Page 21 of Henri's Little One
At eleven fifty-five, Henri walked up the stairs and knocked on the door to his suite. Regis and Mathieu stood on either side of the door. Sean opened the door a crack. Henri felt a sense of déjà vu. “May I come in?”
“He’s ready, a little frightened but definitely ready.” The Mates filed out of the room, and Regis and Mathieu continued to stand guard. Henri slipped inside and set a white pharmacy bag on the nightstand. Vitas sat on the edge of the bed with his nose scrunched up.
“Little one, are you ready for me?” Henri asked softly.
“Yes, I’m ready.” Vitas’ whole body trembled.
Henri sat down next to him and held his hand. “What’s your favorite thing to drink?”
“Hot cocoa,” Vitas said without thinking, then blushed. “You must think I’m a baby.”
Henri went to the door and said to Mathieu, “Get the Alpha Mate some hot cocoa with lots of whipped cream.”
Vitas’ face lit up. “How did you know I liked whipped cream?”
“You’ve been mine to care for since the first turn of the great wheel and will be until the last, little one. I know what you like and what you love. I know that you love me so deep inside your heart that I’ll fight Chernof, even The Alpha himself, for you until you realize it, too.”
“I do love you. I’m just a little scared.” A knock came at the door.
Henri strode over and partially opened it, taking the mug with a large mound of whipped cream. Vitas took a sip and got some of the cream on the end of his nose.
“Now you know the reason I asked for whipped cream. So, I could lick it from the tip of your nose.” Henri chuckled.
Vitas giggled, drinking his rest of his cocoa, and suddenly his face was serene. Vitas had a chocolate mustache, and Henri ran his tongue over Vitas’ mouth, licking it clean. Vitas put down his cocoa and threw his arms around his Mate. “I was afraid you wouldn’t want me, that I was too much trouble.”
“Never will you be too much trouble. I would fight the whole council for you. I love you, my Mate.”
Vitas snuggled into Henri’s arms. “I knew I belonged to you the first day I met you when I put my arms around your waist. Let’s do what we’re supposed to do, and then we’ll have the rest of our lives to get to know each other again.”
Henri carefully removed Vitas’ robe and pajamas, trying not to spook him. He was as new to this as Vitas was. After turning down the bed, he placed Vitas under the light sheet and comforter, leaving his briefs in place.
Henri sat on the side of his bed and removed his own shoes and socks and undressed quickly, his clothes falling to the floor. He cupped Vitas’ face into his hand and brought it close to his lips. His own came down and moved gently over Vitas’ mouth. “We don’t have the time tonight for me to worship your body the way I would like because of Chernof, but I refuse to hurt you. Tonight, I’ll spend most of our time together stretching you to make you ready for me.”
“I trust you.” Vitas stroked Henri’s chest and played in the whorls of hair.
“Then, my little one, take off your briefs and let me prepare you for my entry.” Henri couldn’t help but move his mouth over Vitas’ skin. It was the color of fresh cream and without blemish. He ran his tongue over his Mate’s collarbone and sucked on the spot where he would place his mark then kissed down to his nubs. He sucked, pebbling them, biting gently. Vitas moaned and clutched at Henri’s back, scratching it in long trails. His Mate responded beautifully to sexual stimulation.
Henri trailed his tongue down to Vitas’ navel and licked up the pool of pre-cum that accumulated there. To him, Vitas’ pre-cum tasted like bittersweet chocolate, rich and honeyed, with a slight note of pepper. He moved down to Vitas’ erection and took him full in his mouth. His little wolf gasped.
“If you continue to do that, I think I’ll come, and I want to wait for your bite. What can I do to make you want me like I want you?”
“Pet, all you have to do is exist. Let me prepare you to receive me. You’re very tight. You need to relax and push out.” Henri reached for the white paper bag and took out the numbing lube. He opened the top then drizzled lube down Vitas’ crack and pushed as much of the substance as he could into Vitas’ hole. Obviously, the Mates had shown him how to prepare himself, because he was squeaky clean. Henri began to stretch the guardian muscle to accept his first finger. Vitas murmured, “More please…”
“I need to make sure you are stretched enough to take a second finger.” Henri was overly cautious, but this was his Mate. Vitas shouldn’t feel even a twinge of discomfort. Henri may be Garou’s Director of Security and the council’s Enforcer, but inside beat the heart of a romantic. He read all of Colin’s books and knew him only as Jason Jones before Marc found him. He had cheered when the Alpha in the books finally found his Mate and at the end of the story always had damp eyes, wondering if he’d find his own Mate this turn of fate’s wheel.
Henri wanted to take his Vitas with all the pomp and ceremony that his little one deserved, but circumstances necessitated a quick mating. He intended to take Vitas to New York and plan a more elaborate seduction for his Mate at the town house he had been preparing for just over two years to receive him. Unlike many of the other Alphas, he could recall flashes of his past lives, like knowing his Mate loved sweet cream and that he was always a small white wolf whose innocence shone like a beacon.
Finally, Henri was satisfied that Vitas could take his first finger with ease. He poured additional lube over his second finger and this time moved two digits around the guardian muscle, stretching it enough to take a third. Surprisingly, Henri found Vitas’ prostate on his first try. The gods were with him.
“Oh, oh, what did you just do? It felt wonderful. I’m so hard. I want you inside me so badly.”
“That’s your magic button, little one, your prostate. It’s a bundle of nerves located inside your passage that when stimulated, gives great pleasure.”
“Please more…Hen…Henri.”
“That’s the first time you’ve said my name, little Vitas. I find I like the sound of it on your lips.” Henri lifted his mouth and kissed Vitas and gave him a bit of tongue. “I love the way you taste, pet. I feel like a starving man who’s been served a feast.” Vitas wiggled onto Henri’s two fingers.
“I’m ready, Henri. I swear,” Vitas moaned.
