Page 45 of The Quokka Who Cried Dingo

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Sully found the soap and rubbed it over my back and ass while I enjoyed the taste of him, the feel of his body pressed up against me. I hiked one of his legs over my hip, exposing his hole. He was slick and ready for my cock. I pressed him against the tiled wall while my tip met his entrance.

With one easy thrust, I was inside him to the root. He dropped the soap to claw at my back, voicing his pleasure while I pumped into him.

My lips barely left his the whole time, totally addicted to his kiss. All I wanted to do was fuck Sully until he forgot every name in his head, including his own. Until he could barely stand. Until he understood this situation was fucking me up, too.

He clung to me, returning each kiss, each touch, until he whimpered and came, all without my touching his neglected cock.

The feel of him coming pulled me into my own orgasm. My knot grew, stretching his rim. I pumped my hips in shallow thrusts while I filled him. Sully came once more with a deep moan against my mouth. All I wanted to do wassit with Sully in my arms until my knot went down, then fill him up again.

Coming home with him was a mistake. Each taste of him was pulling me further into his life. I wasn’t ready for the chaos that being his mate would cause. I might never be.

He found more soap and handed it to me, letting me clean him up as best I could without moving too much.

Sully studied my expression, then sighed. “This wasn’t enough, was it, Billy?”

I struggled to smile. “Everything is perfect when it’s just me and you, but I’ve got the kids—“

“The kids aren’t a problem for me!” he protested. “I love that you’re a dad!”

“Rowan is nearly your age, and that doesn’t bother you?”

“No. At his age, he needs a friend, not another parent. We would find our own thing in time.”

“Okay, but what about the town?”

“What about it? There’s no rules against predator and prey shifters being together. It’s not like it bothers you either.”

“It doesn’t, but I’ve been around prey shifters my entire life. Growing up, I had mouse friends.”

“See? Not a problem.”

“Sully… the town—“

“They’ll get used to it. We’ll start a new trend!”

He was so idealistic. Life wouldn’t be that easy. “Do you really want that for your life?”

“We could move!”

I stared at him in shock. “You’d do that.”

“You’re my fated mate, I’d do just about anything for you.”

“Sully—“

“This isn’t fair, Steven.” Neither of us could muster a smile at his name game. “You can’t just appear, give me hope, then vanish again. Don’t you want me?”

I rested my head against his with a sigh. “This isn’t easy, Sully.”

“Am I not worth fighting for?”

“You are. You really are, Sully. I’m just not worth damaging your life for.”

My knot went down enough for me to slip free of his body less than a minute later. Neither of us spoke. Sully was doing his best to push back tears. I kissed him gently one last time, gathered my dropped clothes, and left Sully to cry alone.

Only when I was back in my truck did I give in to my own tears. I’d just made the biggest mistake of my life: hurting Sully.

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