Twenty
Imri
Nearlytwoweekspassedbefore we saw any sign of Sully’s parents coming around to our mating and the baby. Over that time, I attempted to keep Sully’s spirits up. A test of our fragile bond.
Over and over, Sully reassured me he didn’t regret what we’d done. I tried my hardest to ensure he’d never feel bad about giving up his family for ours, the one we created together with the kids and our growing baby.
I showered him with love and affection. We had dates in and around the house. I drove him towards the next town where we had a picnic under the stars, just the two of us.
Even getting him his own car in this town was an ordeal. Nothing about Haenvale was simple. First, we had to go into town, where the whispering followed us pretty much everywhere we went. Then we had to deal with Cress. His dad owned the biggest car dealershipin Haenvale, but he made me wish we’d traveled elsewhere, with his snide remarks to Sully.
He soon changed his tune when his dad had to take over the sale because of his attitude. His father was a far better salesperson and was delighted to find us a vehicle which would hold our growing family. Outside of the staff at Rosie’s and Trisha, he was the first in the town to congratulate us on our mating and the baby. He even got Sully to smile. That alone was worth the price of the car.
I drove behind him in my truck the whole way home, chatting to him on the phone, listening to him rave over how cool the car was. It was the safest model I could convince him to pick.
When we parked, Sully rushed to me, throwing his arms around me in delight. The kids loved the car, though we’d have to work on the travel sickness once we knew they were safe to go to Haenvale.
That night in bed together, I heard Sully whisper the words I never thought I’d get to hear from a mate:
“I love you, Imri. You mean everything to me. I know these few days have been hard, but you’reworth it.”
“I love you, too, Sully. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted and more.”
My old friends would have thought a younger mate would mean we wouldn’t have anything in common, but we found plenty, from our taste in human music and movies, to what we liked to read. There was always something to talk about.
Sully had some experience with alphas from college, yet was open to experimenting, since he was still finding out what he liked. I think I blew his mind the day I asked him to top me. He’d shown me how great my prostate was with his fingers and made me wonder what it would feel like to have him fuck me for a change. I was open to trying anything with my mate, in and out of the bedroom.
“You really want to try this?” he asked, double checking. How hard he was suggested he was fully into the idea.
“After that blow job the other day? Absolutely. I got some lube, just in case.”
His fingers were gentle when he opened me up to take him. He sucked my cock, distracting me from the strange feeling of his fingers inside me. He held the tip in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue.
I caught him squeezing the base of his cock to hold off his own orgasm. Yeah, he was into it.
“This is fucking hot. I love the feel of you inside me,” I panted. Sully stretched me with another finger. “Put it in!” I demanded, desperate to feel him before I came.
He came off my cock with a cheeky smile. “Put what in where?” He tried to play innocent, but the sparkle in his eyes gave him away.
“Your dick in my ass before I blow my load!”
His laughter was the best sound in the world. I’d never get tired of hearing it, nor being the reason behind it.
He slicked up his cock with more of the lubricant, then slowly eased inside. The burn was sharper than I thought it would be.
“Slower!” I urged.
Sully watched my face until I relaxed. Once he was sure I was okay, he pushed in deeper.
We lay there, Sully’s groin against my ass, just breathing while we adjusted to the new sensations.
“This is—“ Sully breathed. He leaned down to kiss me, pouring all he was feeling over our bond. The longer we were together, the better I could parse his emotions from mine.
“Move, please.” I held onto him, fingertips biting into his slender shoulders as he pumped his hips.
Every nerve ending was set alight. He kept nailing my prostate, his breathing growing heavier, sweat dripping with each thrust.
He reached for my cock and with barely a touch, I came, my knot forming so quickly I think I passed out from blood loss. Sully massaged my knot and snapped his hips in the same rhythm, his strokes soon faltering when he filled me with his release.
