Chapter 36

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

Rule Number 43 - In the event of a change in dynamic, i.e. a relationship is established between feeder and client, the contract is considered void.

Avery seriously needed to look into why he had no filter around Ozen. He regretted his stupid comment the minute it came out of his mouth, but he was embarrassed and confused. And stupidly hopeful that what Ozen was saying was true. He was Ozen’s mate? It didn’t feel possible. Avery didn’t deserve someone so perfect, not after lying to him for weeks about what he was feeling.

“No, firefly. The way I feel about you is so much more than a crush,” Ozen assured him. Then he followed it up with a kiss so full of passion that Avery moaned in response.

Ozen ripped his mouth away suddenly, his breathing harsh and a pained look crossing over his face. It took Avery a second to remember that Ozen hadn’t fed since that night in the middle of the week when he showed up and rode him. He had to be hungry. Avery cupped his cheek, soothing him with a chaste kiss.

“You should feed. It’s been a while. We can keep talking afterward.”

Ozen looked torn, and it soothed a little of Avery’s hurt feelings to see how much Ozen cared about making things right with him. But Avery wouldn’t be able to focus, knowing that Ozen was starving the whole time.

Since Ozen didn’t seem willing to make the first move, Avery decided to take the lead for once. He nudged Ozen’s shoulder, forcing him onto his back. He straddled Ozen’s waist, leaning to give him a slow and passionate kiss. Now that Ozen had broken the seal on that particular act, Avery never wanted to stop. He loved kissing Ozen, loved the way their tongues tangled, and the way his belly clenched with need whenever Ozen sucked on his tongue. He nipped teasingly at Ozen’s bottom lip, drawing a groan from the incubus. It seemed to be the tipping point, and Ozen finally relaxed, his hands coming into play, sliding up Avery’s legs to grip the cheeks of his behind.

Avery groaned when Ozen’s magic latched onto him. His kisses grew more needy, and when Ozen tugged at the hem of his shirt, he lifted his arms eagerly. Ozen was in a suit, sans a tie, and it took a few minutes of hasty movements to get all the buttons undone without ripping the shirt open like he wanted to. Ozen wasn’t helping, breaking the kiss to trail more down Avery’s neck and shoulder. Ozen knew all the right places to make Avery moan, and it was really hard to concentrate when Ozen was licking his neck.

He finally got Ozen’s shirt and jacket off, and this time, when he ran his hands over Ozen’s skin, the incubus didn’t stop him. He smiled indulgently, letting Avery explore, and he didn’t rush him to hurry things along. Avery took advantage of his charitable mood, kissing and touching every inch of him until Ozen’s slacks got in his way. Frustrated with the interruption, Avery wrestled with the button and zipper, his face flushing when it took a little too long.

Ozen’s hands came up to stop him, and he cupped Avery’s cheek with a look of adoration on his face that made Avery’s heart skip a beat.

“We’ve got all the time in the world, firefly. I’m not going anywhere.”

Avery hadn’t realized he needed to hear that until Ozen said it. He melted, leaning into Ozen’s hand and moving willingly when Ozen pulled him back down for another kiss. With Ozen’s help this time, Avery managed to strip them both, groaning at the delightful feeling of skin on skin. Their cocks brushed together, making Avery moan and Ozen shiver. His grip on Avery’s ass tightened encouragingly, and Avery slowly rolled his hips, gasping at the sensation.

They stayed that way for a while, mouths fused and hips grinding, until Avery was breathless and desperate for release. When Ozen’s fingers teased over his hole, Avery shuddered and pulled away with a whimper.

“I want you…”

“You have me, firefly.”

He shook his head. That wasn’t what he meant, but it was hard to get the words right when his mind was all lust fogged and horny. He came willingly for another kiss, but pulled away again when Ozen teased over his hole again.

“Ozen…” Avery whined.

“Tell me what you want. I’ll give you anything.”

“I want you inside me,” Avery begged. Fingers weren’t enough this time. Avery hadn’t stopped thinking about what it’d be like since Ozen rode him the other night. He wanted to feel Ozen inside him, to know what that ribbed skin felt like against his hole. He felt almost desperate for it. He reached between them, trying to mimic what Ozen had done the other night, but Ozen stopped him before he could sink down.

