chin. “Reminding me of what?”
“Of what’s waiting for you when you get home.”
“I can’t wait.” He kissed her goodbye, nodded at his brother, and left. As he pulled out of the garage, he debated calling in sick. But then again, he couldn’t keep doing that. He did need to earn a living, especially now that he’d found his mate. He didn’t want her or their family to ever want for anything. And perhaps someday, in the near future, Tera would become pregnant with a cub, and their family would grow.
Melo looked forward to that day.
* * * * *
Friday evening after work, Melo stood under the shower, one palm pressed against the wall and the other absently washing his stomach as exhaustion pulled on him. He just wanted to fall into bed and sleep for a week. It had been a busy few days, working and then coming home to Tera and staying up late to make love to her. None of them had gotten much sleep at night, but Tera and Tahlon had the luxury of sleeping in if they wanted to.
A cool breeze moved through the shower stall as the glass door opened and then shut and Tera slid behind him. He turned to face her, taking in her beautiful body and her eyes that were now dark violet and filled with desire. Lifting her hands into the spray, she tilted her head back until her hair was wet and the front of her body slick with hot water. All his exhaustion fled as he stared down at her. There wasn’t anything more he wanted to do now than touch his sweetheart and share this time with her. Just the two of them.
“Need some help, baby?” She took the bar of soap from his hand and lathered her hands, slipping the soap onto the holder and pressing her hands to his shoulders.
Her hands massaged his shoulders lightly, her thumbs tracing his collarbone before her palms slid down the front of his chest. Her fingers rubbed at his nipples, tracing them in quick circles until they hardened into sensitive points.
She moved her hands down his sides, touching the ridges of his abdomen and circling his navel, before following the narrow path of hair down to his swollen cock.
Pausing only long enough to lather her hands again, Melo’s head tipped back, and his mouth fell open as her hot, soapy hands closed around his cock. She pumped him, stroking along his length. He pressed his back against the cool tile wall. He dropped his head so he could watch her small hands wrapped around him. Her movements were slow and exploring, as her fingers ran the length of him, circling the thick crown and following the sensitive underside. One hand cupped his balls, massaging them with a gentle touch.
She shifted slightly so that the water hit the front of his body and washed away the soap, and then she slipped down to her knees in front of him. He’d never seen anything quite so erotic in his life as his mate on her knees, her pink tongue darting out to lap at the droplets of water on his cock. Opening her mouth wide, she cast her gaze up to him, her eyes glowing with passion. Her mouth was hot and wet, and she moved her tongue around him, making little pleased humming sounds, as if he were the most delicious thing she’d ever had in her mouth. He slid his hand through her wet hair, his hips shifting in time to the movement of her head as she took him as far into her mouth as she could before moving slowly up his length until she was just sucking on the head. One of her hands dug into his thigh, and he saw her shoulders move slightly and realized that she was touching herself.
He barely stopped himself from coming.
“Sweetheart,” he murmured, tugging lightly on her hair until her eyes focused on him. They were glazed with passion, bright and excited.
His cock slipped from the hot confines of her mouth, and he helped her to her feet, bringing the fingers of her left hand to his mouth and sucking on them. Her mouth was parted, her lips swollen, and she panted for breath, watching
“Of what’s waiting for you when you get home.”
“I can’t wait.” He kissed her goodbye, nodded at his brother, and left. As he pulled out of the garage, he debated calling in sick. But then again, he couldn’t keep doing that. He did need to earn a living, especially now that he’d found his mate. He didn’t want her or their family to ever want for anything. And perhaps someday, in the near future, Tera would become pregnant with a cub, and their family would grow.
Melo looked forward to that day.
* * * * *
Friday evening after work, Melo stood under the shower, one palm pressed against the wall and the other absently washing his stomach as exhaustion pulled on him. He just wanted to fall into bed and sleep for a week. It had been a busy few days, working and then coming home to Tera and staying up late to make love to her. None of them had gotten much sleep at night, but Tera and Tahlon had the luxury of sleeping in if they wanted to.
A cool breeze moved through the shower stall as the glass door opened and then shut and Tera slid behind him. He turned to face her, taking in her beautiful body and her eyes that were now dark violet and filled with desire. Lifting her hands into the spray, she tilted her head back until her hair was wet and the front of her body slick with hot water. All his exhaustion fled as he stared down at her. There wasn’t anything more he wanted to do now than touch his sweetheart and share this time with her. Just the two of them.
“Need some help, baby?” She took the bar of soap from his hand and lathered her hands, slipping the soap onto the holder and pressing her hands to his shoulders.
Her hands massaged his shoulders lightly, her thumbs tracing his collarbone before her palms slid down the front of his chest. Her fingers rubbed at his nipples, tracing them in quick circles until they hardened into sensitive points.
She moved her hands down his sides, touching the ridges of his abdomen and circling his navel, before following the narrow path of hair down to his swollen cock.
Pausing only long enough to lather her hands again, Melo’s head tipped back, and his mouth fell open as her hot, soapy hands closed around his cock. She pumped him, stroking along his length. He pressed his back against the cool tile wall. He dropped his head so he could watch her small hands wrapped around him. Her movements were slow and exploring, as her fingers ran the length of him, circling the thick crown and following the sensitive underside. One hand cupped his balls, massaging them with a gentle touch.
She shifted slightly so that the water hit the front of his body and washed away the soap, and then she slipped down to her knees in front of him. He’d never seen anything quite so erotic in his life as his mate on her knees, her pink tongue darting out to lap at the droplets of water on his cock. Opening her mouth wide, she cast her gaze up to him, her eyes glowing with passion. Her mouth was hot and wet, and she moved her tongue around him, making little pleased humming sounds, as if he were the most delicious thing she’d ever had in her mouth. He slid his hand through her wet hair, his hips shifting in time to the movement of her head as she took him as far into her mouth as she could before moving slowly up his length until she was just sucking on the head. One of her hands dug into his thigh, and he saw her shoulders move slightly and realized that she was touching herself.
He barely stopped himself from coming.
“Sweetheart,” he murmured, tugging lightly on her hair until her eyes focused on him. They were glazed with passion, bright and excited.
His cock slipped from the hot confines of her mouth, and he helped her to her feet, bringing the fingers of her left hand to his mouth and sucking on them. Her mouth was parted, her lips swollen, and she panted for breath, watching
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