10. Dan

TEN

DAN

We were both in the car, Sparkle's hand grasping my coat and sweater, but there were so many layers. Why couldn't it be summer?

"Forget the clothes," I mumbled as I placed my mouth on his, the softness of his lips melting my insides and engorging my dick. His breath… I could only describe it as bubbly, like champagne, or sparkly!

But in my haste to kiss, make love to, and mate with him, my foot eased off the brake and we zoomed backward down the hill to the lake. Once again, I hit the brakes, and Sparkle giggled, a sound so joyous it reminded me of a flock of birds trilling at sundown.

"Maybe we should go home before we end up at the bottom of the lake." Sparkle stroked my cheek.

"I like the way you think." I sped home, hoping the chains on the tires would grip the road. We sped into the house, and I locked the door before sending Jan a message, asking her to keep Sushi for a while. I turned off the phone and tossed it on the sofa before dragging Sparkle into the bedroom.

"You're wearing too many clothes." Putting a hand on either side of his face, I kissed him, a soft, sensual kiss where I breathed in his scent, his glorious scent that I'd been missing, and explored the texture of his skin. Sparkle's panting, and me savoring the taste of him as my tongue slid over his lips, had heat surging through my veins.

"We should do something about that," my mate mumbled into my mouth.

"Ya think?" I pulled away reluctantly.

"Who's faster?" Sparkle whipped off his coat and pants, before I'd taken a breath.

"Not fair." I poked out my bottom lip. "You're more speedy than I am."

He flicked my ass with his jacket while I was trying to catch a glimpse of his cock.

"I'll help." He yanked off my jacket while I pulled the tie over my head. Shirt buttons flew in all directions under his fingers, those long slender fingers which I pictured in my ass. I shivered, goosebumps announcing their presence by marching over my skin.

"Pants off," Sparkle announced. I saluted, but he stripped off his shirt and my temperature rose as I studied the dips and curves of his chest. Reaching out, I ran my fingers over his skin and paused over his heart. I placed my palm over it, the fluttering suggesting he was anticipating my cock being in his hole.

My gaze traveled to his cute outie belly button and to the ridge outlined under his briefs. The size of his arousal was not proportional to the rest of him; he was big.

I wriggled out of my pants and trailed a finger over my bulge, wanting him to admire my cock. And he did, his tongue poking out between his lips before licking around his mouth.

Nerves took hold of me. What if I couldn't perform or I didn't satisfy him? None of my bedmates in the past had complained, but Sparkle was my forever mate. I couldn't disappoint.

"Dan."

His voice brought me back to the present. "Yeah."

Sparkle wrapped his arms around my waist while pressing his arousal into me. "I can't read minds, but you're in your head. What's worrying you?"

"That I'm not good enough."

He grabbed my jaw. "Let me be the judge of that." He traced a finger over my lips, and I took it in my mouth and sucked it. His breathing sped up as I licked it. "And you are more than enough." He jerked his head at the bed. "Can we get naked, please?"

I dropped to my knees and tugged at his briefs. His cock bounded out, slapping me in the face. I licked the tip, and Sparkle yelped, thrusting his hips forward and shoving his length in my mouth. I swallowed the shaft, and my tongue flicked the tip as he moaned, his thighs trembling.

But a blow job was for later. I wanted to be inside him. Picking him up, I lay him on the bed and removed his briefs that were around his ankles. Propping himself up with a pillow, he focused on my crotch as I slowly lowered my underwear.

Sparkle gulped and rubbed his eyes, and I hoped his reaction was one of disbelief because of my enormous girth. Despite being tall and kinda thin, I was packing it in the cock department.

"Is your length going to fit in me?" he asked as I crawled toward him, like a wild animal approaching its prey.

"We'll go slow at your own pace. You say stop, and I stop."

There was a glimmer of a smile on his lips as he beckoned me closer. "Oh no," he whispered. "There'll be no slowing or stopping. Only fucking."

Nudging his thighs farther apart, I nestled between them, the tip of my cock brushing over his quivering thighs, gleaming with slick. He reached down, running a finger over my shaft, and I let out a deep, shuddering breath.

