Chapter Eleven

Trike

My dinosaurs words to Blu made me want to roll my eyes at him. Only I had the same feelings for a boy called Blu, who wanted to help us. If I'd ever doubted for a second Fate had got it wrong—I didn't—this would have kicked my stupid ass for believing such garbage. His actions made it hard to concentrate with how territorial and supportive he was actually being.

We had spent all our life relying on solely on us, this was an unknown phenomenon that made my dinosaur want to reward our tiny mate by showing off.

We aren't doing anything that scares the pack, right?

You speak for yourself!

No! Listen—

Look at our mate. He wants to help us. We have to show him we got this, like I said.

The snarling wolf circling us became the focus of my dinosaur and he blocked me. Something he could easily do in this form. I could be present, but do nothing except be a witness to what happened next.

Taunting the wolf, the feathers on the back of our neck fanned out, and we moved back, almost like we were scared. It gave the silly wolf all the encouragement he needed, and though our arms in this form weren't long, I had speed and all it took was one claw to rip down the flank of the asshole, flaying his skin from bone, disabling his hind leg.

His howl was the most pleasing sound and the sight on his back end collapsing to the earth, made my dinosaur release a happy growly noise, all guttural pleasure and those around us collectively moved once more away from us.

Happy we'd made a point, my dinosaur let me shift and Blu was right there diving for me, uncaring that one of my hands was bloody as he lifted his arms. I caught him and he showered kisses over my cheek, rubbing his excited little body against mine.

If my cock had drawn attention before, it sure as hell did now with it plumping.

"Holy fuck," someone breathed out.

"How does that fit?"

I chuckled, lifted my chin, searching a second for Olowin, I inclined my head pointedly to hand this shit back to him to deal with, particularly the prick on the ground whimpering, before I strolled back through the pack. In the house, I continued on out the front door, shutting out the mass hysteria I could hear I'd left behind.

Entering the motorhome, I locked the door behind us, picking up the damp cloth on the sink as we passed on our way through to the bedroom. Already naked, I placed a wriggling boy on the bed, wiping off the blood smeared on my hand. The scent of the wolf's blood was not conducive to what I wanted. Seeing the T-shirt Blue wore had smears on it, he willingly lifted his arms at my prompt. I checked him over for any other traces before I threw the cloth towards the door.

A flush of excitement made Blu's skin glow as he flopped back on the bed, lifting his bottom. "I'll help, Daddy."

"Such a good boy," he cooed, just like my dinosaur had done earlier.

It seemed acting this way was catching, however, with how the boy on the bed was smiling at me, I couldn't have given a rat's ass.

"What reward would you like?" I asked, excited at the world of possibilities.

A look that sent an electrical current straight to my cock appeared. Wicked. Absolute pure wickedness. It was the only way to describe it. My hands trembled with desire for a boy who made me feel and experience everything more acutely than I ever thought possible.

I tugged off his sneakers and socks, dropping them to the floor, next removing his jeans and underwear. They landed on top of his sneakers before I crawled on to the bed, caging in the quivering boy beneath me.

The muscles in my arms bulged as I lowered my upper body, careful not to crush our cutie. He raked small, even white teeth over his plump lower lip, looking up at me from under his eyelashes. "Daddy… can I play on you?"

Breath catching at the back of my throat at what that meant, my answer was to flip over onto my back on the enormous bed and glance sideways when Blu remained where he was. "Play all you want," I offered encouragingly, spreading my arms and legs when I got a flicker of a vision of what he wanted to do.

His nose wrinkled and before I could ask what was troubling him, he shifted, and a purplish-blue skinned potato rolled excitedly down the bed towards my feet.

Brows pinching together, I shoved pillows under my bed to better watch him when he skirted around my foot and came up the bed between my spread thighs.

This was new. Usually, when he rolled over my body, he jumped up on my foot with it being easy to navigate up onto.

What was he doing?

I didn't have to wait long for the answer when he rolled right under my balls.

Huh?

I got a crazy jolt in my heart when the vibrations came in pulsing waves. "Argh," I cried out, gasping while my legs spread wider apart of their own volition despite the niggle of worry about embarrassing myself with how we'd never done this before, and no one had played around by my ass. That did not stop it being arousing as all fuck.

My taint had never received more than a passing touch from me when I washed. It got a total load more than that when Blu wriggled and pressed firmly against the skin. The super sensitive—it turned out—skin buzzed with intermittent currents of power that appeared to connect directly to my prostate.

My fingers flexed and curled repeatedly, conflicted from how super turned on I was by a potato buzzing and pulsing intermittently right by my asshole.

"Arghhh… fuck… how… what… jeez, don't stop," I rasped in desperation. Stimulated to a level that had my cock jerking and leaking, and me readying to spurt cum over myself in what must have been a matter of seconds. It was embarrassingly good.

I moaned in complaint when he popped out from under my balls, rolled back, then charged his little potato at speed to give himself momentum to crest up over my balls and land on my cock. He balanced there vibrating happily, giving my over stimulated cock another boost before he slipped over the head, taking the drip of pre-cum with him.

I eyed him, groaning out a laugh at his humming in my mind while rolling in my pre-cum.

