Interrogation Techniques by Charlie Richards

Chapter Six

Miggs had never imagined how it could feel to be needed by another so very much. He saw it with every look in Delanrue’s eyes. He felt it in every touch the huge man bestowed upon him.

Even though it would be so easy for the much larger shifter to flip him and take what he wanted, he hadn’t done that. He’d asked. He’d waited. He’d listened. Then he’d reassured him with words and touch.

Now, Miggs felt as if he would go out of his ever-loving mind. When he’d agreed, asking to be claimed, he had thought Delanrue would flip him, grab the lube, and get straight to it. Miggs had been wrong.

Delanrue pressed their lips together, bestowing a slow, sweet, lingering kiss to his lips. At the same time, he released Miggs’s hands. He skimmed one hand down his arm, then the other, all the while holding his formidable weight off of him while mapping his limbs.

When Delanrue’s hands reached his shoulders, he broke the kiss.

Miggs peered up at Delanure, taking in the lustful heat filling his gaze as he swept it up, down, and back up his body.

Feeling a blush heat his lips, Miggs fought the urge to cover himself. Once upon a time, he’d considered himself a pretty good looking guy. That had been before he’d been little more than a slave whose food had been rationed.

Knowing his ribs showed and the muscle tone he used to have was gone, he grimaced and turned his head, fearing he would see disappointment in Delanrue’s gaze. After all, the other shifter was huge. He sported broad shoulders with uber-thick muscles. Not only that, even when the man had been young, he’d bested an enforcer with his brain.

His mate was just as smart as he was strong.

Guess there’s a reason he’s the head interrogator for the Shifter Council.

“Heeeeey.”

Delanrue’s deep, soft croon coupled with his hand on Miggs’s jaw drew his focus back to his mate’s face.

“Where did you go, my mate?” Delanrue asked with furrowed brows. “Wherever it was, I don’t like it.”

Unable to help himself, Miggs blurted out, “Are you disappointed?”

Levering up a little, Delanrue stared at him in obvious surprise. “Disappointed?” He frowned. “In what?”

“Me?” Miggs nibbled his bottom lip. “In having me for a mate?”

Delanrue stared at him for a couple of agonizingly long heartbeats. Then his lips pressed into a thin line as he let out a slow breath through his nose. Finally, he shook his head before pinning a hard gaze on Miggs.

“You listen up, little mate,” Delanrue ordered, a definite growl in his voice. For an instant, the pupils of his eyes flicked to vertical, revealing his animal, before he blinked and they returned to human. “I don’t know what shit is going on in that brain of yours, and I’m not very good at platitudes, so listen up.” Delanrue threaded the fingers of his left hand into Miggs’s hair, using the hold to keep him from turning or ducking his head. “Midget Suvergy, you are my mate, and I am so fucking happy to have found you. I feel like the luckiest goddamned shifter on the planet just because you’re lying in my bed, letting me hold you and touch you. Soon, I’m gonna sink my aching cock into your sweet little ass, fill you up with my cum, and bite your neck. I’m gonna bond us for eternity.” Delanrue’s hazel eyes narrowed, the orbs dominated by the green as arousal swam in their depths. “And nothing could make me any happier.”

Then Delanrue dipped his head. Instead of capturing Miggs’s lips, like he thought he would, he latched onto one of his nipples. Feeling the sparks of pleasure erupting across his chest, he barked a cry and arched, pressing into the bigger shifter’s touch.

While Miggs figured he should have been concerned or turned off by Delanrue’s crass words, nothing could have been further from the truth. Instead, his mind sang with the knowledge that his shifter felt so happy to have found him. He relished the way he cared for him, in the way he touched him. His brain began shutting down as Delanrue played his body with a skill that would have instilled jealousy if he knew he wouldn’t be the recipient of it for the rest of his days.

As Delanrue worked his nub with his mouth, he rubbed one hand down his side. He traced over his ribs, then down his hip. Gripping his thigh, Delanrue pulled his leg up and to the side, opening him further.

Delanrue moved to his other nipple, and Miggs grabbed onto his shoulders, needing the hold to feel grounded. His senses sang, and his body shuddered. Goose bumps broke out on his arms and legs, and shivers racked him as he felt Delanrue feather a finger over his opening.

Miggs had no idea when Delanrue had grabbed the lube, opened it, or even poured it on his fingers. Still, he felt the slick as the shifter eased a thick digit into him. He rocked his hips, finding he enjoyed the unfamiliar stretch.

“That’s the way, Miggs,” Delanrue murmured, sending warm breath over his already beaded nipple. “Take pleasure from my touch.”

Even as Miggs opened his mouth to reply, he could form no actual words. The zing of Delanrue rubbing over his prostate took all thought from him. Instead, a keening moan erupted from him.

