Page 12 of Take Two (Valleywood: Season Three)

Chapter 12

Declan

The mattress creaked, and I sank into the middle as Phobos placed me on the bed. Not the most romantic setting.

He quirked a brow, and I pulled him close, whispering in his ear to forget about it. I nibbled his earlobe to distract him, hoping he wouldn’t ask why I hadn’t bought a new mattress with some of the money he gave me. If us having sexy times became a regular activity, I’d buy the most comfortable one on the market.

Phobos stood back, studying me, and his gaze swiveled to the closet, dresser, and the window.

“You’re really tidy.”

“Really? Your purpose in bringing me to the bedroom wasn’t to have sex but to compare my housekeeping skills to yours?” I glowered at him, and he replied with a smirk.

“Who said anything about sex? I heard there was an excellent soap opera on now.”

I tossed a cushion at his head, and he ducked and chuckled, a joyful sound that had me joining in. But I was eager to get to the naked stage, so I yanked off my sweater and shirt before reaching for my belt.

“Stop!” His voice boomed around the small bedroom. It did sound very godlike, and I froze, expecting thunder and lightning to follow.

My fingers were paralyzed as they curled around the belt buckle, and Phobos put one knee on the bed. It protested, and he muttered he was buying me a new bed and mattress.

“Get to the good stuff.” I didn’t give a shit about the bed. I wanted this god of a man, a literal freaking god, to put his cock in me. I stared at his crotch, wondering how big it was. I’d never fucked a god before.

But the man leaning over me stripped my belt away and undid the button. He pursed his lips, trying to hide another smirk. “What’s under here, I wonder?”

I stifled the urge to yell, “Hurry the fuck up before I come in my pants!” But my date appeared to be in no mood to hurry. Was he going to torture me? He was a god of fear, so perhaps he was going to shout, “Boo!” just as I was about to come.

Phobos tucked his fingers in my belt loops, and I lifted my hips as he slid them down to my knees. He eyed the bulge in my briefs, and I was thankful I’d worn a new pair and not ones that were threadbare.

“You need some color in your life, my little wolf.”

During foreplay and sex, my beast tucked himself around my heart and went into a deep sleep, otherwise he would have protested about the word little.

“Oh yeah?” I did a little shoulder shimmy. “And are you going to show me how?” I nibbled my lower lip as my breathing sped up.

“Perhaps.” Bending over, his face was so close to the ridge in my underwear. I raised my hips, thinking he was going to rip them off and devour my length. But he rubbed his chin over my cock, sending ripples of desire cascading over me. Tiny goosebumps spiked over my skin, and I shivered while slick streamed from my hole. I hoped Phobos scented how turned on I was.

“Mmmm.” Phobos continued gliding his chin, followed by his cheeks, over my swollen dick. And just as I was about to pull out my cock and brush the tip over his lips, he snapped the fabric between his teeth and peeled it back. Slowly, so damn slowly. For a god, he sure took his time.

When my cock appeared, it glowed pink from all the attention, and my date stuck out his tongue. As it connected with my shaft, I moaned, the warmth spreading from my length to my groin and from there to my torso and limbs. My eyes slid shut as pleasure washed over me, reminding me of swaying in a hammock on a lazy Sunday afternoon.

But my eyes snapped open as Phobos pulled the fabric lower and licked from the base of the shaft to the tip.

“Yes. More like that, please.”

He stuck his tongue in the slit and smacked his lips. But I was greedy, wanting a taste of my pre-cum too, and I pulled his mouth to mine, savoring his unique taste with that of my own.

“Mmmm. More of that, please,” he said, echoing my words. His eyes danced as he shimmied lower, swirling his tongue around my nipple. I tensed as my body tingled, and he flicked before biting the nipple gently.

As a shifter, one of the strongest emotions was that place that teetered precariously between pleasure and pain. My body trembled, and I yanked Phobos’s hair, wanting him to experience it too.

He grunted as he tugged at my pants, and I lifted my butt so he could wriggle them off, along with my briefs.

His eyes narrowed to half mast when he gazed at my naked body, and maybe it was lust infiltrating my brain, but his eyes kinda glowed again.

