8. Carlton

We strolled out of the restaurant, fingers brushing against one another until Theo clasped my hand. A jolt of something like electricity surged through my veins, and my bear woke up, asking what had happened as he rubbed sleep from his eyes.

I want him to meet you.

Me too. Now he was wide awake.

But how to do this? It was dark, though in the city there were always bright lights illuminating the streets and sidewalks, but there were places where shadows shook their fists at the light and chased it away. Alleyways, deserted parks, dark corners, tunnels, and passageways.

But Theo was human, and he'd be wary of me leading him into the darkness. While he was an alpha, he didn't come across as someone who could beat up an assailant.

Huh? I'm not going to hurt him. My bear was indignant that I could think that.

My mind was wandering, and I wasn't thinking straight. He would be reluctant to follow me, a guy he hardly knew, into the farthest corner of the park at night. And if he did, I'd wonder at his lack of self-preservation skills and give him a talking to about stranger danger.

"It's a beautiful evening. Wanna go for a walk?" If he accepted, I still hadn't figured out how to do this. Doing a bear reveal in a building wasn't ideal, because even though my beast was well behaved, I couldn't predict the havoc he might create, especially if Theo freaked out.

"I have a better idea." He leaned close, his warm breath on my ear sending goosebumps parading over my skin. "Let's go back to my place."

All thoughts of revealing my bear vanished, except when my cock stiffened, my brain spasmed and I blurted out, "I was going to show you my beast."

Theo snorted and shoved a hand over his mouth, not that it stifled his giggle. When his shoulders stopped shaking, he poked the tip of his tongue between his lips. "That's the plan."

I studied him under the streetlight, his come-hither eyes burning brightly as slick streamed from my hole. Gods, if I didn't get my clothes off soon, there'd be a wet patch on my pants.

Theo shoved me against a shop front, its interior in darkness. His breathing was coming in spurts and starts, and he grimaced before mumbling an apology. "I'm sorry. I'm not that kind of alpha." There was a catch in his voice, almost a sob.

"No need to apologize, and I liked your passion." I cupped his cheek. "It matches my own."

He trailed kisses over my jaw, down my throat, and yanked my shirt back to nibble my shoulder. "Maybe you should show me your beast now, instead of waiting til we get to my place."

He wants to see me!

No, he doesn't. Go to sleep. I'd have to apologize to my bear later for being so abrupt.

Unzipping my pants, I pulled out my cock, confident the shadows and Theo's body were blocking me from any passersby. I took his hand and wrapped it about my length. He hissed, his mouth once again at my throat, and I almost stammered, "Bite me." But I couldn't trick this human into mating me.

Theo tugged at my cock, and I embraced the rough brick scratching my back that heightened my arousal and the tension between us. Gods, if he didn't stop, I'd come all over him. But I didn't want him to. Desire infected my mind and tossed away reason.

He pumped my length and whispered, "I wish I could shove my fingers in your ass, right here, right now." He bared his teeth, so close to my jaw, I wanted him to bite me and make me his. "Can we do that?"

He didn't wait for me to agree—I couldn't put two words together because lust choked me—but slid his hand inside my pants and briefs, first squeezing my ass and coating his hand in slick.

"Finger-fuck me," I begged, parting my legs and leaning forward, my head on his shoulder to give him access.

"Like this?" His teeth snapped as he eased a finger, or was it two, in my hole.

I bit his shirt, hoping the mouthful of fabric would muffle my groans while his finger slid in and out of me. My body trembled and began to sag, but Theo held me up and ground his crotch against me.

"Is this what you like?" His ragged voice had my body spasming, and I moaned. "Or perhaps more fingers." He inserted another digit and finger-fucked me hard. I squeezed around him and released my grip while my hand crept to the bulge in his pants. But my trembling fingers couldn't manage the zip, and Theo bucked his hips against me.

My eyes flicked open at a strangled sound behind Theo. Two men, their arms around one another, stared at us. One mumbled, "That's hot. Fucking on the street. Maybe we should try that," before taking off.

I didn't give a fuck that we'd been caught out ‘cause it was hot and having strangers watching us made it even hotter.

"Want my dick in you?" Theo choked out.

"Here?"

"Nah, much as I'd love to flip you around and plow into you, I also want privacy so we can get naked. I need you to part your ass cheeks so I can see that gorgeous hole."

