesh until I squeezed him again. His fingers slid between my cheeks, slipping and sliding on the slickness pooling there outside of my omegahole. I sighed into the kiss and sucked his bottom lip into my mouth as his fingertips brushed against the most sensitive part of my body.

His lip slid out of my mouth as two fingertips slid into my omegahole. I leaned forward, deepening the kiss as my head wrapped itself around the new sensation. I rocked my hips, helping his digits slide deeper into my body. My nerve endings stood up, reveling in his touch. I squeezed his dick until he moaned again and then slid my hand up and down his shaft, timing my strokes with how his nimble fingers moved inside me.

I shifted my weight up, sliding from his soft fingers and replacing them with the hard, mushroom-shaped head of his dick. I rubbed it all over my hole, covering him in my slickness and teasing both of us. He growled and his hand tightened on my hip.

“Stoplight?” I asked him and he chuckled.

“Don’t laugh. I’m being serious.”

“Green. So fucking green,” he growled at me.

“Good that it’s a fucking green, huh?” I teased him as I lined up our bodies.

He cupped my ass hard as he thrust forward, and I ground down against the head of his dick until he slipped inside me. I bit my lip, but Marsin kissed me before I could bite down too hard. I rolled my hips, giving my brain and body a chance to adjust to the sudden changes. He was big – girthier than any of my previous partners. I didn’t even need to glance down to know he wasn’t all the way in yet.

“All the way in isn’t a requirement for sex or lovemaking,” Marsin chuckled, and kissed my forehead. “It’s more of a take as much as you like situation.”

“Aren’t you polite?” I teased him but laughing made him feel that much bigger inside me.

He held the leg I’d tossed over him firm to his hip and rolled onto his back, taking me with him while still keeping his dick inside me. He held up my weight until I found my balance, straddling him. The new position gave me a lot more control over just how much of him slid inside me. His hands slid to my hips, and he met my gaze. I blushed when I realized he was waiting for me to do something.

“Too much?” he asked.

“Ummm… No,” I shook my head. “A bit overwhelmed.”

“Do you need a minute?” he asked, rubbing circles on my hips with his thumbs.

“I’m okay,” I laughed – another bout of remembering how big the cock currently inside me was.

“I don’t mind doing the work but figured you might like to ride the first time to figure out how much of it you want,” Marsin smirked at me. “I know I sound cocky right now. I know. I know. My dragon is--- I mean it sincerely though.”

“Is it hard to think while I’m on your dick?” I asked, leaning forward and resting my hands on his chest. My pinky brushed against the edge of his baby blue star-shaped scale.

“Yeah. Around you in general,” he said.

“Good. I don’t want to be the only one losing brain cells every time we’re together,” I laughed and rolled my hips, catching him off guard. A deep, throaty moan escaped him, and he squeezed my hips. I might not have been able to take all of him yet, but I didn’t need to in order to drive him as crazy as he made me feel, it seemed.

It didn’t take Marsin and I long to find our rhythm. I worked myself over him again and again, savoring how he moved inside my body, brushing against all my nerve endings and slipping and sliding on how slick I was. My fingertips dug into his chest the faster I went. His heels dug into the bed, sending his cock upwards and a little bit further into me with every few thrusts. He followed my lead, slowing down when I did and pushing onward when my movements grew frantic.

Sweat dripped into my eyes and Marsin wiped it away. I paused to breathe and get my bearings, but Marsin pulled me down against him for a kiss. I squeaked into his mouth at the sudden change of position. He pulled away and shifted his weight until his mouth found my claiming gland.

“Yes!” Riding on his dick had almost made me forget about the claiming vows. We weren’t on a time limit, but I didn’t want to be the only one whose thoughts spilled over into someone else’s head. He licked around its edges and the clear magical fluid under the taut skin sloshed around.

“I promise to always keep you safe and always do my best to keep you happy,” Marsin whispered against my skin.