“Incubi don’t need prep, firefly, but humans do. Lie on your back. Let me get you ready for me.”

Avery didn’t have a chance to feel embarrassed before he was flipped onto his back and distracted with Ozen’s mouth on his. His mouth nipped and teased, keeping Avery distracted while Ozen’s fingers played with his ass. Avery loved Ozen’s fingers. The incubus knew just how to play him to get him the most amount of pleasure. But Avery wanted more than just fingers, and it didn’t take long for Ozen to get him close. He tried to push Ozen’s fingers away with a whine.

“I don’t want to come yet. I want you inside me first.”

Ozen’s chuckle sent shivers up his spine. “Even if you came now, I wouldn’t deny you what you want. I would keep going until you were delirious with pleasure.”

“Getting there,” Avery admitted, moaning when Ozen teased his prostate. “Still want you inside me first.”

“As you wish,” Ozen purred. Literally purred. It was the sexiest thing Avery had ever heard, but he didn’t have time to enjoy it. Ozen’s fingers slipped free and Avery tensed when the head of his cock brushed against him instead. It was entirely instinctual, Avery knew Ozen wouldn’t actually hurt him, but his body still tensed automatically.

“Relax, firefly. I won’t hurt you. I would never hurt you.”

Avery let himself be distracted by Ozen’s mouth, wrapping his arms around Ozen’s shoulders to keep him close. Ozen waited until he was relaxed, making needy noises against his lips, before sinking slowly inside of him.

Ozen didn’t lie when he said he wouldn’t hurt him, but he failed to mention just how much Avery would enjoy it. His back arched and his mouth fell open in surprise, his fingers scrambling for purchase on Ozen’s shoulders as the incubus sank in to the hilt.

“O-Ozen!”

He thought their last encounter had been good, but it was nothing compared to this. Avery’s hole throbbed with the ridges of Ozen’s cock. It was so intense, he nearly came instantly. It was Ozen’s hand around the base of his cock that kept him from exploding.

“Oh gods, oh gods, oh gods!”

Ozen’s chuckle was deep and throaty, his voice gone all husky as he murmured against Avery’s ear. “You like my cock in your ass?”

“Yes! Yes! Ohhhh…”

Desperation filled Avery’s veins with every thrust of Ozen’s hips. It took no time at all before he couldn’t take any more. He pleaded for Ozen to let him come, wailing so loud the windows rattled when Ozen finally released Avery’s cock. It only took one stroke of Ozen’s hand for Avery to come, his eyes going blind from the pleasure.

Instead of feeling relief, though, the continued thrust of Ozen’s hips only dragged things out. Avery didn’t have a chance to soften, his dick staying rock hard despite his explosive finish. He whimpered, clinging to Ozen’s back when Ozen slowed and grimaced.

“What’s… wrong…?” he panted.

“Nothing,” Ozen gritted out, but his face said otherwise. His fangs were back, his eyes looked wild, and his glamor kept flickering on and off. Something was definitely wrong.

Avery cupped his cheek, drawing Ozen’s attention. The kiss he gave him was soft, more reassuring, and Ozen melted into it with a sigh.

“Tell me what’s wrong.”

“I… I want to bite you. It’s something only mates do, and I’ve felt the urge since we met, but–”

“Do it,” Avery urged.

Ozen looked stunned, his whole body tense. “Avery, you don’t understand–”

“Yes, I do,” Avery protested. “We still have a lot to talk about, because I’m sure there’s more, but it won’t change anything. I want you. I have since the day I met you. I’d be happy to be your mate.”

Ozen had never heard more perfect words. He stared at Avery, looking for any signs of apprehension or dishonesty, but there were none. His smile was soft and reassuring, and he stroked a thumb over Ozen’s cheek, soothing his anxiety. When Ozen crashed his lips against Avery’s, his mate met him just as enthusiastically, moaning in delight as Ozen’s hips began moving again. He couldn’t help himself. There was nothing more perfect than being inside his mate.