As he spoke I bucked my hips so his fingers slid deeper into my hole, but I desperately wanted his length filling me. When he withdrew his hand from pumping my cock, I whimpered, and as his fingers slid out of me, tears threatened to spill. I'd never felt so alone, even though he was right here.

"Let's go." He draped an arm around my shoulder and hustled me along the sidewalk. I nuzzled the delicate skin on his throat and tried to climb him, making walking almost impossible.

After I parked the car, Theo took my hand and dragged me to his building, and when we crashed into the elevator, my mouth on his, I pulled him close, our bodies molded together. I would have dropped my pants and begged him to thrust into me, but the elevator dinged, and somehow we tumbled into his apartment. Thank gods he used a fingerprint door lock, no keys to fumble.

The kittens must have been asleep, and our clothes disappeared as if by magic, though my socks stayed on. Theo stalked across the room, reminding me of a wild animal.

"You're right." His narrowed eyes took in my stiff cock. "It is a beast. A big beautiful one."

I turned around and swaggered toward the bedroom, but he grabbed me and tossed me over the back of the sofa. He said, his voice now gravely, "Tell me if I'm too rough. There's something about you that I want to possess, to bond with, to capture and claim."

It was the mating instinct, not that he understood it, and this wasn't the time to bring it up. I needed his length in my ass.

"Do it," I grunted.

"Spread your cheeks like I asked."

Leaning forward, hoping he was getting an eyeful of my hole, I parted my cheeks and wriggled my butt. His cock nudged my entrance, his hand digging into the soft flesh on my hips. And then he thrust into me, not the tip or inch by inch, but he plunged into my depths. I gasped as he filled me and gulped mouthfuls of oxygen while I adjusted to his girth.

While I couldn't see his face, I recognized him talking through gritted teeth. "You're so tight."

My breath evened out, and I pushed back, his cock going even deeper in my channel. Glancing over my shoulder, I taunted him. "Show me what you can do, big boy." He was huge, and he was in me, and I wanted to be fucked hard.

Theo let go of my hips and grabbed the back of the couch. I tensed, waiting for him to pull out and ram his dick into me again. But he lapped the sweat from my skin and eased out. My legs trembled in anticipation and sweat trickled over my chest. Theo slid into me, one inch at a time, stretching me, and I welcomed him, crying out his name.

One hand moved to my ass and tapped it.

"You call that a smack?" I taunted.

His hand hit my bare skin, the flesh-on-flesh slap echoing around the room, and I grunted, "That's more like it." Despite the stinging, I relished the pain and pleasure combination and dug my fingers into the sofa fabric. "More, please."

His mouth was at my ear, his tongue probing the nooks and crannies. "I can predict the future, and there will be more slaps and a whole lot more fucking." He paused for breath, the warm air billowing over my ear. "But tonight, I want to fill and stretch you. Is that okay?"

I thrust my hips back, wallowing in the waves of pleasure washing over me as his cock rammed deep into my channel.

Theo grunted and rested his chin on my shoulder. "I love your hole." He hissed as I gripped around him, and he paused, sliding his lips down my spine. I stilled my movements, hoping I hadn't pushed him over the edge, as I wanted our fucking to continue.

Theo slid one hand to cradle my balls while his cock filled me. I shivered, the intensity of desire coursing through me now threatening to result in my own orgasm.

"Slowly, Theo," I panted. "I don't want to come too soon."

"We can't have that." He withdrew, inch by long inch, and those same inches slid back in, one at a time until he lodged inside me again. Slick slithered from my hole and dribbled down my leg, coating both me and Theo in slippery stickiness. He coated his hand in slick and trailed a wet finger down my spine as he eased his length in and out of my channel.

I rested my chest on the back of the couch and pushed my ass higher, enjoying the pressure from his fingers squeezing my flesh. "You still want me to go slow?" he said before licking along my spine. I trembled, my mind and body conflicted between coming or prolonging the exquisite pleasure that was his cock, his fingers dancing over my skin or his warm, wet tongue making my body tingle.

"Faster."

He slammed into me, and there was no more talk. Instead, we grunted, moaned, and whimpered when his length plunged into my depths.

We cried out together as he shoved a hand between me and the couch and clasped my cock, cum spurting over the fabric while he came deep inside me. His knot expanded, and we slid to the floor, a tangle of limbs, and held one another.

I never wanted to let him go.