As Delanrue continued to pet Miggs’s body, massage his ball sack, and fondle his throbbing shaft, Miggs hummed and shuddered. He rocked into his lover’s ministrations, first one way, then another. His body felt strung so tight, that he feared he would come at any second.

“Stop fighting it, my mate,” Delanrue murmured before sucking hard on his distended nub for several seconds. “I need you to come. I’m big, and this will relax you, so you can take me.”

Take him?

Finally, that pulled Miggs out of his haze of bliss long enough to articulate a single thought.

“I-I’ve never done this before.”

Delanrue’s head popped up. Focusing on him with a hint of surprise in his eyes, he stared for an instant. Then he asked, “You’ve never had sex? Or had sex with a man?”

After nibbling his lip for a few seconds, Miggs knew he had to be honest. “Um, both?”

A shudder worked through Delanrue’s massive body. His eyelids slid shut, and his nostrils flared. Even his fingers twitched within the confines of Miggs’s body.

Concern clearing his mind a bit more, Miggs worriedly asked, “D-Del?”

Delanrue opened his eyes and smiled at him. A new light had entered his gaze. One that Miggs wasn’t certain he wanted to put a name to... at least, not yet.

“Thank you for telling me, Miggs,” Delanrue murmured huskily. “I would never have purposefully hurt you, but this does change how I intend to take you for the first time.”

Miggs wasn’t certain what that meant, but he found out swiftly enough. When Delanrue pulled away, he nearly panicked. He squeaked and tried to hang onto his mate’s shoulders even tighter.

“Easy, my mate,” Delanrue purred while rubbing his left hand down his side. At the same time, he gently pulled the fingers of his right hand out of Miggs’s chute. “You’re okay. I’ve got you.”

“A-Are you upset?” Having never had a lover, Miggs didn’t know how to interpret Delanrue’s actions. Seeing as this was his mate, he knew he needed to be brave enough to share his feelings... just like Delanrue had. “Because I don’t know how to please you?”

Delanrue’s lips curved into a wide smile as he shook his head. “Oh, my mate.” Gripping Miggs’s upper arm, he urged him to a sitting position. Then he pecked a kiss to his lips. “You lying there writhing under my ministrations pleases me very, very much. I look forward to making you do it often.” Then Delanrue moved one hand to Miggs’s hip. “Roll over, my mate.”

Confused, Miggs questioned, “Roll over?”

Even as Delanrue nodded, his brows furrowed. “It’ll be easier for your first time, my mate.”

“Easier?” Miggs couldn’t help but parrot.

“Yes,” Delanrue confirmed. “The angle makes it easier for your body to stretch so widely.” As he spoke, he once again urged Miggs to roll over. While moving Miggs into the position Delanrue obviously wanted, he continued, saying, “It’ll also be easier for me to find your prostate this way, too.” Once Miggs was on his knees and elbows, Delanrue draped over his back and whispered into his ear, “That way, I can distract you and drive you out of your mind with pleasure.”

Miggs couldn’t help the shiver that worked down his spine. Even his dick jerked at his groin. Anticipation caused his gut to clench.

“O-Okay,” Miggs whispered, hoping for relief soon.

“Now then,” Delanrue rumbled into his ear. “I’m going to ease my fingers back into you, adding a fourth,” he told him. “With you being a virgin, I want to make you as loose as possible.”

Feeling his cheeks flame, Miggs knew he blushed. He suddenly felt relief that he was face-down. Nodding, he cleared his throat.

“O-Okay,” he repeated, because he couldn’t think of anything else to say.

Delanrue nibbled the base of his neck as he grabbed the lube. “While I’m doing that.” Using his thumb, he popped the cap open. “I’m going to jack your dick until you spray all over the bathrobe.”

Miggs felt as if his face were on fire even as his cock throbbed with anticipation. The bead of pre-cum that rolled across his crown pulled a whimper of need from his throat. Even his balls began to tighten, as if ready to burst right that second.

“Gods, Miggs,” Delanrue purred into his ear. “I love the sounds you make. Love how your need smells.” Licking at Miggs’s earlobe, he whispered, “Just your smell in general. So ball-tingling.”

Fortunately, Delanrue sliding his fingers back into Miggs’s ass saved him from having to answer. The change in position altered the sensations, making them seem so much more intense. He barked a cry when, true to his word, Delanrue immediately teased over his prostate.

Chuckling roughly, Delanrue rubbed his cheek against Miggs’s nape. “Love those sounds. Show me more.”

Then Delanrue reached under him with his free hand and gripped Miggs’s dick.

Miggs groaned and thrust his hips, unable to help himself. Rocking back again, he pushed against Delanrue’s embedded fingers. Once more, the sparks he recognized as his lover playing with his prostate shot up his rectum.

