Finally, Jamie grips the stool with white knuckles, and his muscles clench around my tongue.
“Oh please don’t stop, don’t stop—”
His back arches in the most perfect way as he cums again, his cries echoing off the tile.
He shakes even harder than before, almost feverish. His ears are longer, canines glinting as he pants open-mouthed.
The beast itches under my skin, and I’m not sure we’re going to make it to the lube.
Chapter 44
MORGAN
I pull Jamie out of the shower and wrap him in a towel, then lead him back into the gym.
“I want you where you can see yourself…” I face the mirror and pin his back against my chest, pressing a finger into his mouth.
The sight of his naked body against mine, the way I dwarf him, makes the beast surge. I gain an inch of height as my spine cracks and pops.
“Look at this,” I say, brushing my fingers along his ears with one hand, and pressing a thumb to his canines with the other. “You’re beautiful.”
Jamie’s eyes roll back, his body shaking as the shift works its way out from his core.
I take a deep breath and shiver, heels lifting from the floor, and with one last crackling wave my shift is complete. It’s easier and easier every time.
Jamie’s will be slow and painful, and he’s going to love it. I reach down and stroke his cock, sending him screaming around my fingers. He writhes against me, coaxing my cock togrow and grow.
I am the beast, and the beast is me.
I lower slightly, shifting my hips to run my cock between Jamie’s thighs. He whimpers at the feeling of it along his balls, his perineum. His cock spurts over my hand, but it might as well be more pre-cum. There’s no release to it.
The beast knows what to do, and I drop my hand to my own cock, spreading Jamie’s slick pre-cum along it.
I lower to my knees behind Jamie and bury my lengthened tongue in his ass, shoving against his prostrate as I stroke his cock and milk another torturous orgasm from him.
Two more and he’s begging again. “Please, I need your knot, I can’t, please, oh god,Morgan…”
I straighten, and even with my knees on the ground I can easily hook my claw through his collar, pulling him down onto all fours. My cock is plenty slick now, and I consider taunting him one last time, but my patience falters.
With a soft growl, I press my tip inside.
It’s a slower, tighter fit without him being so warmed up, and I ease a little further.
“Fuck, you feel good…”
Jamie’s cheek sinks down towards the floor as he melts for me, and I turn his head towards the mirror.
“Watch yourself. Watch me fuck you.”
His eyes are dark with lust as I rock my hips, sliding deeper in, driving him into the floor.
Jamie claws at the gym mat beneath him, trying to press harder against my cock, gasping as a crackle runs down his spine.
I want to take this slow, to enjoy watching his first shift. But I’ve been teasing myself for a while now, and I feel my own pre-cum sliding down my length, lubricating Jamie’s inner walls.
I’m losing control, and my hips thrust harder, driving into Jamie, sending him screaming with pleasure and relief.
“Is this what you wanted?” I huff.