Like every time he was with Avery, the urge to sink his teeth into Avery’s creamy skin was overwhelming. It was even worse now that he had Avery’s permission. He could only hold out for a few moments before the need was too great to ignore. He dragged his mouth from the sinful delight of Avery’s lips, kissing his way down the column of Avery’s neck. His heart thundered in his ears at the implication of biting Avery, and he questioned himself on whether it was truly the right thing to do to accept Avery’s encouragement while he was in the throes of passion. But then Avery tipped his head to the side to give Ozen more room and instinct took over.

Avery flinched for only a moment before his body stiffened and his nails dug into Ozen’s shoulders. Ozen felt it, too. Each pull of suction, each swallow of Avery’s blood, sent waves of pleasure crashing against them both. Avery was silent at first, the shock of it catching him off guard, but when Ozen’s hips started moving again, his pleasured cries filled the room. It was too intense for either of them to bear for long, and they came together, Ozen’s cum filling Avery’s channel as Avery’s covered his chest and stomach. It dragged on and on until Ozen finally released Avery’s neck. Avery melted into the mattress, but before he fell into a sex coma, Ozen needed to finish what they’d started.

He quickly pierced his tongue with his fang, kissing Avery hard to share his blood. He didn’t need much, just enough to start the bonding process. Avery was too tired to question him, his kisses lazy and his body pliant and sated.

Ozen would have been content to stay like that all night, trading languid kisses and just being close with him, but a pounding at the door made them both tense.

“Police! Open up!”

A snarl ripped through him, fury filling his veins at being interrupted. Avery went rigid beneath him, fear and worry erasing all his relaxed energy. That only pissed him off more, and he pulled away from Avery, storming to answer the door without pausing to get dressed. The officers, a griffin and a wolf shifter, both jumped back in surprise at Ozen’s growl.

“What?”

Both men zeroed in on Ozen’s mouth, no doubt still covered in blood. The wolf shifter reached for his weapon, but before he could touch it and piss Ozen off any further, the griffin stopped him with a hand raised.

“Hold on. You wouldn’t be in the middle of a mating, would you?”

“That’s correct,” Ozen snapped. He had no patience right now and wanted nothing more than to climb back into bed with his Avery. The lights flickered with his annoyance. He’d been starving before they started, but truly being with his mate for the first time left him full of energy and magic and beyond satisfied. It also made him dangerous, and the griffin recognized that.

He cleared his throat, wincing when Ozen snarled when his gaze shifted in Avery’s direction. They wouldn’t be able to see Avery from here, but mated pairs were notoriously possessive, and he didn’t want either man looking at his mate.

“Are they awake?” the griffin asked carefully.

Ozen dipped his chin once, still glaring at the pair.

The griffin raised his voice, his eyes locked on Ozen even as he called out into the apartment. “Uh, sorry to interrupt. We got a few phone calls. Your neighbors were worried you were being hurt. If I could just get you to confirm that you are in fact mating and not in any danger, we can be out of your hair.”

A shuffling sound alerted Ozen that Avery was moving, though he didn’t look away from the two at the door, not while his instincts were telling him they were a threat to his mate. He waited for Avery to approach, wrapped in a sheet and blushing dark red, his own mouth smeared with blood.

“Uh, yes. We were, um… mating. Sorry. I didn't realize–”

The griffin shook his head, cutting him off. “No need to apologize. Extenuating circumstances and all that. You two have a pleasant night.”

Ozen didn’t wait for them to leave before he slammed the door. He turned, pulling Avery into his arms, and listened to the officers bickering as they walked away.

“What the hell? We’re just going to leave? You’re not even going to cite them for noise violations?”

“You’re young, kid. A good rule of thumb I’ve learned over the years is that you never ever interrupt a mating unless you want to die. Let’s go. The neighbors will understand once we explain it to ‘em.”

Ozen didn’t really care what the neighbors said or thought. And it didn't really matter. After tonight, Avery would come home with him. His wards also included sound proofing. Avery could be as loud as he wanted once they were home. Then it would be Ozen’s goal to make his mate scream in pleasure every night.