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Next time I’m gonna fuck you like this, my stalk buried deep in your ass.
I mooed at the top of my lungs and my balls went wild, spraying my cream over him—over me, over the entire bed—at the thought of his stalk dancing in my ass.
Then he wiggled frantically, yelling in my head, and my mouth flooded with custard.It kept coming until he was a limp stalk.
I placed him on the pillow, and collapsed onto the covers next to my stalk, not ready to shift yet.
Clean me up?
I did as I was told, swirling my tongue over his stalk until I’d swallowed every drop of the mix of my cream that covered his body.Then I lay back and maybe dozed for a while.
Ricky nuzzled me.“I don’t think I can move for hours.I’m drained of my custard.”Having shifted while dozing, he nudged my thighs apart and stroked his fingers down my limp dick, then gave my balls a comforting squeeze.“But I’m sure there’s plenty of cream for me in there, my ballsy-bull.”
He wasn’t wrong; I had all the cream he could ever want.Like this, I was in no hurry to move away from him, even though we’d wrecked the bed, and I swore one corner dipped lower than before.
I’ve never felt so happy.You’re all mine.
I loved the satiated happiness rolling from him.The restless energy had quieted just for a while.I pressed a kiss to one nipple, and he shivered a little.
You’re my Licky, I mean my Ricky!Dammit, even my thoughts got twisted up with how much I’d enjoyed the tonguing I’d given him.
Ricky laughed softly in my head.You’re Licky and I’m Ricky.We’re a perfect match for each other.
What could I say to that, except to raise to kiss my mate, loving the way he arched up into me, while I captured his moans.
Chapter Thirteen
Ricky
I whistled as I made my way down the street, waving at Glass, who was on the opposite side, looking cross.“Hey, what’s got your rhubarb in a twist?”
“Whoever had a go at Bart has been back and decided to try and kidnap Red,” he snapped angrily.
I didn’t take offense, Glass’s usual state was grumpy, and trying to kidnap a stalk?That was a new level of c-r-u-m-b-l-e.
“How did he manage to escape the monster?”Oops.“I mean, whatever the thing was.”Was that any better?I knew that Maximus didn’t like Tim calling him a monster.Did this count?Whoever—or whatever it was—was a monster if it was trying to grab a stalk or two.
Glass, dressed like he’d come from work, came across the street.Evidently he wasn’t up for shouting at me.“He shifted and gave the monster a leafy thrust that seemed to give it a fright, so he let go of him and Red scarpered.He’s at home, recovering.”
“Does Tim know?”I was sure he’d be upset knowing someone had tried to nab the rhubarb.I had been headed home to check in on Mom, I wanted to explain about Burke before bringing him home to meet her.She could get a little overly dramatic and no one wanted to meet the screechy side of Mom.But if they needed me, Mom could wait.
“Yeah,” Glass replied, “he’s heading to the house with his pride to get some answers.”
Was Burke going too?
I am.Tim’s upset and Maximus isn’t happy as he’s worried we brought trouble to town.You… you aren’t upset about that, are you?
Huh?I looked at Glass, scratching my head.Why would I be upset, my ballsy-bull?You coming here meant I found my mate, as did Tim.What’s to be upset about?I felt his worry and grinned, sending him an image of me covered in his cream and him tonguing me enthusiastically.That should help.
“What… to the Great Rhu?Why have I got that image in my head, Ricky?Fuck, please stop!”Glass growled like the grumpy rhubarb he was.He ran his hands over his eyes, shaking his head as if to dislodge the image I’d sent the whole parcel by mistake.However, embarrassed was not what I felt.I’d won the ball and tongue lottery.I hadn’t known I needed to play and still I’d won.I was a happy stalk.
“What can I say?”I shrugged, catching a few amused stares from those roaming on the other side of the street.
“Nothing, please say nothing and keep your thoughts to yourself.I have bigger rhubarb to worry about.”
“What is Crimson going to do?”I asked, feeling kind of bad because this was a serious situation, and I was thinking about my love life.
“She’s calling a town meeting and inviting the pride, too.See if we can figure this all out before a stalk gets hurt… or worse… c-r-u-m-b-l-e-d.”