I cast my eyes over my love, my mate, as he coated one hand with slick, and I entered him, just the tip. His chest heaved as he panted, and I waited until his breathing slowed. He nodded, and I eased in a little more. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine he would be this tight, this snug, this warm. I paused again so he could adjust to my girth.

"Don't stop now."

"I don't intend to."

Sparkle slid a hand to the base of my shaft, rubbing slick over it and helping me glide the rest of the way in. I lowered myself over him, resting my weight on my hands, and he smeared my lips with the remaining slick. The earthy taste and aroma filled my nostrils and mouth, and I slammed my lips on him, my tongue slipping inside him as my cock rammed into his channel. His body jolted, and his breath emerged in gasps as our tongues dueled and curled around one another.

I couldn't get enough of this elf, the man who had reached in and curled his fingers around my heart. But I wanted to study his expression as my dick claimed his ass, and I pulled back. His swollen lips, shiny with saliva, were ripe for sucking, and I tugged at the bottom one.

"I want more of you, if that's possible." He pushed hair off my brow.

"You can have all of me, for always."

Sparkle pulled his knees closer to his chest, lifting his ass while I penetrated him.

"I love your cock, Dan." Grunting and angling his hips so my dick slid even deeper, we both moaned, and he gripped me, the walls of his channel squeezing around my length. Heat radiated from Sparkle's body and sweat streamed into his belly button while droplets of the salty perspiration dripped from my chin and splattered on his midsection. I lapped it up, wanting to taste every part of him—slick, saliva, sweat—and his skin erupted in goosebumps.

"Watch." Sparkle glided a hand over his belly to his hard dick. He gripped it and tugged. My nostrils flared, and I rammed my cock into his hole. He pumped his length, matching my rhythm as I fucked him hard.

"You like watching?" His wicked grin and twinkling eyes ignited a fire in my belly. I wanted to claim Sparkle, to call him mine until I drew my last breath and beyond.

"I do," I panted. "But I like being inside you more. Like this." I withdrew, only the tip remaining, and waited. Sparkle's eyes grew wide, his chest heaved, and his mouth set in a hard line. And then I slammed into him, his breath emerging in a hard rush.

He arched his back when I thrust my cock onto him, again and again, and each time the heady sensations threatened to overwhelm me. Sparkle grunted, his come-hither gaze making my movements more frenzied. I plowed into him, each penetration lifting his body off the bed a little. He reached out and tapped my hard pointed nipple before tweaking it. The sensation of part pleasure, part pain befuddled my brain, leaving me euphoric and wanting more.

We spoke less, only whimpers and grunts emerging from our mouths. Sparkle's eyes closed while I shoved my dick into his depths, but the knot of anticipation in my belly swelled, and I was powerless to fight off the orgasm that hurtled toward me.

Sparkle's eyes snapped open, and his hands curled around my hair and tugged, delivering the same mixture of pleasure and pain as earlier. His body tensed, and he shouted he was going to come. While desire wanted my eyes closed, I pried them open as my mate, my one and only, came, and his cum erupted over us.

His hand released its grip on my hair as I thrust inside him, enjoying the last seconds as I teetered, before falling over the edge, my climax claiming me. My knot swelled and filled him as I rolled over with Sparkle on top, the pattering of his heart mimicking my own.

My wolf's claws extended, but I hesitated, not wanting to hurt him. Sparkle was a contradiction in some ways; capable, skilled, and energetic on the one hand, soft and vulnerable on the other. But he urged me to mark him, and blood trickled over his skin as my beast's claws dug into his flesh.

"I don't have claws, but I do have this." My mate lifted his arm and pointed to his bracelet. He held it in front of my face, and I experienced a zinging sensation in my head.

"There's an extra sparkle in your eyes."

"But I thought you couldn't do magic." I inspected the sparkly bracelet.

"I can't. This is something handed down in my family. The power is from my ancestors."

My mate had unbound power to love and create. Not all magic involved supernatural powers.