Twenty-Five

Khush

I was surrounded by Dustin. His skin, his scent, his voice, his taste. Everything was him, and he was everything.

Slowly, I retracted my fangs, licking over the wound to close it. I didn't know what exactly Dustin felt when I bit him, but he'd explained it as a warm glow that filled him with pleasure, and that was more than enough motivation for me to bite him whenever he asked for it.

I spent a few moments longer licking and kissing the spot I'd bitten, making sure the wound stopped bleeding, before I pulled my head back and took a good look at my mate.

His eyes were half closed, his hands clutching lightly at my sides, his lips parted as soft, barely audible sounds escaped him. He rocked his hips up to meet my thrusts as if on autopilot, and his holes squeezed around my cocks in a rhythm that drew me closer and closer to my climax.

"Fuck, Dustin. You look so fucking perfect. If I could freeze this moment just like this..." I trailed off with a shake of my head, and Dustin forced his eyes open with visible effort, then gave me a little taste of that sass I loved so much.

"You do know there's a thing called a camera, right?"

Chuckling, I leaned closer to press a kiss to his lips, and his arms snapped tight around me like a trap, holding me to him as he deepened the kiss. I moaned into his mouth, speeding up my thrusts as I felt my orgasm drawing close.

"Are you saying," I groaned as he bit my lower lip, punishing me for trying to talk when he clearly wanted to continue kissing him, "you'll let me take a picture of you sometime?"

Dustin gazed up at me as he breathed choppily, his nostrils flaring as his lungs tried to pull in more oxygen. "As long as you keep them to yourself, maybe."

Groaning at the thought of taking pictures of a sex-rumpled Dustin with his flushed cheeks, glassy eyes, and bruised neck, I kissed him again as I drove deeper and deeper inside him, determined to give him the best orgasm he'd ever had.

Dustin's fingers scraped against my back, nails digging into my skin. I was pretty sure he'd scratched me hard enough to make me bleed, and the sharp sting of pain pushed me even closer to my release.

"Are you close?" I asked against Dustin's lips, and he nodded quickly, a sharp whine escaping his lips as I thrust deep inside him.

My pace became punishingly hard after that as I chased both our climaxes, and when Dustin started shuddering and shaking in my arms, it didn't take long before I was spilling inside him too, filling both his holes with my cum as I kept slowly thrusting into him.

As my climax drew to an end, I wrapped my tail around us both, binding us together as my cocks stayed inside Dustin. It was a mating instinct that I hadn't felt with anyone else ever before. Maybe it was a fated mates thing, but the naga in me insisted on holding Dustin close and making sure my release stayed inside him for as long as possible.

Dustin hummed softly as he nuzzled my neck, his limbs loose and relaxed under me. I turned us around so he was on top and not being crushed by my weight, and he sighed happily, too sated to care as I manhandled him.

"You okay?" I asked, running my fingers through his sweaty hair and pushing it away from his face.

Dustin hummed again, apparently unable—or unwilling—to form any words. I smiled down at him, then reached over to flick off the lamp, dousing us into almost complete darkness as the moon shone down at us from above.

Tightening my arms around Dustin, I pressed a kiss on top of his head, smiling when his lips puckered against my neck and he gave me a kiss in return.

He mumbled something against my neck, and I wondered if he was asleep already because his words were completely illegible.

"What did you say, sweetheart?"

He raised his head a little and I could see that it took real effort. My mate needed some sleep, stat. "I said, 'I wonder if I could bite you too.'"

I raised my brows, surprised by the question. "Do you want to bite me?"

Dustin shrugged almost imperceptibly, as if that was all he had the energy to do. "Maybe."

"Well, you can bite me if you want," I told him, and he sighed before snuggling into my neck again.

I jerked in surprise when Dustin's teeth scraped against my neck, and then laughed. "I didn't mean now ."

Dustin grumbled nonsensically but didn't try to bite me again, though he stayed snuggled into my neck. I'd never seen Dustin so...comfortable. Usually, after we had sex, he either fell asleep almost instantly, or insisted on covering up since he got cold easily, but right then, he was doing neither. He seemed happy to just lie there, and I didn't mind it one bit.

We stayed like that for a while, and once my instincts relaxed, I unwound my tail from around us and slowly slid out of Dustin.

Like him, I'd been prepared today, and I reached over the side of the bed for the wet cloth I'd brought up with me. It was cold now, but still wet, so I held onto it for a moment, hoping my skin would warm it up a little.

"It's a bit cold," I warned Dustin as I wiped him down, and he shivered before snuggling closer to me. Apparently, if I wanted to do anything now, I'd have to do it with Dustin attached to my front. Not that I had any interest in getting out of bed.

