His Adam's apple popped as he swallowed. "I see it."
"Then touch it. It's waiting for you."
As soon as he got permission, Leveret's fingers curled around the base of my cock. A shock wave of pleasure shot through me. I arched my back and moaned. It was a gentle, almost chaste touch, but it was enough to make me pant.
"Do you like that?" Leveret asked.
"Yes," I breathed.
Encouraged, Leveret moved his hand slowly up and down, gingerly squeezing every drop of pleasure out of me. Within seconds, I’d already lost my mind. It was only a hand job—why was the hot pleasure enough to knock me off my feet?
...mate…
A strange whisper from the corner of my consciousness took me off guard. I must've been hearing things.
As Leveret worked my aching cock, I shut my eyes and let the pleasure wash over me. My whole body thrummed with arousal. He wasn't even inside me yet and I was on cloud nine. I could've lain like this forever, letting him take care of me.
...mate...
My eyes snapped open. What was that mysterious whispering?
I didn't have long to think about it. The second Leveret cupped my balls with his other hand, all thoughts disappeared. I writhed at his touch, making pathetic mewling sounds. I threw all my shame away and indulged in this scorching, sensual moment.
Leveret's hand stopped cupping me. I was about to beg him to return it when I heard him grunt in surprise. Before I could plead, I felt the tip of his finger probe my entrance. My mouth fell open in a silent gasp.
"You're wet," Leveret murmured in awe.
My heart pounded in a wild, unsteady rhythm. My hole twitched in anticipation. As Leveret drew his hand up to show me the evidence, I realized he’d understated it—I wasn't just wet, I wassoaked.
My heart wanted his heart; my body wanted his body.
My last dying scrap of logic warned me I was in deep trouble with this alpha.
I stomped it out without mercy.
Thirteen
Leveret
My skin felt hot and sensitive. Sweat beaded across my forehead. I was painfully hard. I couldn't stop inhaling Animus's hot, musky scent.
I knew it was impossible, but it felt like my heart was beating in my throat. Each time I swallowed, nothing happened. It was stuck there. My mind was hazy, too. I couldn't think straight. The strongest phenomenon was the intense arousal pulsing below my stomach.
Protect. Nurture. Love. Breed.
I shivered. Those powerful urges kept flashing in my brain like commands I couldn't ignore. I wanted to protect Animus—to nurture and love him, too.
I didn'twantto go back home without Animus. I wanted to be with him like this always.
And I desperately wanted to breed him.
My hare soul never lied. He bristled inside me, his hair standing on end and his muscles tensed. He thumped his foot impatiently as if to say,Get on with it already!
We were one and the same. We desired Animus to the point that thinking about anything else right now was impossible.
"Fuck me, Leveret," Animus said.
A vivid tingling sensation shot down my spine, making my balls ache harder. Breathing hard, I gripped Animus's hips. He parted his legs. The draping fabric of his cape fell aside, revealing the full view of his ass. Slick fluid leaked from his entrance. My cock twitched.