Needing to watch Phobos undress, I got up on both elbows, desire threading through my veins as if I’d had a strong cocktail. His body transitioned from clothed to bare chested in seconds, and his pants disappeared soon after.

His briefs were something else. Now I understood his comment about needing more color. I shoved a hand over my mouth to muffle a laugh in case he got the wrong impression. The fabric that stretched over his huge bulge was emblazoned with dragons and unicorns. I was jealous, wanting a pair just like them.

But it was what lay under the stretchy material that now held my attention. As I suspected his cock was huge, godlike even, and I was anxious to see it and have it plunge into my hole. My mouth watered, and my hole was slippery with copious amounts of slick.

“What are you waiting for?” Lust made my lids heavy, and my head swayed, waiting for him to reveal all.

Uncertainty flashed across his face. “I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

“What?” I rolled on my side, angling my ass toward him. “Can you see how aroused I am? Nothing about your body would ever disappoint me.”

In one jerky movement he rid himself of his briefs, and I gazed in wonder, my mouth a huge O, at his magnificent cock. “Wow!” was all I could manage.

He crawled onto the bed, wincing at each squeak, and shuffled between my outstretched legs. I wanted to be facing him when he pushed inside me, so I flung my arms around his neck and drew him closer.

His dick brushed against my thigh, and we both gasped. Gods, I almost came.

“I need you inside me right now. Please,” I begged.

With one hand on the bed beside me and the other holding his cock, he guided the tip to my hole and paused. Pushing in the head, I panted because he was huge and I wasn’t, and it was something else to have a dick that big in my channel. And that was only the head.

His gaze was fixed on me as I did the hee-hee-hoo breathing, and gradually, I adjusted to his girth. Maybe slow was better after all.

“Okay?”

“Yeah. Fine.” I stroked his cheek, enjoying the smooth texture of his skin. “But I want more of you.”

“You can have all of me.”

“Just one inch at a time, please.”

He pursed his hips. “Might take a while. There are a lot of inches.”

I smacked his arm and giggled, and it was Phobos’s turn to breathe deeply. “I felt that. So good.”

With both hands on the mattress, he penetrated me. It was a snug fit as he stretched my channel, and I felt every bit of him as he slipped into me.

“You are so tight.”

“But I’m perfect for you.”

A ghost of a smile appeared on his lips. He pulled out and slid inside me again as desire surged through my veins.

“Now I want to go faster. Just a tad.” I wasn’t ready for his thick cock to slam into me, but I needed more fucking.

He withdrew and glided inside me, repeating the fucking three more times. So good, I was floating on a little pink cloud, but then he slammed into me. I groaned! It was good, so good, and I wanted more.

Squeezing around him, I enjoyed his startled expression followed by one I recognized: lust. His eyes sent a signal that he wanted to possess me. Now he sped up, and my hips bucked as I matched his rhythm.

We moved as one, and the tiny mewls escaped my lips as I clung to Phobos, and sweat dripped from his chin onto my chest. His length plowed into me, and I angled my hips so he could go deeper.

“Oh, yes. Just like that,” he panted. “I’ve never—”

I put a finger to his lips. The past was another country, and we were the now.

Lifting my legs, I wrapped them around his hips, holding him tight, never wanting to let him go. As he thrust inside, sweat sprayed off our bodies, catching the light as though fireworks were exploding. Something similar was happening inside me as I grunted and moaned, holding tight onto Phobos.

His lips found the delicate skin at the base of my throat, and he suckled and nibbled while I raked my nails over his back. We rocked back and forth, no longer talking, just whimpering and breathing heavily.

I couldn’t contain the raging desire inside me. A knot of excitement stirred in my belly, and the squeaking mattress formed a backdrop to our lovemaking. A horn blared outside just as I was powerless to contain the orgasm speeding toward me.

My body trembled while I held Phobos tight and relished that moment just before my climax. Cum exploded between us from my cock when Phobos’s teeth grazed my flesh as he stilled. His cum spurted inside me as his knot swelled, filled, and claimed me.

We panted as one, and he rested his head on my chest.

“That was something else,” he said, his voice ragged with emotion.

A good something I hoped as my eyes slid shut.