Page 16 of Eager Beaver
“Yes, but… I needmoreof you,” I specified, trying to wiggle on his fingers and getting nowhere. “Like, now.”
I felt his smile against my skin. “I can give you more.” So agreeable, but then the bastard squeezed a third finger into me instead, pumping slowly, and while it was nice—great, even—it was not what I wanted. And he knew it! When I growled, his shoulders shook with a laugh.
“You’re teasing me!” I whined. “Would you please fuck me already? I’m starting to think you don’t want me.”
That had his attention. He pulled his fingers from my entrance and moved back up to look me in the eye, suddenly serious. “Never think that. I want you, Fable. I will always want you.”
His words settled something inside me, an unease that I’d been quietly living with my whole life. The fear of not being enough, of not finding my place, my person. Right here and now, Guy was my one.
Guy kissed me slowly, languidly, as he shifted his hips, notching the head of his cock at my entrance. He added the briefest amount of pressure, but before he could sheathe himselfinside me, he paused. His head jerked back, eyes wide. “Shit. I don’t have a condom. You’re… you need a condom.Merde, why don’t I have a condom?”
“Stop saying condom,” I said, trying to calm him down, but I could tell this really bothered him, and not just because he wasn’t getting laid. It was like he was more worried about me and my safety than his own. I could feel this perfect moment slipping away, and I knew I was about to offer something I had never given to anyone else before. Guy, a near stranger, and yet I trusted him more than any relationship I’d had.
“Hey, no! It’s okay,” I said, turning his face back to mine. “My last test was clean, and I haven’t been with anyone in… a very long time, and never without a condom. And I went through my heat like two weeks ago. We’re good to go, if that’s something you…?”
A muscle ticked in Guy’s jaw, and I could sense his desperation. I swore his eyes looked different in this light—darker, deeper somehow, pupils blown wide. “It’s been years for me. No one else has been worth my time.”
His words made heat bloom inside me; it almost sounded like he’d been waiting for me. I wished I’d known to wait for him too. “So, is that a yes?”
“Yes, but only if you’re sure.”
In reply, I tipped up and kissed him. I hooked my ankles behind his back and dragged him in. It made me feel powerful to lead this man, even as I acknowledged he was far stronger than I was. I would never be able to overpower him, and yet, he allowed me the illusion that I was in control. As his thick crown breached my entrance at last, we both groaned. He was thicker than his three fingers had been, but I relished the burn. This was what I wanted,needed, to feel complete at last.
Guy paused, buried deep inside me, his arms shaking as he tried not to move until I was ready. “Are you okay?”
“So much better than okay,” I promised.
He pulled back gently, until only the tip remained inside me, never once breaking eye contact with me. When he surged forward, my head fell back, a strangled cry escaping my lips. He took advantage of my bared neck and nuzzled close, his beard tickling my flushed skin. His kisses were rough, but also, nowhere near enough.
With each consecutive thrust, he began to really put his weight behind it, until he was bucking into me, halfway feral with our combined need. I had no control over the sounds I made, and he seemed to get off on them, each whimper or whine drawing out an echoing grunt or growl from him.
Pleasure built deep inside me until my toes began to curl, and I was helpless to do anything butfeel. “Oh gods, it’s too much,” I whined, but then he slowed down, taking my words the wrong way. “Don’t you dare stop!” I shouted, and he thankfully resumed his breakneck pace.
Guy’s rhythm stuttered, and I knew he was close. Perfect timing, because there was no stopping my release now. “Fable, I can’t—oh, fuck!” he cursed, slamming himself as deep as he could get. I felt his release, hot cum spilling inside me, his cock throbbing, and as his knot forced its way in, creating a seal, I quite simply fell apart.
I came between us, painting our stomachs with cum, and as my climax crested, it was powerful enough to white everything out. My ears, my eyes, all sense of reason—gone.
Guy rolled so I could collapse on his chest, sweaty and sticky with cum and slick, both of us panting to catch our breath.
All the things I wanted to say, the promises I wanted to make, they were all suddenly too big for mere words. So I did my best toshowhim. My lips found a spot between his neck and shoulder, and I latched onto the skin and suckedhard. I had the irrational urge to bite him, to leave a mark of what we’d shared, but hewould probably think that was weird, so a hickey would have to do.
He groaned, his cock jerking inside me, and he held me there, shuddering, until I unlatched from his flesh, leaning back to examine my handiwork. Satisfied for now, I sighed in relief and total bliss and snuggled up on his chest.
In the silence, I heard the muffled buzz of my phone. My eyes cracked open, reality crashing down. I could only get away with ignoring my mother for so long, but I didn’t know what to tell her. Would Guy play the role of fake boyfriend one last time? I couldn’t bear to bring it up now. Not when everything else was so perfect.
No matter how incredible this was, there was no ignoring our current situation. There was a clock ticking down to our deadline, and as much as I told myself to live in the moment, my heart was already looking toward the future, one where Guy was so much more.
12
Guy
“Whereareyoutakingme?” Fable asked, peering out the window into the snowy night.
“It’s a surprise,” I said coyly, smirking at him across the car’s darkened interior.
He sighed in mock frustration, glaring at me, but I could sense his amusement through the tendrils of a bond forming between us, even without a mating bite. “Cause you know I didn’t mind staying in bed. I feel zero need to sightsee beyond the walls of our little cabin.”
It was true, we’d spent most of the past 24 hours tangled in the sheets, and if we didn’t need to eat, we likely would’ve stayedthere. When our growling stomachs became too much to ignore, we finally put some clothes on and trudged to the main lodge’s dining room to load up on some much-needed calories.
