quietly before adding another finger, but keeping up the same slow pace.
“Please, Felix, I need more, this teasing is killing me.” Claybourne thrashed but was careful not to
squeeze his thighs together.
“Soon,” Felix said and continued his measured assault. By the time his mate was easily taking three
fingers and bucking his upper body, Felix was sure that he was ready.
He removed his fingers and Claybourne let out a growl. Felix grinned to himself.
Pushy bottom . Felix shook his head, grabbing the base of his leaking prick and easing the swollen head
into his mate’s tight hole. He pushed so that he was just inside the first ring of muscles and withdrew before
doing it again. He repeated this a few more times, watching his mate carefully to make sure he was enjoying
the slow torture. When Claybourne looked up at him with desperation in his eyes, he pulled back and
slammed forward. Claybourne went wild under him. He kept up the ruthless pace, never changing speeds,
just enjoying every second that he was buried in his mate to the hilt.
Felix felt himself getting close so he reached down and began stroking his mate in time to his thrusts. It
didn’t take long before Claybourne roared and came, lifting them both off the bed when he lifted his hips.
The sight and smell of his mate’s seed had him coming, and he buried himself as deeply as he could, filling
his mate so that the smell of their pleasure filled the room.
“After our claiming, I thought it would never get as good as that, but this, this was just as amazing,”
Claybourne gasped, trying to draw air into his lungs. Felix had collapsed to lie on his mate, still buried deep
in his body. He felt Claybourne roll their bodies so that they were on their sides. Slowly he pulled away
from Felix, causing both of them to moan in pleasure.
“I…told…you. Gingers are sex gods.” Felix stuck his tongue out. Claybourne chuckled and eased
himself off the bed before going to the bathroom. Felix closed his eyes and enjoyed a moment of total
relaxation. A minute later he felt himself being turned over and wiped clean. He opened one eye and smiled
down at his mate.
“I should be doing that, the fact that you can still move must mean I didn’t do as good of a job as I
thought.” Felix propped himself up on both elbows. He watched his mate handle his cock with care.
Claybourne kissed the head of his cock before throwing the washcloth into the bathroom and climbing
back into bed.
“I take that back, you just threw a dirty washcloth on the bathroom floor. I am back to god status.” Felix
relaxed and allowed Claybourne to pull him into his arms.
“Sleep. I’ll make you waffles when we get up,” Claybourne promised.
Felix congratulated himself on a job well done.
Chapter 4
It was still dark when he heard Claybourne’s cell phone ringing. He picked up the phone and looked at
the time. It was only eleven o’clock. He answered the phone before it woke up his mate.
“Hello?”
“Doctor, no wait, is this Felix?” A familiar female voice asked.
“Yes, this is Felix, who is this?”
“Oh I’m sorry dear, this is Ms. Tully. Can you please get the doctor? Ms. Brayburn is so much worse,”
she sounded panicked. Felix flipped over and began to shake his mate.
“Claybourne, Claybourne!” Felix shoved his shoulder.
“Go back to bed, waffles in the morning,” Claybourne muttered before pulling the sheet over his head.
“Your phone rang. Ms. Brayburn is worse,” Felix said. Claybourne immediately flipped the sheet off
and reached for the phone.
“Ms. Tully? Yes…yes. I understand. Take her to the clinic, we’ll be there in twenty minutes,”
Claybourne said and ended the call.
Felix reached for his wrinkled clothes and pulled them back on.
“Don’t you have any other clothes?” Claybourne sounded snarky. Felix knew it was because he was
worried, but he was going to nip this in the bud now.
“Yes I do, though not
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