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Chapter Twenty-nine
“You know, I don’t remember
you having a thing about being clean like this when we were younger,” Kraig
said. He leaned against the counter while I started the shower.
“Who said anything about
getting clean?” I looked over my shoulder at him and grinned. “Besides, I like
this shower. Two heads, great water pressure, and best of all, I get to be in
here with my naked mate.”
Kraig crossed his arms over
his chest. “There is that. But maybe I need some incentive. Otherwise, I might
just decide to go to bed. I am tired.” He faked a yawn.
I straightened and fixed my
stare on Kraig. He raised his eyebrows and stared right back. Our emotions had
been all over the place lately, and it seemed liked trouble was destined to
find us, but I didn’t want to lose sight of the fact that, no matter what else
happened, I had my mate.
Who
was definitely thinking more along the lines of getting dirty too. I could
handle that.
“What
kind of incentive are we talking about?”
“Hmm,
let’s see.” Kraig tilted his head sideways. The black markings on his face
framed his eyes and the rounded jut of his muzzle, giving him a curious look.
His eyes flashed golden. “You weren’t going to shower with your clothes on,
were you?”
“That’s
not usually how I do it.”
“Well,
all right then.” Kraig gestured toward me with one hand. “Let me see what kind
of mate picked me.”
I’d
show him all right. I pulled my shirt up and over my head, slowly drawing each
arm down and out of the sleeves, making sure to crunch my stomach muscles. I
dropped my shirt on the floor. Taking the time to tease, I traced the outlines
of my chest, circling my nipples but not touching them, and then the slight
grooves of my six pack.
Kraig’s
breath sped up when I reached my waistband. I pushed the button out and slowly
reached for my zipper. I hadn’t taken the time to put on any underwear before
we left, so I had to be careful of those metal teeth. I slid one hand my pants,
and Kraig whimpered.
The
callouses of my hand were rough against the head of my dick where it was
peeking out of my foreskin. I resisted the urge to stroke it. I didn’t want to
go off too soon. Unable to tease either of us much longer, I unzipped my pants
and shoved them down. I turned sideways to lean on the shower door, and to give
Kraig a look from another angle, so I could peel off my socks.
Fully
naked, I turned and stood stock still, letting him see his fill. My breath came
faster and harder as I scented his arousal growing stronger in the warming air.
Kraig
didn’t say a word as he copied my striptease until he was just as naked. My
nails flicked in and out, but his were fully exposed all the time. I wanted to
feel them digging into me as we shared the steamy shower, dragging down my
back.
“Come
here,” I said thickly. I backed into the shower as he came toward me until we
were both inside standing under the streaming showerheads. Water trailed down
Kraig’s body, and I wanted to suck it off.
I
dropped to my knees, holding Kraig still by his hips when he tried to join me. “No,
stand still.” I started just below his nipples, right where the water dripped
off his pecs. I made my way down, kissing each rib and licking a meandering
trail down his belly. I sucked on the thin skin just below his belly button,
not satisfied until I left a dark mark—my mark.
“Mine,”
I growled. I squeezed his hips and then slid my hands back to his ass, kneading
the taut muscles.
“Oh
holy fuck.” Kraig slapped a hand against the wall, letting out a long, shuddery
breath. His cock bobbed as his stomach muscles rippled. “Please.”
“Not
yet.” Drawing it out was torture. My cock was rigid, and I wanted to wrap a
hand around it and stroke, but I had other plans. Using just the tip of my
tongue, I drew circles around each one of Kraig’s testicles before I sucked one
into my mouth.
He
groaned as I sucked them one at a time into my mouth, pulling down before
letting go with a pop. I nibbled on his sack until I could hear a steady whine
above the water pounding down.
I
couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to feel Kraig lose himself to the pleasure
only I could bring him. The soft skin covering the head of his cock was skinned
back, the tip bright red and shiny with more than just water. I licked a circle
around the spongy surface, greedily gathering every musky taste, and then I
sucked him deep inside my mouth to the back of my throat all at once.
“Ahhh.”
Kraig shouted and shook, but I didn’t have any mercy as I pulled back, swirling
my tongue around the tip of his cock and then sank forward until my nose nudged
his belly. Then I swallowed.
His
need was mine, and I finally grabbed my throbbing cock. I palmed it roughly.
Neither of us were going to last long. Kraig’s legs shook when I growled around
his cock so I did it again. He thrusted, and I squeezed his ass. “Yes….” He
drew out the last sound and shuddered, the very tip of his cock slipping into
my throat.
I
kept up with his rhythm, but he drove us there. He thrust harder until he
peaked and the bitter salt of his come filled my mouth. His scent, his taste,
his touch surrounded me as he grabbed the side of my head and held on tight.
That
was all it took to push me over the edge.
TBC
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