Chapter Seven

Trike

After the encounter with Blu's potato ‘powers'—there was no other word that fit—I was attempting to get my head around what was coming next. I'd let Blu sleep, needing recovery time too, after what he'd done to me. My body was still buzzing from… whatever that was he'd unleashed on me. Not that I was complaining, it had befuddled my other half. That never happened… ever!

Do you need to keep bringing it up? You have more important things to think about, like finishing the mating ritual. Get on with it.

I growled aloud. Do you need to keep reminding me?

Yes. It's been half-an-hour since our cutie-sauras woke up.

That same cutie came out of the bathroom, looking adorable in nothing but my T-shirt, which hung to the floor and left one shoulder bare. A shy smile appeared as he walked to where I was standing by the stove, naked, having not decided how to eat him. I also wasn't sure if staying naked was important if I needed to shift and get help.

"Still can't decide?" he asked, clearly having picked up my thoughts.

I sighed and lifted him to sit on my hip. "The idea…"

"Is hard to swallow," he replied cheekily.

"Yes," I growled, then nuzzled into his neck, making him moan and tighten his thighs.

He peeked up at me from under his long eyelashes. "Would it help to say that I love the idea of being a part of you in this way?"

I considered it as my animal groaned in approval. "I suppose."

"It makes the connection strong. You can feel it now after what we did. But Frenchie and Russ say it's so much more after the ritual."

It was impossible not to love that idea. I carefully lowered him to the floor, seeing it was now or never, or I might lose the courage to do it if I continued to put it off.

If the wolves can do it, we can.

The wolves never did it, their human sides did. Something you keep conveniently forgetting.

Stop being a hesi-tator.

I swallowed my groan at the dreadful pun so as not to have to explain it to Blu. That's awful!

Blu shifted and landed in a pool of material, stopping any more conversation when my head played out all these different scenarios about what was going to happen instead. A knife massacre of a potato that was human!

That isn't helping!

My other half wasn't wrong, but it felt that was exactly what was going to happen as Blu touched my bare foot and gave me a little shot of power that headed straight for my dick. I bent and picked him up, not even wanting to consider getting a boner while doing this.

Placing him on the chopping board, I measured out a third of him carefully, recalling that was the amount I needed to cook and… eat .

"Jeez!" I rolled my eyes at how my other half shut me out. With a shaking hand, I lifted the knife. I'd experienced many horrendous things over my life, but this competed with all of them for top spot. I was positive about that.

"Keep still," I murmured, more to myself than Blu. Holding my breath, I brought the knife down to touch the potato skin and before I could freak myself out, I cut quickly. The bit of potato hit the board as I scooped up the bigger part of Blu and placed him deep in the soil, rubbing it directly over the exposed blue flesh.

Tempted to leave my hands in the soil, I dithered over whether that might affect the properties in the soil that neither Tala nor Olowin could explain the workings of. They just knew it after seeing it firsthand.

When I noted how my back ached at crouching over the bag of soil, I stood, keeping watch.

Eat him.

Figuring out how to eat the part on the counter right then wasn't my priority. I'm making sure our mate is safe!

I can feel he's healing, and so would you if you stopped freaking out.

You hid when I had to cut him, I stressed, not letting him get away with his antics.

That's not the point. You need to eat him now. How is he going to feel when he's recovered that you didn't bother? And I'm sure he doesn't want to watch either.

The sly tone didn't negate him from having valid points, even if selfish. He wanted this part of Blu inside us, there was no mistaking it. I lifted the bag of soil close to the counter, placing it right next to me so that Blu was close by. I eyed the piece of Blu on the chopping board that was as blue on the inside as the out, trying hard to dissociate myself from what came next.

His scent was that of a baked potato with sour cream. I hesitated before lifting the small piece. The touch against my fingers gave me many odd sensations, some of which I was too embarrassed to think too hard on.

