Page 53 of Shifters' Fated Summer
“Yes,” he growled. “He should see what he’s missing.”
My logical brain balked, but the mate bond buzzed happily. I found myself answering on impulse. “Okay, tell me what to do.”
Cade resolutely ignored us as Luca crossed the room and grabbed one edge of the sofa and tugged it forward a couple of feet, nearer to Cade’s seat. The legs dragging across the floor made a horrible scraping noise and an awkward giggle escaped me.
My fated mate ground his teeth, glaring at his laptopscreen.
Luca straightened, brushing his palms together. “Come here, wildcat,” he said.
He led me to the sofa, where I knelt on the middle cushion. His hands urged me to my hands and knees, my shoulder resting against the back cushion of the sofa. My ass stuck up in the air, only a couple of feet from where Cade worked.
Luca reached around and ran his fingers over the inseam of my shorts, feeling how exposed I was. The fabric offered next to no coverage, and I knew my bare pussy was on display for my fated mate. The soft graze of Luca’s fingers had my head drop down.
He moved to the other side of the sofa, his hands gripping my chin gently and raising my attention to his soft expression.
“Good?” he asked softly. I nodded and licked my lips, eager for what would come next. He shook his head wryly, chuckling as black curls fell over his brow.
With a smirk, Luca sank on to the seat beside me, placing my face over his crotch. He angled his body toward me, spreading his legs and leaning back. The languorous pose sent heat curling through me. I wanted to make him feel good, and I could almost forget about Cade behind me.
I met Luca’s gaze, holding eye contact as I tugged his sweatpants down. His pale blue irises were consumed by his black pupils as he fumbled toreveal his ready cock that his pants did nothing to hide.
Finally, he lifted his hips and slid his waistband down far enough that his hard length was freed. I let out a gasp, seeing it close up for the first time. A silver barbell ran vertically through the head. That had to hurt when he got it.
“You still sure you want to do this?” he murmured. His fingers wove into my hair, holding me steady.
“Yes,” I said, my voice dry from my shaky breathing.
Luca’s grip on my hair tightened as I lowered my mouth and tentatively licked the head of his cock, curling my tongue over the edge and feeling one side of the piercing. The metal was hot and it pressed against my tongue as he jerked involuntarily.
I wanted to smile, but instead I opened my jaw wider and slid the first couple of inches of his dick into my mouth. There was no way I could fit more than half even if it hit the back of my throat.
Luca let out a wanton groan and his stomach muscles tensed against my forearm. Having this powerful werewolf falling apart under my touch was a heady rush. My stomach swooped, and I could feel how wet I was getting. The smell of my arousal filled the room.
A loud snap startled me, and I pushed up, Luca’s cock coming out of my mouth with a pop. Cade sat at his desk, his pen snapped in half still in his hand. He looked furious, but all I felt through our bond was desire.
“Mate, you must be hungry. Come, eat.” Luca’s voicewas husky, sending a trickle of sparks down to my core. I squirmed, needing some sort of stimulation, I was so turned on.
Cade stubbornly stayed seated, staring at my ass. I was so desperate, I had no shame, spreading my knees as wide as I could without falling off the sofa.
Luca laughed, low and rough. “I can feel how needy she is through our mate bond. It must be unbearable for you. Come take care of her.”
Cade rose, and my heart beat like a hummingbird. Not wanting to scare him off, I turned back, taking Luca’s cock in my mouth again and taking him as deep as I could.
Footsteps sounded behind me as I sucked and then swirled my tongue, trying to take more of him. That piercing hit the back of my mouth, and I fought the urge to gag. Tears pricked my eyes.
“You’re doing so good,” Luca said, breathless. My cheeks pulled in as I sucked, and he let out a guttural groan.
My skin prickled with anticipation, dying to know what Cade was doing. He could easily take out his dick, pull my shorts aside, and slide into me. I was embarrassingly wet, soaking the thin strip of fabric between my legs.
But he didn’t touch me.
Luca moaned, rolling his hips and thrusting into my mouth slightly, as if he couldn’t control himself. I dug my nails into his thighs, trying to spur him on.
“Yes, baby. You feel so good,” he muttered and I moaned over his cock. “Take off your shorts.”
I paused, using one hand to eagerly rip the garment down my thighs, exposing myself fully to Cade. My fated mate let out an animalistic, guttural noise.
“Cade, look how pretty our mate’s pussy is. It’s sweet too,” Luca said, tipping his head back as his words slowed. Eagerly, I relaxed my jaw and took him as deep as I could, destroying his ability to keep speaking.
