Page 30 of Snowed In Sucker
Landon moves away from my mouth in order to kiss my neck. The skin there is still tender. I recently went into town and had another tattoo added to my skin. The bite mark that Landon left against my shoulder didn’t feel permanent enough so I had someone lay ink over it. The black bite mark fits in with all my other ink, making it part of the whole.
That’s the same way I feel about this new family I’ve fallen into. We’re all separate people who are wildly different, yet we make up a whole unit. We complement each other and fit together like a puzzle.
“Oh,” Landon breathes out, his arms tightening around me. “Can you run the bath for me, Jett?”
“Are you sure? I can just keep rubbing your back until you fall asleep if you’d like. Or I can suck you off to help you relax.”
Landon smiles. “How about you suck me off in the bath?”
“That could be arranged. Just don’t hold my head under the water, okay?”
Landon giggles. “IguessI can handle that.”
I steal one last kiss before heading into the bathroom. I quickly get the water going, thankful that I have this giant tub. As an octopus shifter, sometimes I need to let myself shift and swim around. I would much prefer to do that in a river or lake or better yet, the ocean. But I make due with what I have when it’s needed.
I’m about to head back into the bedroom to fetch Landon when he steps into the room. He’s gloriously naked and I marvel at how quickly he did that himself. His body is covered in black hair that I constantly find myself running my fingers through. I’m fascinated by it since I don’t have body hair at all.
“Hey,” I say softly, holding out my arms for him. Landon steps into them, hugging me tight. Then I help him into the tub.
“This is nice. Thank you.”
“Anything for you,” I tell him, running my fingers over his cheek. “I will never cease to be filled with wonder over how beautiful you are.”
“Sappy mate.”
“You can call me anything you’d like so long as I’m yours.”
Landon’s eyes sparkle. I’ve only just noticed he put his glasses back on. I reach for them but he stops me. “I need them.”
“What for?”
“To see what happens next.”
I blink slowly, trying to understand. “What?”
Instead of answering, Landon takes my hand, leading it into the water and to his cock. He’s hard when I touch him, scorching hot despite the water around it. I stroke him slowly, watching his face morph with pleasure.
My left hand goes to the nap of his neck, just holding his head. I lean my forehead against his, breathing him in. My own cock grows hard, but it’s so easy to forget about it when I’m focused on my mate, focused on making him feel good.
“Jett,” Landon breathes out. “Lower. Touch my hole. Finger me.”
I do as Landon is asking, reaching beneath his cock to touch his hole. I swirl my finger around it, making sure he’s prepared for the touch. Then I push inside. I’ll never get used to how scorching hot his insides are. He’s wet and I easily push my entire finger in, slowly pumping it in and out.
“Fuck,” he says through gritted teeth. “Fuck, yes. So good, Jett.”
“You’re so good,” I say, kissing his cheek. “I want to make you feel good. I want to make you come.”
“You do. You always do.”
I kiss him as I finger him. I push two fingers into his hole and then three. He whines against my lips, making the prettiest noises. His glasses bump against my face and I think abouttaking them away but I remember what he said before. He wants to be able to see everything.
“Touch my cock again. I’m so close,” Landon barely gets out, his voice strained. He tilts his head back against the lip of the tub, crying out in pleasure as I get my hand on his dick once more.
“That’s it. Come for me, sweetheart.”
“Jett!”
I can feel his cock twitch and throb against my palm. I stroke him through it, staring at the way his eyes squeeze shut and his cheeks flood with red. He’s so beautiful like this. So fucking perfect.