I placed the piece in the microwave oven, setting the timer and switching it on after gauging the weight in the spud. I retrieved the sour cream and got a plate. My attention moved from the small window in the microwave, where I could see the potato cooking, and the sack. I could almost make myself believe that the smell wasn't coming from my mate cooking— almost.

When the microwave pinged a minute later and there was no sign of movement in the sack, I plucked the steaming potato out and dropped it into the sour cream. I reached for a fork, my hand stopping inches from it.

I'd cut him, cooked him and now I was contemplating stabbing him too. Somehow that was a step too far… like all the other steps weren't! I picked up the hot, creamy spud, blew on it and popped it into my mouth, struggling not to overthink it.

The groan wouldn't stay inside as my tastebuds got a load of Blu. I'd tasted nothing as delicious in my entire life. I salivated as I chewed slowly, loving it way too much. His cum was tasty, as was his skin, but this was on a level I couldn't find a measuring stick for. My cock betrayed me. Hard and desperate, it poked out like a damn flag pole waving in a hurricane.

Nothing stopped me from groaning twice more before I swallowed and felt a warmth fill me, sparks igniting through every cell in my being. My head went back, and my dinosaur roared, my body rippling with the need to shift.

I clung on, attempting to rationalize with the beast clawing to get out of me. Blu needs us to keep him safe. If you wreck our home by shifting inside, how can I do that? Be reasonable.

His responding roar would ensure no one within a ten-mile radius would miss hearing his displeasure. Eyes flashing my animal, I immediately noticed the soil shifting before a whole potato popped out of the soil.

I'm here, my dino mate.

Reaching for Blu, potato became man the second he was in my hand. He wrapped his thighs around my middle, his hands running over my skin, soothing the beast within. "There, see? It's alright, Daddy."

Epic feelings of arousal grew at his touch. My lips claimed his, and we were back in the bedroom, on the bed. Not letting him go, I rolled so he was on top of me and I wasn't squashing him. I gasped into his mouth at his slick ass rubbing over my cock. The part he'd bitten earlier tingled like it was getting zapped by tiny electrodes. It pulsed against his flesh, my desperation levels climbing as he shimmed up to position the head of my cock at his hole. Before I could find my sanity, he pushed down onto my hard length. His ass sucked me into the warm, rippling channel that gave easily to my intrusion. Never had any of my previous partners been able to take me fully and not without considerable preparation.

I gawped, kissing forgotten when his ass rested fully on my groin. My cock buried deep in my mate, getting a sensual rub like no other when his muscles clenched and released. He rocked and groaned above me, wantonly riding me, giving my head no time to think rationally with the noises he was making.

"Soooo good," he murmured in between moans, groans, and cries of lust. His cock bounced as he moved forward. "Kiss me, Daddy," he begged, his hips rolling from side to side as pulses of electricity shot up my cock, taking me to the edge of my release so fast it left me breathless and frantic.

I couldn't say who'd moved first, but when our mouths touched, I devoured him, his taste somehow different. Each sound we made drowned out everything else. There was only us. The need. The energy pulsing through him and into me. It was everything.

Alive.

At that moment, I realized up to now I'd existed, waiting for this moment. This man. My potato-sauras. This was everything. He was everything.

As those feelings sank in, his ass squeezed tight and he rocked into the kiss and moaned, "feels so good to be inside my Daddy."

I lost it. My release barreled through me faster than a rocket heading into space. Spasming ass muscles and the wet gathering between us allowed me to embrace the euphoria rolling through me. A tsunami sweeping everything away. The layers we hide behind, all gone as the emotions for this tiny potato laid me bare to my core.

"I can feel… see… you… see everything," he gasped, his sweat-coated hair rubbing against my collarbone as he collapsed against me.

"For all infinity, we are one."

Hot breath blew over my skin in quick gasps as he mumbled, "I can live with that… Daddy."

"So can I," I answered for me and my dinosaur, who was as wrecked as I was. Decimated by a small blue potato. My lips curved up at whatever challenges would come next, none of it would matter because I had a boy called Blu. "So can I," he murmured, his heart and soul intrinsically connected forever.