Once I'd wiped him clean, I threw the cloth into the new laundry basket Dustin had placed into the bedroom—because "we're not heathens, Khush!"—before wrapping my arms around him.

Pressing a kiss into his hair, I breathed in his scent and closed my eyes, letting sleep take me as Dustin started dozing in my arms.

Dustin

When I woke up the next morning, I was still splayed over Khush, my arms hanging off his sides as my legs straddled his tail. I winced as I realized I'd been drooling, and pushed myself up on an elbow to wipe the drool off Khush's neck before he woke.

So sexy, Dustin , I scoffed at myself, but then thinking of sexy led me to sex, and that reminded me of what we did last night, and my whole body heated up at the memory.

Fuck, it'd been so hot. Having Khush inside me, inside both my holes, while his fangs sank into my throat...He'd claimed me in every possible way, and it'd been marvelous.

I pressed my palm to my throat, and hissed at the pain, then smiled at the physical reminder of the night we'd had. I didn't know why, but I liked having Khush's mark on me. It was primal, and it should feel demeaning to be claimed in such a visible way, but it didn't. It just made my heart feel full, and every time I brushed my fingers over the mark and felt that little bite of pain, it turned me on.

"Mph," Khush mumbled as his eyelids fluttered, and then yellow-brown eyes met mine as a smile curved his lips.

"Good morning," he murmured in a soft-as-sin voice, then reached up to place his hand above mine, his expression turning worried. "Does it hurt?"

"A little," I answered with a smile, "I kinda like it. Is that weird?"

Khush's eyes widened imperceptibly, and he shook his head. "No, not weird. It's fucking hot, though."

I chuckled, then leaned forward to kiss him, keeping it chaste. Morning breath was no joke, and as much as I loved Khush, that wasn't something I could budge on. Thankfully, he seemed to feel the same, because after I pulled back, he simply gathered me in his arms, holding me close.

"We'll be late for breakfast," I murmured after a few minutes of silence, and Khush wriggled around for a moment before his arms returned around me.

"Nah, we have time," he assured me, and I sighed happily, sinking into him.

Before I met Khush, I'd always preferred to be active. If I wasn't working, I'd be out drinking or hanging out with Quest, or playing with Scrappy or gaming online. I was always on the go. Maybe I'd been trying to run from myself, or the loneliness that had always seemed to have a hold on me.

Past me never would've felt comfortable lying in bed doing nothing like this, but past me hadn't had a handsome, loving man to cuddle with either, so I couldn't really blame him.

"I love you," I said, not needing a special moment to tell this man how I felt. If I had it my way, I'd start every sentence with those words.

Khush startled a little under me, as if he still wasn't used to hearing those words directed at him. His arms tightened around me, and he kissed my hair. I could hear the smile in his voice when he replied, "I love you too."

"If we had a kid, what would we name them?" I asked after a while, and Khush made a strangled sound.

"Uh, I haven't really thought that far ahead. Do you have any ideas?"

I rested my chin on Khush's chest so I could see him, and gave him a sheepish smile. "I've thought about it a little. I don't have any particular names in mind just yet, but I know I want to name them something unisexual. So if they ever realize they identify differently than what they were assigned at birth, they won't have to change their name."

While I loved my name now, legally getting it changed from my deadname had been a pain in the ass. If my deadname hadn't been so obviously feminine that everyone kept misgendering me because of it, I'd have kept it just to save myself all that trouble.

"That's a good idea. I'm sure we'll come up with a whole bunch of names when we need them," Khush said, and I smiled, nodding slowly.

No one ever imagines that some day all of their wildest dreams would come true. Or if they do, it's usually with a thought in the back of their mind telling them 'It's a nice fantasy, but we know it's never gonna happen.'

Well, for me it did happen. It was happening right now, and it would continue to happen for the rest of my life. Because this life I was making with Khush? This was all I'd ever wanted. A loving partner, a home to call our own, some great friends, and half a dozen kids to round everything out. I had almost everything, and I knew the last thing on the list would happen sooner or later too.

"Okay, we should get up now," Khush said, interrupting my sappy thoughts, and I groaned as I pushed myself up on my arms.

"Do we have to?"

"We don't, if you don't mind doing the dishes again," Khush said with a raised brow, and I scowled at him as I slid off him, then stood up, stretching my arms above my head.

When I looked down, Khush was watching me with definite heat in his eyes, and I felt my cheeks go hot. "Stop staring at me and get up," I told him as I turned around and hurried down the stairs.

Once we'd showered and dressed in fresh clothes, we left the cabin, making our way through the Forest like every day. Silas and Touya met us halfway, and Keoni clattered in a minute later, and as we greeted each other good morning and chatted about nothing, my heart felt full and happy and completely content.

A lifetime of this didn't sound bad at all.