Bonus | Her Males: Chapter 26.5 - Cato's background

Poll winner: Cato's POV

This wasn't supposed to be smut, but somehow that's where we ended up. Got a bit controversial with the kink, but figured it fits for a Succubus.

Also, this is going to be the last bonus chapter! The votes were pretty much all for the option of an additional chapter, so makes the decision easy haha. Moving forward, on weeks were a bonus would be, I'll be posting an additional chapter on Saturday instead.

CATO

"I will dishonor you today." I whisper, trailing my fingers up the length of Emily's side. She hums, barely listening. She stopped listening to me long ago, refusing to indulge in my self-hatred.

I don't mind, though. I'll punish myself enough for the both of us.

Her hand covers mine to provide comfort, but I refuse to allow myself that pleasure and pull it away.

"I will touch her here." I continue, scratching the spot between her hip and sex. "I will sink my fingertips underneath her undergarments."

Emily rolls over to face me, her lips set into a firm line.

"That's enough, Cato. You're doing the right thing, and I won't hear one more word stating otherwise." She snaps.

My jaw clenches, disbelieving.

"You are my mate," She climbs over top of my knees, her fingers digging into my animal and mate mark. "Your skin has blackened for me and me only. I hold no doubts about that. You could fuck her," My fur threatens to break through my skin at the thought. I would never. "You could sink your cock into her and I would still know it's me who holds your heart, your thoughts, your entire reason for existence."

The front door opens, and I crane my ears to listen as my oldest baby steps inside my home. What's he want? Probably to steal my food again. He turns and rushes out as he hears the tail end of his mother's words.

Smart boy.

We may have been discreet when they were children living under my roof, but he is an adult now and if he wants to invade my space, he is at risk to hear things he doesn't like. She is my mate, and this is my home.

"Now, you will take these coordinates I've written for her and you will slip them into her underwear as we have practiced. Do I make myself clear?" She continues, grabbing and squeezing my soft cock.

It hurts, and I push her hand away before my fur forces me to make her submit. He may give her control when she demands it, but to harm my manhood is too far.

Emily grabs my wrists and places them on her hips, wanting my comfort, but I can't bring myself to provide it. I can't touch her when I know I will be desecrating our bond later. She can tell me that she doesn't care a thousand times, but that's not my culture.

A female raised in this realm would never even consider what Emily wants me to do, but despite her being half-blood, she was raised in a realm where traditions were different. My jaw clenches at the thought of her homeland, my irrational anger spiking at the lifestyle she lived before we found one another.

I've worked hard to come to peace with our differing values, and am thankful she was able to push aside her beliefs for the traditional ones of my own.

My Succubus feeds on me only.

"How do you know she'll understand what the coordinates mean? We should add more to the note. Detail." I point out, still wary about how Charlotte will interpret what I give her.

For all I know, she could run to Greed with it and, unknowingly, give the woman the location she's been desperately seeking for years. We never share the spot of our pack, and these coordinates are closer to my land than anything I've ever given out before.

Her Human legs can't walk the long distances the other breeds can, and I don't want to risk her getting eaten in the wilderness before she finds us.

If she shares with Greed, there will be repercussions. My people will call for my removal, putting Chev in my position before he's ready. He doesn't have a mate to rule by his side. It would be chaos.

And I'm willing to bet Greed would waste no time coming here in search of Vont. He escapes to my land when she casts him aside, and licks his wounds for months before crawling back to her.

I'm willing to do it for the females, though.

Emily shrugs, her lips curling into a wicked grin as she slides up my body and plants herself on my belly.

"I doubt the Wrath trio would be interested in a woman who was dense." She shrugs, leaning down to press a kiss on my cheek.

One turns into two, which quickly turns into her pressing hundreds of tiny smooches to my face and neck. My body warms underneath her, enjoying her attempts to soothe my guilt.

"Close your eyes." She murmurs, trailing her lips across the spot on my neck where she claimed me as her own.

I thought she was crazy when she said she wanted to bite me, but now I couldn't imagine my marred skin any other way. Most non-shifters choose to get a tattoo of the mated mark that born shifters have, but that wasn't enough for my female.

She wanted both.

"I want you to visualize Eve." She whispers, licking my ear.

I sigh, opening my eyes. Today's not the day for this. Not when I'm about to lay my fingertips on the intimate parts of another.

Emma grunts and physically shuts my lids for me, her essence seeping out and hardening my lower limb.

"Imagine her. You used to fantasize about her, didn't you? When you were a young boy?" She coos, snickering when I give a jerky nod. I was raised to be ashamed of these desires. "She hardened your cock, didn't she. Touch yourself and think of her flesh. Tell me what you want to do to her."

I place my hands on my mate's sides and gently push her off. I know she loves this, finding it arousing when I speak to her about other women, but it's not happening today. Sometimes I fear she can tell how much I truly enjoy it, but I'm sure she already knows.

She knows everything about me. Especially when it comes to matters of arousal.

Either way, today's not the day for that. Indulging in those thoughts is a treat, and today I don't deserve to be treated.

Today I will think of only my mate, and I will honor her as much as possible.

"Sit on this bed, Cato!" She snarls, shoving me down when I move to get up.

My anger flares, but I obey. I'll always obey her.

"Take your cock in your hand."

