Accidentally on Porpoise

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Authors: Tymber Dalton
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plenty to his hole before slowly settling down on Emery’s hard shaft. Once it was seated all the way inside him, he reached up and played with his nipples. “Get me off, too,” he hoarsely begged.
    Emery grabbed Sean’s cock and slowly stroked. “Fuck me, baby. Fuck me as hard as you want.” He cupped Sean’s sac with his other hand and gently massaged it, lightly squeezing and making Sean moan.
    Sean started moving, slowly at first before gaining speed. The sound of their flesh slapping together filled the room, along with the musky-sweet smell of their passion.
    Through clenched teeth, Emery said, “I’m gonna blow soon.”
    Sean didn’t hold back, willingly letting Emery’s skilled fingers milk his cock. He felt it building, deep inside him, intensified by the feel of the head of Emery’s enormous shaft gliding along his gland at the top of every stroke. He pulled on his nipples, pinching them to drive his orgasm harder, faster, closer, until it erupted and his cum splattered all over Emery’s chest and hands.
    Emery let go and grabbed Sean’s hips, thrusting up hard and fast to meet him. Then he let out a cry as Sean felt him flooding his insides with his hot seed. Panting and exhausted, he collapsed on Emery’s chest with the other man’s cock still buried in his ass.
    Emery’s arms closed around him, fingers gently stroking his back, his face buried in Sean’s hair. “Forever, mate,” Emery whispered. “I’m never letting you go.”
    Sean closed his eyes and nuzzled his lips against the hollow at the base of Emery’s throat. “Good. That’s fine with me.”
    * * * *
    Emery lay there, feeling happier and more content than he could ever remember. As Sean fell asleep in his arms, he closed his eyes and opened his senses, listening to the sound of Sean’s pulse thrumming in his veins, the air passing in and out his lungs, the tangy scent of their lovemaking mixed with the slightly floral aroma of Sean’s shampoo.
    He didn’t move until he was positive Sean was deeply asleep. Carefully, he rolled to his side and climbed out of bed to clean up. Sean was so exhausted he didn’t even move when Emery wiped him down with a warm washcloth before returning to snuggle with him in bed.
    Happiness aside, he’d have to deal with his parents tomorrow.
    And Erik.
    In a way, his friend’s betrayal saddened him more than angered him. He’d thought of anyone Erik would have been the one to understand.
    I wonder if he’s more pissed off that I mated with a human, or just that I mated with someone other than him?
    Either way, it wasn’t his problem. He’d never lied to Erik, never led him on. Had Erik come to him with joyful news that he’d mated, regardless of who or what the person was, he would have been happy for him.
    They’d known each other since they were little kids, before they could even shift. They’d always had each other’s back.
    After placing a kiss on Sean’s head, he closed his eyes and tried to sleep. He’d deal with tomorrow then. Tonight was for falling asleep with his mate secure in his arms.

Chapter Nine
    Sean awoke disoriented when the alarm went off at 4:15 a.m. the next morning. He sat up and tried to reach over to slap at the clock and hit the snooze button, but he stumbled over a big, warm, good-smelling roadblock. He let out a startled cry and fell on the lump sharing his bed. It was then his brain connected the pleasant aches in his ass and elsewhere in his body with the man lying next to him who let out a startled cry of his own when Sean landed on him.
    Sean managed to silence the alarm by hitting the snooze button. “Sorry,” he mumbled to Emery. “I didn’t mean to wake you up.”
    Even in the dark Emery managed to latch his lips onto Sean’s. “Good morning.” Emery’s voice sounded even more delicious, deep and husky and sleep-slurred.
    Sean stretched and slowly crawled out of bed. He ached in places he wasn’t used to aching. Not just his ass, but his

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