Chapter Twelve
Locus
I rolled over in my sleep, burrowing deeper into the soft sheets and fluffy comforters, pulling them over my head to shut out the brilliant sunlight warming my cheek. It must be at least nine to have the sun so high. Trying to think if that was okay, if I had to get up and get moving, I stiffened and sat up straight, the covers falling to my waist.
Bed. I was in a bed. I’d awakened on the leafy forest floor for so long, the very fact I lay in a bed was enough to make my head spin. I’d only been in human form for less than a day, but what a day!
Last time I walked on two legs, I did it as a youth, part of a big family who hadn’t even considered meeting his mate. I emerged from what felt like a dream, to no family and a mate and new home. Anyone would be confused by this, maybe even wonder if they were attaching themselves to the new person because they were there, but I didn’t feel that way. Felix Cage, Dr. Felix Cage was my mate. Shifters had the advantage of that knowledge where ordinary folk did not. We also had our animal to back us up. I’d never heard of a situation where the human part found a mate and the animal disagreed...but maybe it could happen.
Not an issue here, though. My fox was as enthusiastic about this amazing alpha as I was. Speaking of whom...the other side of the bed was empty. Had he gone in to the clinic? Without saying goodbye?
How could I feel so bereft at someone not being here who I’d never met until yesterday? I’d heard mates were inseparable. Which might be a problem since he had to go to work every day and probably wouldn’t want me underfoot. Maybe I could find some way to be useful? I loved animals.
Answering nature’s call, I rose from the bed and headed for the closed bathroom door. As I approached, steam curled underneath, bringing with it the scent of sandalwood soap and warm, sexy alpha. He hadn’t left. My heart leapt even as I considered what to do about my current need. I hadn’t noticed another bathroom the day before, but I left the bathroom and soon found one a couple of doors down and across the hall.
Relieved, I returned to stand in front of the bathroom door. My lack of experience in the ways of mates made me hesitate, but my burning need overrode it and I rapped on the door. “Felix, are you in there?” Oh gods...of course he was in there! Unless he was in the habit of going to work and leaving the shower running behind a closed door.
“Come on in,” he called back. “I won’t be a minute.”
As nervous as I’d ever been, I twisted the handle and slipped into the steam-fogged room. The scent grew stronger now and my cock stiffened, jutting straight out in front of me, a divining rod leading the way toward the glass enclosure in which my alpha stood, every bit as naked as I was. I hesitated long enough, he opened the door and peered out at me, bubbles rolling off his impressive pecs and abs parting into twin streams around his cock. I’d seen it before, just the previous evening, but with what I thought we might do now, it looked even larger.
“What’s wrong, Locus? Did you need me for something?” His gaze dropped, stilled below my waist, and met mine again. “Oh, yes you do.” Stepping back, extended a hand. “Why don’t you come in here and I’ll see if I can’t do something to take care of that.”
I reached out and he enclosed my hand in his long, elegant fingers, drawing me closer. “Are you sure it’s okay? I don’t want to interrupt your shower.” Or humiliate myself by coming without even being touched beyond what he did now.
“Oh, omega.” He brushed my lips with his and stepped back, taking me with him. “You can interrupt me in the shower anytime. In fact, I propose we always shower together from now on. What do you think?”
The stall was roomy, as luxury showers always are—I guessed, since I’d never seen one before—but Felix had only moved away enough to allow me room to step inside. So when he reached over my shoulder to close the door, he came into contact with me from chest to thighs.
My knees knocked, mouth dried, and the only reason I didn’t end up on the hard tiled floor was Felix letting go of my hand and grabbing my elbow.
“Maybe this was a bad idea,” he murmured. “Did you slip?”
“No…” Words were suddenly almost as hard to come up with now as they’d been trying to talk through my snout. “I-I didn’t slip.”
“Good.” The alpha tipped my chin up. “The floor isn’t slick, are you?”
If I hadn’t been, I was. “I...I…”
He kissed me softly, lips touching lips, but not enough to preclude the words he had for me. “Not sure? Would you like me to check?”
I nodded. A lot.
“Turn around, omega.”
I did, shifting under his touch until my bottom bumped his cock. His big, hard, bulbous-headed cock.
“No, flatten your palms on the wall and bend over. A little more. More.”
As I obeyed, my bottom stuck out more and more. I wanted to mate him. Wanted to feel him inside me, wanted his knot. But my knees were knocking a little...maybe more than a little.
“That’s perfect,” he purred. “Now let’s check that slick.” His finger probed between my cheeks. “Mmm. So ready for me.”
“Yeah,” I blurted. “But will it hurt?”
“A little maybe, at first. And I am your first, aren’t I?” The finger circled my ring of muscles. “No need to answer. It would be okay if I weren’t, but it means a lot that I am. Relax, omega mine. Push down, and we’ll stretch you out. But as slick as you are, I don’t think you’re going to have any trouble.”
The fine spray of the shower dotted my skin with droplets, droplets I watched run down my legs as the rest of my focus lay where he delved into my depths with two fingers, scissoring them and murmuring to me. “Good omega. Relax. You want this, don’t you?”
I did. “Yes, so much.”
But I was still tense, until one long-fingered hand reached around and closed on my still-bobbing dick. “So hard. You can’t be too scared.”
“No.”
The fingers withdrew from my ass. The hand continued to pump my dick. Another held my cheeks apart while the broad head bumped my hole once, twice...and achieved penetration. At the same time, he gave a huge squeeze to my dick and the combined sensations, rather than pain blended into an ecstasy I could barely contain. He’d filled me, and relief mingled with the pleasure as well, but then he withdrew and really filled me, deeper then deeper again and again, while stroking and squeezing my cock, his panting breath in my ear.
My guttural moan echoed off the steamed walls and my shudders shook us both. My balls tightened, and I couldn’t breathe, so close to falling over the edge into oblivion.
Then he paused. “Breathe, omega.” I struggled but no air would enter my chest. “Breathe.” He took a sharp nip of my air and that turned the trick.
“Ouch!”
“That’s a good omega.” He began stroking again, with both hand and dick, and once again I climbed. “If you still want to mate now, nod.”
Smart alpha knew words were beyond me. Since breathing was, it didn’t take much to figure out probably. I nodded and his teeth sank into the skin at the base of my neck. I screamed in a way my fox never dreamed of and shot my cum all over the wall. My alpha shot his deep into my ass, hot streams bathing my insides, followed by the swelling of his knot.
We fell together to the tile floor, the water spraying us, unable to move until it ran cold and we were shivering too hard to stay there any longer.
Then my mate gathered me in his arms, carried me out of the shower, wrapped me in a big soft bath sheet, and took me to our bed.
Our bed.
Where we slept until dusk.