Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5

TOBIAS

I was impressed I could walk in a straight line with so much rattling around in my mind as I crossed the hall back to the classroom. I'd been concerned that something was wrong with Halaby when he'd rushed out of the room after introductions, but that first kiss had cleared a lot of things up really fast. And started me asking a lot of questions. Well, one question: why did I want him so desperately?

Because I'd been hot for a guy plenty of times, but never to the point of hiding in a supply closet to get off as quickly as possible. One and done, sure, but that wasn't what was happening with Halaby either. Neither of us wanted to go our separate ways afterward. I was even willing to get in trouble with the college for canceling a class during the class to take Halaby home.

Ack, no, not to my home. Way too many people would be there, and I was not going to explain anything to them yet. I needed to see where this was going before I even attempted to explain that I was involved with a Norlon.

Standing in front of the classroom door, I checked my clothes one more time, wiped my hands on my jeans, and then opened the door .

The room was empty.

Halaby came in and stopped to stare, too. He'd buttoned up his pale turquoise tunic, and I found myself wishing I could see his furry chest. Lust had my cock throbbing all over again. I cleared my throat and refocused.

"I guess they didn't want to wait?" I said with an unsure shrug.

Halaby pointed to the front-most table, and I turned to see there was a piece of paper on the corner. I went over and got it only to find that it wasn't written in any language I could read. Holding it out to Halaby, I said, "I think it might be for you."

He came over and accepted it, his eyes tracking back and forth as he read. Wow, he smelled good. I had to resist burying my nose in his chest again. Like honestly had to resist! I'd never been so tempted by someone before in my life. I was twitching to get my hands on him again.

Halaby cleared his throat. "My friend told everyone, uh, what happened and they decided to leave, assuming we wouldn't be back. They'll return for the next class, though."

"Did he listen at the door or something?" That was a little cringe. I hadn't even considered that someone might hear us when I'd dragged Halaby into the supply closet.

"Well, um, you see…" He cleared his throat again and tucked the note into a pocket of his tunic. "He recognized some behaviors I've been exhibiting since yesterday and, uh, correctly assumed that my reaction today was… Um…"

I gasped in sudden realization as the reason for our instalust occurred to me. "Is this a mate reaction?"

His eyebrows hopped up. "You know about that?"

"Are you kidding?" I pressed both hands to my chest, a big grin on my face and hearts in my eyes. "I've read everything I could find about it on your website, and then devoured all the rumors and discussions everywhere else."

"Oh. Well, then. Um, yes. Yes, it is. "

I was a Disney princess. I knew that about myself and accepted it. I wanted to find my prince and have him sweep me off my feet. I wanted a whirlwind romance and happily ever after. That I wanted the Beast instead of the man was a new development, but one I was seriously into. And here Halaby was admitting that he'd scented me and fallen head over heels for me. Love at first sniff.

"I must be feeling the bond, too, since your scent is getting me hard." I pressed my nose against the ball of his shoulder and dragged in a big breath of him.

He chuckled briefly before stepping back a bit. "We should discuss this rationally. Um… Shouldn't we?"

How noble of him. I, on the other hand, cuddled up very close to his front and said, "If you want to toss me over your shoulder and carry me back to your place, I won't stop you."

I watched him gulp, lick his lips, and blink down at me. Was he considering it? I smiled, waiting.

Halaby grabbed my hand and took off for the door. Through it, down the hall, and out of the building his long legs ate up the ground and had me running to keep up. So he hadn't put me over his shoulder, but he also wasn't letting me go. I smiled so big that the chilly air made my teeth cold.

"There's a scooter," I said, already a little winded.

He stopped short, and I bumped into him. "A what?"

"A scooter." I pulled him over to it and discovered that it was the one I'd rented to get me up here faster since I'd already been late. "It still as time left on it, so we can use it to get to your cottage. That's where we're going, right?"

"Uh, yes. How does one use a scooter?"

I stepped on and kept myself to the very front of the platform. "Like this. You stand behind me."

Halaby got on and, since the scooter wasn't technically built for two, he had to stand right up against me. That totally short-circuited my brain because our bodies lined up perfectly. He could easily fuck me while standing up. Like against a wall. I suddenly really wished we'd done that in the supply closet.

He leaned against me, putting his hands beside mine on the handles and whispered in my ear, "I'll give you whatever you're thinking about just as soon as we're somewhere private."

For a second, I considered going back inside. The supply closet's door probably locked. But no, I wanted lots of time, a bed, and to not worry about making too much noise. I revved the scooter's little engine and steered us down the road toward the Norlon cottages.

