Page 27 of Juno


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Remi looked confused. “Why wouldn’t I be into it?” I pointed down hoping that would be answer enough. “Oh,” he laughed, a husky laughter that did things to me. “I came while sucking you off.”

“What?”

He smiled, pecking my lips. “I told you I took care of it.”

“I didn’t know what you meant by it,” I admitted, feeling like I could conquer the world right now.

“I was so into it that I couldn’t stop touching myself,” he whispered into my ear, proving I now had a kink for dirty talk. My damn legs would need to wake up soon. I kept feeling them weaken.

“Oh,” I replied, feeling a blush forming.

“And when I tasted you, all I could think about was how much I looked forward to you filling my ass up too.” I groaned, feeling my dick getting hard again. “You want to fuck me?” he asked with a smirk. I nodded, turning off the water and following him over to the towels. We didn’t look at each other as we got dry, both of us clearly knowing it would set us off again, and this time we needed to fully mate. My poor body couldn’t take any more.

“So,” I began, feeling nervous now that we were about to mate for real. I wanted to be good for Remi, wanted our mating to be perfect.

Remi looked nervous too, and that helped a bit. We were in this together. He was my person and I was his. “I hope you have lube, otherwise this will have to wait a little longer,” he joked, trying to ease the awkwardness that filled the room.

I smiled and grabbed the lube from my nightstand. Removing my towel, I sat down on the bed and waited for him to join me. He seemed to relax now that I was exposed to him, making me the vulnerable one until he removed his own towel.

He moved and stopped between my legs. Holding eye contact he released the towel and straddled my lap. I couldn’t look away from his green eyes. They held so much emotion in them. I felt they said more than words ever could.

I’m scared.

I’m excited.

I’m nervous.

I’m happy.

I’m yours.

I love you.

Every emotion I saw reflected in his vulnerable eyes, I mimicked. The love part was natural. He was the only one I would ever love like this. Knowing him better now than I had at our first meeting, I could honestly say I loved him. My Remi. My mate.

He moved then, thrusting his hard dick against mine. I closed my eyes, tilting my head back and just enjoyed every amazing sensation Remi made me feel. My hands held his hips, moving him against me harder, faster. I needed him.

Pushing him off my lap and onto the bed, I leaned over him, moving him further up the bed as I reached for the lube. I couldn’t wait any longer, and neither could he. Holding his legsopen for me, he gave me a nod and a smile, baring his hole, waiting for me to work him open.

I was frozen in place. He was completely on display for me. Only me. His body was the most alluring thing I’d ever seen as he waited to be claimed. I was the luckiest man alive. Remi would be the second luckiest man; I would make sure of that. He would never be without love. Without support. I would be everything he needed. And when one of us passed from old age, I would follow him then too, never letting him escape me. He was mine forever and even after that.

“Baby, please.” Remi’s begging voice dragged me back to the present. I reluctantly removed my gaze from his hole. The part of him I would soon enter. Something Remi had saved just for me.

“I love you,” I said, wanting him to know that before we mated. He needed to hear the words he likely already saw written in my eyes. I never wanted him to doubt I’d loved him even before we shared our magic.

He blinked, his eyes a bit glassy. “I love you too.” I felt his words settle over me, erasing my nervousness. I was doing this with my mate. Who loved me. I wouldn’t mess anything up. I couldn’t, and that realization helped immensely.

I poured some lube on my fingers, circling one finger around his hole, letting his reactions to it guide me. He moaned as I pressed softly against his rim, not entering yet, just playing around to get him used to being touched somewhere new. I had to admit I liked touching him too. While the need to fuck him was there, I found myself enjoying my hands on him too much to stop. His breathing was affected as I continued to tease his opening, and I savored the soft moans that escaped him. He had his eyes closed, writhing on the bed as I looked at every reaction his body made, allowing me to enjoy his body without him noticing just how much I was appreciating the sight of him.

“How long do you plan on torturing me?” Remi’s raspy voice startled me. I hadn’t even noticed he was staring at me. I breached him, feeling like that was my best option. I didn’t feel like explaining just how gorgeous he was at that moment, knowing he needed action rather than words. His dick was red and leaking, clearly in need of release soon and here I was having the time of my life playing with his body as if I was learning to play a new instrument. “Much better,” he praised me as I filled him up with one finger, then added another.

“Let me know if it hurts,” I whispered, not wanting to ruin the moment but needing it to be said. I would never cause him pain if I could help it.

“More,” he said, gesturing vaguely with his hand as if asking me to hurry up. I chuckled and added a third finger, knowing he was stretched enough for it to only sting a little now. I had planned for this mating to be without magic for the most part, since Remi still didn’t have full control over his. I’d felt it made it fairer somehow. But now, I couldn’t stop myself. Reaching out with my magic I sought his emotions out and let them guide me, trusting them to allow me to bring my mate the pleasure he deserved.

“Oh, fuck!” Remi exclaimed, taking my free hand in his. “Whatever you’re doing it fucking works.”

Grinning, I let my magic meet his, letting him feel my happiness and need for him. His eyes opened and sought out mine. I saw the same need reflected in his green ones, and I knew now was the time. I removed my fingers, hearing a whimper escape him from the loss. Quickly, I coated my cock in lube and, grabbing his thighs, I positioned myself against his entrance.