Page 51 of The Mating Game
My body seizes up even as I quiver with my orgasm, and if I weren’t so far gone, I might be embarrassed by the gush of fluids that escapes me, wetting his pelvis to the point that I canhearthe sloppy slide of his cock through my folds.
“Look so pretty when you come,” he says through gritted teeth. “When you make a mess of me.Fuck, I’m gonna—”
I feel a hot splash of fluid as his cock pulses between my legs, and I have an irrational, fleeting thought mourning the fact that he’s not inside me. As if my instincts are angry with me for not keeping his cum for myself. I even have the brief, mortifying urge to reach down and stuff it inside me, one that takes the last remaining bit of my restraint to resist.
And when I come down from the high of it all, it hits me that I’m straddling Hunter, naked, both of us planted in the snow, out in the open where anyone might come across us. Endorphins still flood my system, accompanied by the chill creeping into my flushed body, making me shiver.
I stare down at Hunter with wide eyes, feeling a flush of embarrassment creep into my chest. “I—”
And Hunter, sensing my rising panic, seems to know just what to do.
“Shh.” He gently rubs my thighs, his glazed eyes half covered by heavy lids. “You’re okay. You’re safe. Just let me take care of you.”
He coaxes me down until I’m curled into his chest, his large hands smoothing over each notch in my spine.
“It’s okay,” he coos. “I’ve got you.”
“I don’t know what’s happening to me,” I admit, feeling a rush of fear. “What’s happening to me, Hunter?”
“You’re going to be okay,” he urges. “All right? I promise.”
“What if this happens again?”
His hand stills near the base of my spine. “If it happens again…then you’ll let me help you. Okay? It doesn’t have to mean anything. It’s just biology.”
“Biology,” I echo.
“It’s clear that all these new hormones being introduced into your system are triggering these sort of mini…heats. That’s the only explanation for you to smell like heat only to lose it after being…satisfied.”
“Satisfied,” I snort.
“I’m not a doctor,” he chuckles. “But it’s the only thing I can think of.”
“I guess it makes sense,” I sigh.
There’s a beat of silence before: “I don’t think my alpha will allow me to let you suffer, Tess,” he admits quietly. “You’re not the only one affected.”
“Is it wrong to say that makes me feel better?”
He chuckles softly once more. “No. I can’t imagine how scary this is for you.”
“So we’re…friends? Who help each other?”
“Friends,” he agrees. “Who help each other.”
I sigh, relaxing into his hold. “Okay. I can live with that.”
“Good. Now let’s get you back to your clothes before the adrenaline leaves your system and you freeze. Can you change again?”
I nod into his chest, strangely reluctant to let go of him just yet. I know we need to talk about this more, but with his cum drying on my skin and the air growing increasingly more frigid—I don’t think I can manage it right now. Maybe when we’re back in the warm lodge and more…clothed.
I feel his lips at my hair as he murmurs, “Race you back?”
His question eases some of my embarrassment, and my lips curl into a grin.
“I’m going to destroy you.”
He laughs again, giving my ass a soft pat. “Sure you are.”