His pleasure was mine. The two became irrevocably tied.

My heart skyrocketed when a feeling of determination and thrill came through our bond after he stopped rolling. The pause was obvious before he moved down the side of my cock, slicking it as he went. At the base, he slid over my balls and, thinking he was going to repeat what he'd done before, only this time slicked in pre-cum, I tilted my hips to give him better access.

I reached down and lifted my sac when he wiggled, only to gasp out a hoarse cry. My little potato went straight to my asshole, painting it in pre-cum. As slick as he was, he moved with effortless ease. The smoothness of his potato skin gave an erotic kiss to the flesh. A tongue, I was sure, would not have made my ass throb with undisguised need in the same way. It would not make the craziness of what was happening feel like I couldn't survive if he didn't continue with how I strained against the bed with the desperation to cum.

"Need more… need… fuck… do something…" I humped the air, my hips jerking but not too far off the bed when it stopped my potato from being able to rub his slick little body against my hole.

He moved around in little circles, slicking up my ass, vibrating once more in pulsing waves that increased in strength straight up my channel, leaving it with an ache that I wanted… filled.

The thought barely registered when Blu increased the power and I bore down, moaning and reaching for my shaft, pumping it.

No Daddy, I don't want you touching your cock.

"Cutie… fuck I need…"

I know Daddy. I'm gonna give you what you need.

There was no question he was convinced about that. He wanted to be the one to make me come, and I groaned in complaint and let go. I pushed both hands flat to the mattress under my lower back and pressed hard against them, knowing this would be a real fucking test of my willpower.

Good Daddy, he cooed at me, then pushed his potato firmly against my pucker and gave me a blast that sent tremors through my whole body. When he pushed again, my instinct lead my actions, and I bore down. The slippery little spud popped straight through the tight muscle into my ass.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head, my body ceasing in a riot of sensations that left me panting and gasping. Burning, aching, fullness and pleasure. They consumed me as they worked through to slay any thoughts about stopping what was happening.

Hardly having the wherewithal to think beyond the intrusion, I was unprepared when he moved. His little body wriggled and pre-cum aided, slid deeper to nestle right against my hot spot. Lights exploded behind my eyelids as they slammed shut, making white spots dance behind my eyelids, and I shuddered uncontrollably against the covers. I rocked up, the air brushing against my shaft added shivers to the equation as it throbbed, bobbed and I hung right on the edge of an unbelievably high cliff, unable to dive off the edge into my desperation.

"Pleaseeeee," I howled past the rawness in my throat, thrashing against the covers.

A blast of sensations hit my hot spot, and I screamed—or I think I did—as cum burst out of my body, it erupted with the violence of a volcano, it splashed everything in its wake. Held in the grips of the most violent release of my life, I became more of a passenger as I quaked and chugged in air. Lost in the bliss of a… potatogasam

Giggles filled my head, my chest warmed at the joy flowing through our connection as my brain came back on line and I slumped into the mattress, a sweaty, exhausted mess.

Potatogasam, you're too funny Daddy.

I chuckled even as my brows drew together. What's a potatogasam?

He didn't answer, and I moaned when he wiggled to slide out, giving my already super sensitive nerve endings another little thrill before he plopped on the bed.

In the blink of an eye, he shifted and eyed my cum covered body with interest. "A potatogasam, you said it Daddy."

Laughter rumbled out of me as I struggled to recall what I'd said when he was blowing my mind. I'd be lucky to have remembered who the fuck I was with how he'd slayed me with his little potato vibrating routine.

A gleam of humor appeared as he ran a finger through the cum on my skin and brought it to his lips to suck into his mouth, grinning. "It's a delicious potatogasam," he stated with great amusement.

I groaned at seeing he wasn't going to let it drop. "You're going to keep calling it that, aren't you?"

He came up on his knees, hands placing on either side of my body, he then lifted one knee at a time to be able to straddle my hips.

When my gaze landed on his flaccid cock, I frowned, concern growing at the lack of an erection. Had he not enjoyed what we'd done?

When we'd played before, and he shifted from his potato form, he was normally hard. The evidence was right in front of me.

Fuck.

How could I be so selfish?

He wriggled up my body, rubbing the cum into my skin as he moved, his smile dimming.

When he could reach my face, he traced a finger between my pinched eyebrows. "Daddy… …did I… did I do the wrong thing?"

"Did you enjoy it?" I asked instead, feeling uneasy about him not sharing in the pleasure.

The flush that crept up his neck and into his cheeks was alarming when he dipped his head, staring intently at my chest.

I reached up and used a fingertip to bring up his chin. "Talk to Daddy," I encouraged gently when he blocked his thoughts from me.

"I… I did… lots… like a really big lot," he explained, the red deepening. "I've never come in my potato form before… when you ass squeezed me so tightly… I couldn't stop myself." He gave me a shy look. "Is there something wrong with me?"

Quick to reassure when he'd had as much fun as me, I gave him a wide grin. "Hell, no!" I tugged him to me and gave him a resounding kiss. "I think you had a potatogasam too. It seems potatogasam's are a winner." Kissing him once more, I murmured against his lips, "But maybe we should try once more, just to make sure."