Flynn, Joyee - My Feisty Kitten [Purrfect Mates 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) (6 page)

“I’m sorry,” I whispered and moved to kneel in front of him. “I’m an ass. I wasn’t thinking clearly.”

“You claimed your mate.” He shrugged but looked so lost it tore me up inside. “You have nothing to be sorry for.”

“I still have one mate to claim, if he’ll have me.” His head turned so fast toward me I was surprised he didn’t pop a disc. “I’m sorry we didn’t get the meeting we wanted or to acknowledge we were mates yet.”

He stared at me a moment before giving me a soft smile. Aaron slid his hand in mine and shook it. “I’m Aaron Loman, nice to finally meet you.”

“Sasha Donovan, and the pleasure is all mine,” I purred and raised his hand to my lips. I was rethinking my decision to get dressed after cleaning Imogen up and tucking him into bed. Because I wanted to fuck Aaron on the table right then and clothes would be in the way. Though I was glad I shifted back since I planned on touching Aaron all over and didn’t want to risk my claws.

“Avery and his mates took the girls to do some secret errand and give us some privacy. They said they’d be back in a few hours.”

“That should give us enough time to get biblically acquainted.” I wiggled my eyebrows at him and leered suggestively.

“Maybe we should talk first,” Aaron said quietly, but the bulge in his pajama bottoms said something else.

“Imogen wants to talk to you and apologize. We’ll figure this out, Aaron.” I tugged on his arm and pulled him into a firm embrace. I needed to feel him in every sense of the word and make his sadness go away so much it hurt.

“You met him first,” Aaron whispered, implying if things went bad, I’d get rid of him instead of Imogen.

“I’ve known you longer, and I’m not giving either of you up.” Before he could answer, I pulled his head down to mine and kissed him with everything I had. Aaron moaned and slid to the floor with me, wrapping himself around me. “We can be happy, Aaron. I know we all can.”

“I trust you.” In a flash, he pulled off his bottoms, turned away from me, and presented me his ass. “Claim me, Sasha. I’ve never wanted anything more in my life.”

“There’s something I have to ask first,” I said slowly as I pulled off my shirt. I wasn’t sure how to phrase what I wanted to say.

“This isn’t about Logan or wanting to be loved. It isn’t even about being lonely,” he replied firmly as he looked at me over his shoulder. “It’s about us. I love talking to you more than I think I ever have anyone in my life. There’s obviously chemistry between us, too. I want
you
, Sasha, not just anyone.”

“Thank you.” I kissed his shoulder and practically shredded my jeans in my rush to get them off. I lined up my cock and realized something. “Shit. Imogen’s magic automatically prepares him. I almost forgot and didn’t stretch or slick you up.”

“I’m actually stretched,” Aaron said sheepishly as he hung his head. “I was playing with myself while you just were going at it.” I felt a feral grin cross my lips at his admission. “How could I not? You guys were loud, and it sounded fucking hot. I fucked myself with a dildo, so I didn’t run in there and beg to join you.”

“You like toys?” I groaned and frantically glanced around the kitchen for something to use as slick. I had to squeeze the base of my cock, so I didn’t blow before we got started. The visual he was giving me was just too much.

“Sometimes,” he whimpered as I ran my hands over the firm globes of his ass. I quickly reached behind me and opened the fridge, groaning what I saw what we needed.

“Would you let me use toys on you, Aaron?” I purred as I pulled out some caramel sauce to top coffee treats or ice cream.

“Yes,” he hissed and spread his legs further as I licked his tight puckered hole. While he was distracted, I slicked up my cock and then poured some onto his crack. “Cold!”

“I’ll warm you up,” I growled as I rubbed my dick over it and set the sauce on the ground. My mate moaned and squirmed under me, but he had been right, he was stretched.

“Please, Sasha, make me yours,” he begged as he lowered his shoulders to the floor. I wasn’t going to ignore such a request. “Fuck me hard.” Nor that one.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” I said gently and pushed inside of him. His back bowed as he cried out in delight. Aaron wasn’t that much shorter than me, maybe a few inches, so we were the right height for what I wanted. I leaned over him, wrapping my arm around his chest and pulled us both up to our knees. “Oh fuck you’re tight.”

“No, you’re just huge!” His whole body shivered as he moved his hands over my arm that was holding him.

“It’s about to get better,” I whispered in his ear and nipped his lobe. I shifted into my half-and-half form and he screamed as my cock expanded him even further. “Too much?”

“No! Fuck me,” Aaron yelled and slammed his hips back against mine. He met me thrust for thrust as I pounded into his ass, my arm wrapped around him while my other hand held his right hip. “Never been like this, Sasha.” I knew he was telling the truth because he wasn’t the type to lie. But he was also letting me know to settle my fears. He’d been with Logan so long that I was nervous I would be his rebound guy.

“Just as good as Imogen but different, too,” I replied, unwilling to lie.

“Want to be as good for you as he is,” he panted and then tilted his neck so his head was resting back on my shoulder. “Claim me. Please, Sasha!”

I moved my hand from his hip and started stroking his cock, but he beat me to it. I intertwined our fingers, and we moved together in every way possible. I struck fast, biting him as I slammed into his ass.

“Yes,” he cried out and shot all over our joined hands and the floor. “Oh fuck! Come inside me, my mate. Fill me!”

I grunted as my orgasm sideswiped me with his seductive words. He reached back and held onto my hip as I kept thrusting into him. I lifted my head and hollered out in pleasure as I felt our souls tie together as our bodies were.

“Mine,” I snarled as the mating knot came out and latched onto him.