My wolf whimpered inside his inner sanctum. This moment was just as big, if not bigger for him. The clear magical fluid inside our claiming glands held just enough of our current life memories so that being obsessed with each other wouldn’t make us feel totally bonkers. The exchange of bites also meant our inner beasts were able to mingle their inner sanctums together any time they wanted. It was one part sex and two parts magic. Two bites unlocked so much of the past and paved a way for the future in our current lives.

Marsin kissed my claiming gland one more time for good measure and then he bit me. A searing pain encircled my shoulder as the clear magical fluid erupted from my claiming gland into his mouth.

“Fuck!” I hissed as the pain faded.

His tongue drew tiny circles over my flesh, lapping up every last drop of the fluid from the claiming vows. For a second I wondered what they showed him but my past wasn’t that complicated. There weren’t any skeletons buried in my backyard. Maybe in my parents’ but not in mine. A few secret magical recipes maybe.

“Did I bite you too hard?” Marsin asked as soon as the clear magical fluid ran dry.

“I wasn’t expecting it to hurt so much,” I laughed. “It’s better now but for a second it was as if you were really trying to eat me.”

“My dragon got a bit carried away but I couldn’t stop and apologize because everything was already coming out of it and---” I kissed Marsin to stop his rambling. I was fine. A little bit of love pain never killed anyone. So what if my claiming bite that sat on my shoulder forever was a bit bigger or more pronounced than everyone else’s? I was mated to a dragon, after all.

I rolled my hips reveling in contrasting pain and pleasure. My shoulder ached in the best way and his dick brushing against all my happy spots. The look in his eyes told me he was close, but I wasn’t ready for him to go yet. So, I leaned in close again, resting my weight against him and licked one of his nipples, redirecting his attention away from his dick throbbing inside of me.

I licked up his chest to his collarbone and then over to his claiming gland on his shoulder. I licked it, too. I kissed around its edges and over the taut skin. It jiggled under my tongue. My wolf wagged his tail as he lent me his canine tooth. He was impatient but not as much as the dragon who lived inside my mate. I bit down softly at first, and then harder to break through the taut skin. Marsin hissed and squeezed my ass as if trying to pass the sensation onto me. I kept my mouth open over his punctured claiming gland. His memories flooded into my mind’s eye on a purple haze. Everything was a shade of purple as if someone let a small child play with the saturation on a television set. So much of his life seemed to be traveling from one place to another – walking or flying and a lot of working on computers – designing program after program and improving older ones that his flight used. And magic too. He and his brother seemed to almost invent their own form of it every time they needed something done. Marsin ran a lot of simulations on his computer, estimating and predicting how the results of their magic might turn out, but it was magic, nonetheless.

“Magic and science are lovers,” Marsin said again, this time through gritted teeth as I lapped at his shoulder while my hips still rolled over his dick.

“We are,” I teased.

“Okay, magic,” he said and squeezed my ass as the last of the clear magical fluid from his claiming gland slid down my throat.

I pushed myself upright, mentally feeling out the new link that was opened between Marsin and me. He let out a long, slow breath as if he too were now enraptured in the magic flowing between us. His pleasure wrapped around me, doubling my own, and making my movements and his almost frantic. He held tight to my ass, helping me ride him, as his heels dug into the bed so that he thrust up to meet me. Everything inside both of us drew up tight. I was close. So fucking close. We were close.

We.

I never liked that word so much until it meant Marsin and me. Now ‘we’ was my second favorite new word. The first was his name of course.

“I’m close,” the words tumbled off my lips despite it being obvious over our newly open true-mate link.

Letting go of my ass with one hand, Marsin wrapped his big fist around my dick and stroked me in time with our hips moving. I saw stars and the room spun as orgasm shook me from the roots of my hair down to my toes. Everything inside me exploded – warm, slick, and devouring my thoughts one by one until nothing or no one except Marsin and I existed. He thrust up into me again and again as I writhed on top of him. His dick shook inside me and he thrust again – once, twice, three more times before the proof of his pleasure exploded in a shower of warm sticky streams inside me. I bit my lip and leaned down against him again. He kissed me hard as our hips rocked until not another drop of pleasure was left inside either of us.