Page 12 of Rogue If You Want To (Fur-Ever Mountain Pack #2)

OTTO

Was I sure? There wasn’t much in my life right now that I was sure of, to be honest. I wasn’t sure I belonged here with this fledgling pack. I wasn’t sure that my choices were keeping my mate safe. I wasn’t sure what tomorrow would bring.

But there was one thing I was absolutely sure of and that was that fate sent Torin to me.

He was mine and I was his. There was a whole lot between us and the happy and safe dream life I wanted for us, but that didn't change the fact that there were no other people in this world that could make me whole the way he did. None.

Up until he asked that one little question, I’d been thinking fueled hormones, pheromones, need, lust, and desire. But now? With those three words, are you sure , I started to second-guess everything.

Cognitively I saw that doing this wasn’t fair to either of us. It would only put him in harm’s way and make a bond that might be severed in the very worst of ways. But that didn’t stop me from wanting to do this anyway. It wasn’t even a want. It was a need.

His hands came up and held my cheeks. His eyes met mine. “That wasn’t a trick question, Otto. Yes or no, and both are acceptable. But if you hesitate at all, then this isn’t for now.”

I sucked in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. He was being so patient with me. Not that I had expected anything less from him. He was Torin, my mate. Of course he put me ahead of himself, the way I tried to do the same for him.

“That isn’t it at all.” I was messing this up… big time. “I’m just trying to figure out if I should’ve ever stayed here… if I should’ve challenged my brother before any of this started … if I should’ve— There are just so many ifs.” I put my hands on his, holding him flush with my cheeks.

“But, Torin, I am sure about you. I don’t know how best to handle it, how to keep you safe, not only physically but also to keep your heart safe. What if things don’t go well because of me being marked rogue? What if knowing me makes your life harder?”

He pressed his forehead against mine. “Oh, sweet, sweet Otto. Right now, we shouldn’t be worried about the world around us. There’s absolutely nothing we can do about any of it right this second.”

“I know. I know.” That didn’t make it easy to do.

I backed out of his touch, grabbed his hand midair, and brought him over to the bed where we both sat down.

“How about this? Can we take right now and have it in a bubble where nothing else matters, nothing else changes? It’s just you and me.” I offered the first solution that popped into my head, and once it was out, I was glad I did, because it felt right.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’d like that.” He rubbed his cheek against mine. “I really didn’t mean to make everything all serious when I asked you?—”

“You mean when you asked for consent?” I refused to let him feel bad for doing what was right.

“That’s kind of a big deal. I’m glad you did.

It means you see me as an equal, even though I’m an omega.

It means I’ve made you feel like we’re partners in this.

And that… I can’t tell you how happy that makes me. ”

Even though there were a thousand reasons why I shouldn’t, I pulled him in for a kiss, holding him there as I worshiped his mouth, loving the little sounds that poured from him and wanting this second to never end.

Then, when we pulled back, both of us needing air to finish this conversation, I said words that cut so deep I never wanted to say them again. “We can’t mark each other.”

He gave a single nod. “I promise you, I won’t. Not now. Not until you want me to. But for now, omega, I need to take you. It’s just you, me, and our bubble, remember? Like the ones you blew outside, only magical. We’ll be floating in the clouds, where nothing can touch us.”

This time, when we kissed, we didn’t stop.

We explored each other’s lips and mouths as we fumbled with each other’s clothes, pulling apart only the mere seconds it took to shed the cloth that separated us.

We weren’t going hard and fast. We were taking our time and savoring every second. It was so freaking hot.

My heart beat so fast, and there was no hiding it. Not that I wanted to hide anything from my mate. We only had one first time together, and since we weren’t going to be able to mate, I wanted to make this special.

I kissed across his jawline, down his neck, further and further down his body, stopping to nibble at his nipples. The way his hand came up behind me, grasping at the back of my head… he liked it. He liked it a lot. I did too.

The scent in the room was all desire and slick, and I needed a taste of him. Further and further down I licked, nibbled, and sucked until I reached his hard cock.

I licked him from root to tip like a lollipop, watching his face as I did and loving the way his eyes flickered between man and beast. When he started to squirm, I circled the tip and then pulled it into my mouth.

As difficult as it was, I was careful to make it good, but not too good.

Careful not to go too hard and have him shoot his cum into my mouth.

The first time he came, I wanted him to be inside me.

Next time, I’d blow him until he exploded.

Up and down I went on his length, but as his balls started to tighten, I knew it was time to move on. He did too, pulling me up and off of him. He grabbed a pillow and placed it under my hips, then pushed my thighs back so he could see my glistening entrance in all its glory.

“I need a snack.” He looked up at me as he spoke.

I let out a moan as he circled my entrance with his tongue until I was squirming and then breached me with his tongue, showing me what his mouth could do to me, and damn, it was good.

I squirmed and bucked my hips, enjoying this so much, trying to meet his movements. He could feast on me for days, and he would, but not now. Now I needed more. I begged, pleaded, cried out for him to fill me.

“I don’t think I will ever be able to deny you, omega mine.”

He positioned himself at my entrance, sliding inside slowly. I put my legs up onto his shoulders.

He whispered my name like a prayer. Hearing him call me like that had the slow, steady pace out the window. I bucked my hips seeking more, harder and faster.

He took the less-than-subtle hint, thrusting in and out, over and over again, harder and faster, as he kept telling me I was his home.

I etched every facial expression, every noise that came from him, every plea, into my memory, wanting to hold on to this moment forever. This was my alpha, and no matter what tomorrow brought, that would never change

As we got closer to our climaxes, my otter started pushing. I knew that if I came now, I was going to lose control of my beast. I refused to let that happen to my mate. Not until we figured everything out.

He wrapped his hand around my length, jerking me once, twice, three times. I couldn’t hold back, my orgasm slamming into me as I shouted out his name, my vision that of my otter. I placed my hands on his chest, preventing my otter from plunging forward without extra effort.

He was holding back, too, but barely. He not only looked at me with his beast’s eyes, but he scented of fur.

He slammed into me one more time and came with a shout, filling me with his knot and locking us both together.

My otter nearly forced a partial shift, clamouring to mark him as ours. We both froze, locked in our own battles with our beasts until I was looking at my mate’s eyes through my own. Only then did I allow him to collapse on top of me.

“Home,” he whispered, kissing my neck where he would one day mark me, then rolling us to the side.

“Home,” he whispered again and pulled the blanket over us. “Thank you for holding me back. It was touch and go there for a second. My wolf kind of knows his mind.”

“To be fair, it was kind of touch and go for me too. If only life was as easy as they thought it to be.” But it wasn’t.

It wasn’t time to talk about any of that now. We were still in our bubble. This was about the two of us enjoying spending time together without all the garbage that came with real life.

So instead, I held him close and told him to rest up. He was going to need his energy soon.