“This is better than I imagined,” he moaned and came all over our hands again. I’d told Aaron about the knot in one of our many conversations. It’s not like we’d really been flirting and it just kind of came out when we talked. But now I knew why. Part of me had known he was my mate and would be experiencing it. “Falling…”

And then he fainted. Falling? What was he about to say or mean by that? Falling asleep? Falling in love? Yeah, now I wasn’t confused or anything.

The knot went back into my softening dick, and I gently laid Aaron on the floor. I pulled out of him with a satisfied moan and reached for a towel to clean him up. I heard a snarl and turned back in time to see he was already awake.

“My turn,” he growled as he pushed me back to the floor. He quickly grabbed the same caramel sauce and slicked up his cock before his fingers. He moved faster than I could have imagined and slid a finger into my ass. “I need to claim you.”

“I’m yours, Aaron,” I moaned as his finger practically vibrated it moved so quickly inside of me. Kody had left out this little detail about vamps when he’d told me about how amazing the sex and biting was with his mates. Holy shit, I could get off just from him fucking me with one finger.

“Caramel, kinky,” he whispered as he licked my neck. “Am I going too fast?”

“No, give me more,” I moaned and wrapped my legs around his upper back. “I like some burn when it’s this hot.”

“You’re what’s so hot, Sasha. You are a fucking god of a man.” He pushed two more fingers into me, and I cried out at the pain and pleasure mixed together. “I’m going to take such good care of you, baby. And I don’t just mean in bed. I was falling for you before we even met and fate gave you to me. I won’t let you go—ever!”

“Don’t, Aaron. I don’t want you to let me go.” I panted and turned his lips to mine. I moaned in his mouth as he immediately sucked on my tongue. His fingers were better than any cock or toy I’d ever experienced with how they moved and seemed to know my body perfectly. When he pulled them out while we were still kissing, I whimpered until I felt the head of his cock.

“Say yes, Sasha,” he whispered against my lips as he leaned his forehead to mine. “Say yes that you’ll be mine forever no matter what happens.”

“Yes, always.” The words were barely out of my mouth and he slammed into me. “So full!”

“Tell me it’s good, Sasha,” Aaron demanded as he grabbed my hips roughly and started to fuck me as if his life depended on it. “Has any other cock ever pleased you this much?”

“No, I hate to bottom,” I gasped and reached for his ass. I pulled him to me as he pounded into me faster than any human, any shifter could.

“Do you hate this?” He growled and slammed into me harder as he gently bit my neck. He had to have known the answer by the sounds I was making, but I wasn’t above screaming in pleasure if it made him feel confident about our coupling and my enjoyment.

“No! I fucking love it.” And I did. He was taking me to places I didn’t know existed.

“Gods, I just want to mark every inch of you so no one doubts you’re mine!”

“Do it,” I cried out and held him tighter. “I know you bite me once to claim me, but you can bite me more than once, right?”

“You’d let me do that?” he asked, gasping for breath as he stilled his hips. Aaron raised his head and stared down at me with his eyebrows drawn together. “Imogen was so adamant about him not being food I thought you’d feel the same way. You’re okay with having my fang marks showing on you.”

“I wouldn’t want anyone’s fang marks, Aaron,” I said gently as I cupped his cheek. “But yours? Hell yeah. Let everyone in our world see who I belong to. I mean they’ll heal so I can go around humans, right?”

“Yes, yes they will,” he growled and ran his tongue over his fangs for me to see. “Are you sure about this, Sasha?”

“Yes,” I hissed and arched my neck as an offering. He didn’t hesitate. He sunk them deep in my throat and then fucked me like a crazed man. And I thought he’d been going fast before! I screamed out his name as I climaxed. His bite was like a ball of pleasure with a little bit of pain, and since I liked those lines blurred during sex, we were the perfect pair.

Aaron raised his head and turned mine to have access to the other side of my neck. Then he bit me again. And I came again. We went through this five times before I thought my dick would fall off and he finished inside of me.

“Holy. Shit.” I gasped for air, more worn out than I can ever remember feeling in my entire life.

“Change your mind about bottoming, my feisty tiger?” he whispered as he moved his hips. I lowered my legs with a groan, sore in all the right places.

“That’s my nickname for Sasha,” a quiet voice said behind Aaron. I looked over his shoulder as he did and almost laughed at the picture Imogen made. He had his spent cock in hand and cum all over it and him.

“I know, but it’s accurate in his case. He is quite feisty, and he’s my tiger, too,” Aaron replied hesitantly. “I can give him a different one if you like.”

Imogen glanced at me with my goofy grin on my face and shook his head. “No, you are quite right. He is keeper to both of us, and I wouldn’t begrudge you for referring to him as such. Sasha is mine as much as yours. And I didn’t give him a grin like that after our coupling.”

“You did, baby,” I said gently as I held out my hand to him. He shook his head at first, but when I wiggled it in the air to show I wasn’t taking no for an answer he sighed and came to me. He knelt down next to us, leery of Aaron. I wiped my fingers through the cooling cum on his hand and licked it off. “Mmm, like ripe summer apples.”

“Did I really make you smile like you are now?”

“Yeah, you did, Imogen,” I answered as I wrapped one arm around him and one around Aaron. “This isn’t a competition, okay? You’re both my mates. You’re different as can be but both important to me. The sex with you was just as hot. Like your wings did it for me, but as you can see, Aaron doesn’t have any, but he has other attributes that drive me wild. Him sinking his fangs in me as he did his cock was a whole new type of sexy, too.”

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