Even though I had a very singular focus on getting us to our destination, I was still aware of the people staring at us as we zipped by. A lot of people walked or took scooters to their destinations, so there wasn't much traffic but there were plenty of pedestrians. I could see how we were turning heads and I didn't care. Let the people of Kleifar be curious and speculate about why a Norlon was riding behind me on a scooter. Maybe I was giving him a ride home. Maybe we were going to his cottage to fuck each other senseless. It was nobody's business but ours.

I slowed the scooter as we approached the cottages, and then let Halaby steer us to his. Each one looked almost identical except for the color of the shutters on the front window and their number. Halaby's had deep blue shutters and was number twenty-six. I committed that to memory as we stopped and stepped down onto the little path to his door. With one hand holding mine again, he pressed his other hand to a panel beside the door. I heard a click, and then he led me inside.

I'd looked at the plans online when the government had announced that they would build these cottages, so I already knew it was one room with a sitting area in front of a full kitchen that was situated under the loft for the bedroom. A staircase against the far wall had all kinds of nooks beneath it that I itched to fill with books. What was new, what stood out, was the size of everything. It made sense that the stories would be higher and the furniture bigger because Norlons were all around two meters tall—and I was impressed that my government would accommodate them like this.

The largeness of everything also made me feel little, and I was suddenly very into that.

"Would you like something to drink?" Halaby asked as he shut the door behind us.

I headed for the stairs. "No, thanks."

He chuckled quietly before I heard him on the stairs behind me. And behind me was where I wanted to keep him since it was my single most favorite position. With him being so much taller and stronger, though, I had a feeling I was going to love having him pressing against my back, maybe holding me down, panting into my hair. Thinking like that, I was hard before I got to the loft.

Why did seeing that Halaby hadn't made his bed this morning turn me on? The rumpled duvet and dented pillows made it look like he'd been restless last night, and I wanted to make the disarray worse.

I kept my back to him and undid my jeans, shoving them and my underwear down as I toed off my shoes. Kicking everything away, I reached for the hem of my baby blue sweater only to gasp and still as I felt soft fur touch my ass. Halaby's hands came around my waist, one sliding up to palm a pec, while the other spanned across my stomach. He pulled me against him, and I moaned as his cock wedged into the crack of my ass.

Even like this, as he kissed my neck and gently rolled his hips, I could feel the tiny ridges on his cock. They'd teased at my lips when I'd sucked him, and now I needed to feel them against my hole. He pressed every bit of himself to my ass, and I felt myself leaking as I whined in want.

"Please," I begged, barely recognizing my own desperate voice. "Like this. Take me like this."

"As you wish," he practically purred .

His hands disappeared from my body, and I saw him reaching for a bottle on the side table. Biting my lip in anticipation, I braced my hands on the mattress and widened my stance. Cock and balls hanging heavy below me, I gasped when Halaby's slick finger teased my hole. I closed my eyes and moaned as he slowly breached my ass and worked his finger in and out, prepping me with such sweet consideration.

Halaby's hand came around and stroked my cock with lube at the same time that his cockhead pushed into me. I wasn't sure if I wanted to rock backward or forward. His cock was so tapered it was almost a shock when it stretched me wider. And then the ridges bumped across my rim, and I hollered from that unexpected pleasure.

His cock was so stiff, it felt like a lance inside me. I'd noticed that when I'd been blowing him, how his cock had been rock hard beneath the soft skin. Just that much emphasized the alienness of him, and then he went and leaned over me. Long, furry arms caged me in, while his furry hips pounded that amazing cock into me over and over again. Were the ridges playing across my prostate? Oh, dear god …

It was way too fast, and I didn't want this to end so soon, but when his fingers teased the head of my cock just right, I came with an agonized holler of release and frustration. Already I knew I'd have to have him again. Every position, all day long, he'd be mine.

Halaby bumped hard against me and ground his furry pelvis into my ass before he grunted and moaned with his own release. I felt him panting along with me, his breath fanning across my shoulder, and then he was nuzzling into my hair. Was he purring? He was definitely making some kind of cute little happy noises. I chuckled and got a kiss to my cheek before he withdrew.

I managed to get away from the wet spot before I collapsed with a satisfied groan onto one of his pillows. He stood beside the bed and stretched, his hands reaching the ceiling, and giving me a gorgeous view of fur-covered muscles and a long, glistening cock. Definitely a shower.

He climbed into bed with me and helped me out of my sweater and the t-shirt under it. Naked now, he pulled me into his arms and— Oh, wow, being surrounded by his fur was absolutely incredible! I moaned from the sensation and couldn't stop moving so I could feel the softness on my skin. He chuckled this time and tucked me even closer by pulling my leg over his hip. Our cocks nestled together, and I sighed in contentment.