Zeke hums. “Alright, because you asked so nicely. You can have exactly what you want. No more teasing.”
“Thank all the fucking gods,” I say with a long, drawn out groan. Zeke pushes inside of me and I close my eyes, enjoying the sensation of being penetrated, of feeling so stretched and full. Gods, this is literally perfection. Nothing has ever felt this good before or ever will again. This is like seeing the face of god.
“Gods, you always feel so perfect.”
“Literally made for you,” I babble, doing my best to wrap my legs around Zeke’s waist. “Made for you to be inside me. Never wanna come without you in me. Fuck, Zeke. Can’t get enough.”
“I love it when you get like this,” Zeke says, finally starting to move inside of me. He pulls my hips into his lap as best as he can, fucking into me with long, slow strokes. It hits my insides just right to have my toes curling in pleasure. “You’re so desperate and needy. It’s like you’re drunk off my cock. I could ask anything of you and you’d say yes in order to come.”
Zeke’s movements pick up speed, fucking into me harder. I cry out in pleasure, feeling my cock throb, my balls drawing up tight as my orgasm rushes towards me. Zeke touches my cock but I quickly bat his hand away.
“No. No touching. Just keeping fucking me, just like this. Wanna come from your cock alone.”
“Gods, you look amazing like this. Whining and panting. Fuck. You’re so desperate for it, aren’t you, baby?”
“Yes. Please, Zeke. Make me come. I’m so close. Harder.”
Zeke doubles his efforts, the sound of his hips slapping against my ass mixes with the sound of our moans and my whimpers. The room grows thick with the scent of our lust mixing with our sweat. I feel drunk off of it. Desperate in a way I only feel when I’m around Zeke.
With one hand gripping my hip so tight it’ll leave a mark later, Zeke uses the other to tweak at my nipple. The slight pain mixes with my pleasure.
“Zeke! Fuck!” I cry out as I’m overwhelmed, my head dunking under the waves of pleasure washing over me. My cock jolts, spurting cum across my swollen middle, my ass clamping down on Zeke’s dick.
“That’s it. Let it all out. Feel it all,” my mate says, punctuating his words with hard thrusts, nailing my prostate over and over until I’m crying out with how over sensitive everything is. I’m completely wrung dry, sated to my very core.
“Fuck,” I whisper, hissing out a sharp breath as Zeke pulls himself free of my ass. He leans down, licking all of my cum off of my belly. I stare down at him with wide eyes, my cock giving a vaillant twitch despite being completely sated already.
Zeke lays on his side beside me, pulling me into a kiss. He pushes my cum into my mouth and I moan around his tongue, my stomach flipping almost violently by how hot that is. There’s something about cum that Zeke gets really into, always wanting to lick it up and rub it into our skin. Fuck, I love it.
As we kiss, I reach down and grab hold of Zeke’s erection. It’s still covered with my slick, making my strokes silky smooth. He moans into my mouth, his hips fucking into the grip I’m providing.
“That’s it. I want it, Zeke. Mark what’s yours,” I tell him between fevered kisses. I stroke him, making sure his cock is pressed against my swollen belly. “Give it to me.”
Zeke makes a broken noise into my mouth as his body goes tense. I feel him come across my belly, his cum warm against my skin. His hand reaches between us, rubbing his cum into my belly, bringing some of it to my soft cock and covering that as well.
I feel claimed. I feel loved.
“I love you,” I tell him between kisses that are slowly growing less out of control with lust and more soft with affection. “I love you, Zeke.”
Zeke pulls back, his eyes wide. “Oh, Casper,” he breathes out, his face breaking out into a grin. “I love you too. I love you so fucking much.”
“I was so nervous when we met,” I find myself saying, my heart racing against my ribs. I’ve known I loved Zeke for a while now but was too nervous to tell him until now, in this perfect bubble of post orgasm peace. “I was so worried you’d be upset to be stuck with someone like me. But now I’m just so thankful that Lady Fate crossed our paths. I can’t imagine a better mate.”
Zeke’s hand touches my cheek, stroking just under my eye. “I feel the same way across the board, baby. I was so nervous you’d be upset with me, especially before you knew my true face. You’ve surprised me at every turn. I love you, Casper.”
We kiss again, this time without an ounce of the overwhelming lust I was feeling before. That’s been replaced by warm fondness. I love this man more than words can say and he loves me right back.
“Our baby is so lucky to have you as their dad.”
Zeke grins from ear to ear, almost literally with how wide his true mouth stretches. It makes butterflies go wild inside my stomach. Before I can make a comment about how cute I find his smile, my phone is ringing.
“Oh shit,” I gasp out, flipping over and grabbing my phone.
“Don’t answer that,” Zeke tries to say but it’s too late. I answer the call, smiling at my cousins as their faces pop up on the screen.
“Hi!”
“Hey, everyone! Wait,” Harbor says, putting his face even closer to the screen. “Casper? Are you naked?”
I look down at myself, flushing when I realize duh, yeah, I am currently naked. “Umm?”
“Oh my gods,” Willow starts giggling. “Is that Zeke next to you? Where you guys fucking?”
Jude lets out a long sigh. “Please tell me you didn’t stop fucking to answer this call.”
“I didn’t! I wouldn’t do that!”
“I bet he just finished,” Bently says with a warm chuckle.
I quickly pull the blanket over my chest, my cheeks bright red. “So anyway,” I say, trying to get the conversation off of me. “How is everyone? Harbor?” I clear my throat. “You look like you’re glowing!”
“I know what you’re doing,” Harbor says, smiling into the camera. “But I’m willing to talk about myself! We need to compare notes because you’re only a few weeks more along than I am!”
I sit back and listen as Harbor talks about his mate and how wonderful he is. He tells us about his pregnancy and how everything is going. I can’t wait until we all meet up again. This time, there’ll be a handful more babies to pass around than there was last time.
Bently tells us that he’s finally left Harbor’s place. He apparently knows where to find his mate and spark. Lucky bastard. I’m surprised he didn’t head their way the moment he knew, but he’s always been the most level headed one of us all.
As I listen, I can’t help but smile, completely content. Sure, leaving my cousins was hard, but finding my place here has been good. It’s been better than good, it’s been perfect. My life here with Ray, Page, and Zeke is wonderful. I finally feel like I’m at home, like I’m where I’m supposed to be.