Losing himself to those sensations, Miggs moved faster. He pushed into Delanrue’s fist only to press back onto his fingers. Each move caused more and more fire to course through his veins. His gut clenched, and sweat broke out on his brow.

Just as Delanrue whispered into his ear, “Do it. Come for me. Spray your seed. I want to smell it,” Miggs felt the man ease another digit into him.

The mild burn took his breath away, but his body was too far gone. Even that hint of pain couldn’t stop him from careening over the edge. His orgasm rolled through his body, the bliss-inducing endorphins roaring within him.

“Del!” Miggs cried, shuddering and jolting.

The way Delanrue gently continued to jack his dick, while teasing over his balls, kept Miggs’s senses singing. His mind floated with ecstasy, his brain fuzzing out. While Miggs registered that Delanrue removed his fingers, he didn’t bother to move.

He felt too good.

A second later, Miggs felt something else at his entrance.

“Push out, Miggs,” Delanrue ordered.

At the same time, the pressure at Miggs’s anus intensified until something much larger than Delanrue’s fingers popped into his chute. When the mild burn spiked through him, his first instinct was to clench. Remembering his mate’s words, as odd as they were, Miggs did his best to do that instead.

Miggs inhaled deeply as a shiver worked down his spine. Letting it out slowly, he pushed out.

“That’s the way, my mate,” Delanrue crooned, praising him. “Doing so good. Feel so exquisite.”

Delanrue continued to whisper words of praise as he sank his dick deeper into Miggs’s body. The way the big shifter ran his hands up and down Miggs’s sides, played with his pubic hairs, and teased over his nut sack distracted him in the best possible ways. When Delanrue gripped his nipple and squeezed, Miggs moaned, all pain in his chute forgotten.

“Gods, Miggs,” Delanrue growled, suddenly sounding strained. “You’re so perfect. Fit me so beautifully.” He pinched Miggs’s other nipple as he rumbled, “Think we should get these pierced? They’re so sensitive. Would make your body sing just by playing with them.”

Even as Miggs’s mind balked at the idea, the way it felt to have Delanrue play with them was quickly changing his mind. Tingles flowed down his chest, making his stomach clench. His balls warmed as his dick thickened once more.

“That’s the way, my mate,” Delanrue muttered. “Gods, you open so nicely for me. Such a sweet squeeze on my cock.”

Miggs finally realized that Delanrue must have bottomed out at some point, for he was already easing his erection back out of his body. To his surprise, it no longer hurt, either. His body easily accommodated Delanrue’s girth, and as the big shifter pulled out of him, it left Miggs with a feeling of emptiness he didn’t understand.

“N-No,” Miggs whined, trying to push back, to force Delanrue’s dick back into his body. His lover’s grip on his hip stopped him, and he trembled. “P-Please.”

“I got you, Miggs,” Delanrue assured.

“More,” Miggs pleaded.

“Anything for you, my mate,” Delanrue replied, moving to blanket his body while pushing back into him much too slowly. “Had to make sure you were ready.”

Miggs sighed and arched, moving on instinct. “So ready.”

Delanrue growled into Miggs’s ear, “Yeah, you are,” before suckling his lobe.

Then Delanrue wrapped his arm around Miggs’s waist, anchoring his back to Delanrue’s chest. His big lover kept his weight on his other arm even as he used his torso to press Miggs closer to the mattress. Once Miggs’s chest had been pressed flush to the bathrobe, a growl from the big man vibrated the chest behind him.

“Perfect,” Delanrue declared.

Then he sped up.

Miggs cried out in delight as Delanrue’s cock slid over his prostate. His lover hammered into him, moving his prick in and out, in and out, at a speed Miggs never imagined was possible. Each pass dragged over his pleasure gland, sending spikes of bliss flooding his body.

To Miggs’s shock, his balls began tightening once more. He shivered, fighting against it, trying to stave off another embarrassingly fast orgasm.

“Do it,” Delanrue snarled into his ear. “I feel the trembles in your body, the fluttering of your chute muscles. Come. Clamp onto my dick. I want you to squeeze me so tight, to hold me within your sweet body.”

Gasping, Miggs lost control, his body instantly obeying. His balls forced burst after burst of seed from him, even though he couldn’t believe he had anything left after his two prior orgasms. He didn’t even try to control the way his channel contracted as his gut clenched.

“Yesssss,” Delanrue hissed into his ear, burying his length deep in Miggs’s body.

Miggs felt him go still inside him right before the heat of Delanrue’s cum warmed him from the inside out. He murmured his lover’s name, relishing the unfamiliar sensation. Feeling Delanrue’s teeth at his neck, Miggs tilted his head, giving his mate more room.

The flash of pain caused Miggs to gasp, but the delicious zings immediately washed it away. They flooded his balls, yanking Miggs over the ledge once again.

When black spots danced across his vision, Miggs succumbed to the blissful darkness.