If you told me when I was a child I would be upset with my mate telling me to stroke my cock, I would have laughed in their face. My Emily has broken me.

She continues to stare through daggered eyes until I huff and take hold of myself. Evil, evil woman. I'm  obsessed.

"You are a good male, and you are doing the right thing today." She grabs my chin and sinks her lust into me. "You are worthy of me and my love, so let me treat you with the desires you keep hidden behind your shame."

I breathe her in, letting the intoxicating scent swell my body as she tells me how much she wants to see me on top of Eve. My strokes quicken as she whispers about how good the other woman would make me feel and how she'd sit in the corner and touch herself while Eve eases herself on my shaft.

My mouth falls open in a silent moan as she says she'd want me to finish in Eve. To find my ultimate pleasure inside the body of another. I drop my head back when she tells me she'd love to eat me out of Eve's sex.

Despite my best attempts not to, my eyes flutter shut and I visualize the image she's creating for me. My body heats as I pretend my fist is Eve, and after a minute I can't hold back and grab Emily's face.

She feeds as I shove my cock into her mouth.

"Feels good, Eve." I moan, calling her a name I know is not her own.

Her arousal hits my nose like a sledgehammer, spurring on my imagination.

"Thought about fucking you like this when I was young. Knew it was wrong. Knew I shouldn't feel this way about anybody that isn't my mate, but I couldn't help it." I gasp, yanking Emily off me and pushing her down onto her hands and knees.

I'll feel guilt for this later, but right now there is none. There is only the thick scent of her arousal and her desire to hear my deepest secrets.

"Take my cock, Eve." I moan, yanking my Emily's hips up and filling her with my length.

She moans and rocks back against me, her warm sex murderous.

"Tell me more. Please." Emily cries.

I shut my eyes, imagining the blonde-haired Fairy I once knew. My chest presses against Emily's back as I snap my hips into her ass, pretending it to be the lush one I used to fantasize over. "You feel so good, Eve. So much better than my mate. So much wetter and so much softer." The lie feels bitter as it rolls off my tongue. Nobody will ever be comparable to my mate, and she knows it. "Going to cum in you."

Emily's sex clamps down around me, and I open my eyes and stare at her long dark hair and strong back with admiration. I will cum in my mate, filling her with another baby. It's my turn to name it, and I've already picked out a couple of options.

My hands squeeze her hips as I hunch over and find her clit. I want her to cum with me. She practically convulses as she feeds, and I know it won't take long to have her finishing.

She stills with a choked moan, her orgasm sending shivers of agonizing pleasure down my spine. I'm rendered motionless as I collapse on her and twitch, my body reacting to her release in the most delectable way.

She giggles as I crush her, and I'm thankful she's a strong breed that can take my weight. Not many get laid on by a bear and live to tell the tale.

"Someday you will let me place a real female around you." Emily promises, crawling out from underneath me with a soft laugh.

I shake my head.

"It will never happen. The fantasy is all I can provide you."

I roll onto my back and stare up at the ceiling. Emily inches to me and leans down to lick the bead of cum that dribbles from my tip. Her tongue curls into her mouth as she cleans me, and I sink my teeth into my bottom lip at the sight.

I would die for this woman.

"It's okay to want it. We wouldn't be mates if our desires didn't align." She coos, running up her hands up my thighs. "I know it feels scary to enjoy something you've been raised to believe is wrong, and I will wait as long as you need."

I don't comment on the fact that she's already been waiting twenty-five years. It took twenty of them for me not to cry after these treats, and I still can't even handle the guilt that accompanies my mind when she enters my dreams and provides me with a female that isn't her.

She always makes them look so different from her own body, and I hate the way mine reacts to it. We only do that on special occasions, and I have to take the next day off so I can spend it in bed making up for my indiscretions.

"Will you hunt me down an Ucka when you return from your meeting? I wish to make you your favorite meal tonight." Emily probes, poking my testicle.

I wave her hand away. She's constantly prodding at me when she asks her favors. She should know by now I'd do anything for her.

"I will bring you the biggest Ucka you've ever seen." I promise.

Emily's giggle has my heart soaring, and I clutch my chest as she stands and searches for her leathers.

"I think you'll like Charlotte. She's timid, but has a feisty streak in her." I state, pulling on my own leather before tucking the note into my waistband.

With a heavy sigh, I drape myself over Emily's back and follow her around. She knows I get needy after my treats, needing reassurance that she doesn't find shame in me.

My oldest baby nearly beat me to death after walking in and overhearing me call his mother by another woman's name. His fists were hard as he rained them down, and to this day I still shiver as I remember the way his knuckles slammed into my exposed cock.

I've never been so proud of him.

"I will ready a cabin for her." Emily states, gently pushing me out the front doors. "It's time for you to get going."

I huff, not liking when I have to leave her. Chev will watch over her and our younger babies in my absence, and although I know he's a strong man, I still worry.

Emily presses a soft kiss to my lips, and I squeeze her until she groans.

"You are my entire world, and I love you more than everything." I whisper, pushing her hair behind her ears.

My heart soars as a light blush spreads over her cheeks, my mate still finding herself affected by my words. I will spend hours hunting her Ucka when I return, and I won't settle for anything less than my own weight. My mate deserves nothing less than that.