He tosses me on top the covers, and I bounce a little on the mattress as he prowls forward on his knees, moving up the bed until he’s hovering over me, his arms braced above my shoulders and his hip cradled between my legs. He pulls back slightly andholds my gaze, his eyes dark with desire. His wolf hovers near the surface, giving his expression a predatory edge.
Even now, that hint of feralness remains. I don’t think it will ever fully leave him, but I accept him, wolf and all.
Hunger flares in his eyes, and he leans down to take my mouth in a heated kiss, pressing his tongue past my lips. I moan into his mouth, and he lets out a soft growl, the vibration sending a shiver down my spine as he nips at my lower lip with teeth slightly elongated past the human standard.
I run my hands down his sides to his ass, gripping and squeezing as he moves away from my mouth and licks his way down my neck. He reaches my nipple, lapping it with his tongue before pulling it between his teeth and biting down, just hard enough to cause a sharp jolt of pain softened by pleasure. He turns his attention to the other nipple, licking and gently biting until I’m writhing on the bed.
Blake glances down and makes a self-satisfied noise, then continues his path down my body and noses at my cock, hard and straining. I choke off a gasp, almost coming on the spot, as he takes me into his mouth in one smooth motion. I arch upward and he puts one arm across my hips to hold me down. He lavishes attention on my dick, licking and sucking until I’m so close to the edge I have to push him off.
“I want you inside me,” I say. “Please.”
He guides me onto my stomach then lifts my hips and moves behind me. His breath brushes across my ass cheeks followed by the nip of teeth. He hums, one hand at my hip and the other stroking down my side to caress my ass. One finger slips inside me with very little resistance.
The omega lubrication factory seems to be functioning quite well.
One finger turns to two, carefully scissoring to prepare me to take him. His tongue joins his fingers, and I let out a surprised squeak. I was not expecting that, but I’m damn sure not complaining. I let out a low keening noise and my arms give out. My torso slumps onto the bed, but Blake’s hold keeps my hips in the air as his tongue and his fingers fuck into me.
“Blake… please,” I pant, breathless with want and desire.
“Have patience, mate,” he says, stroking my flank.
“Nope. I’m done with patience.” I wiggle my ass. “I need you. Now.”
He laughs, slowly sliding his fingers out then reaching across to the nightstand for a condom. He makes quick work of rolling the latex over his cock, then returns to me and ever so fucking slowly pushes inside. He’s not small, and it’s been a while, so there’s a biteof pain even with all the prep, but it fades away, drowned out by the pleasant pressure and fullness.
Blake moves with slow, steady thrusts, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in with a groan. Pleasure sparks through my body, every point of contact a like an explosion of sensation. He bottoms out and pauses there, filling me, surrounding me.
He presses a kiss to the back of my neck then resumes the movement of his hips, smoothly pulling back and rocking forward again, his movements gradually speeding up. Pleasure builds with every thrust, a cresting wave ofdesire, want, and need,rising and growing until it crashes over me, sending me spinning into the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.
As fireworks go off behind my eyes, Blake’s fangs sink into the back of my neck, breaking through skin and drawing blood, the quick bite of pain quickly drowned out by the feeling of the fated mate bond settling into place. He thrusts his hips one more time, pressing all the way in and shuddering through his own orgasm.
Blake carefully rolls to the side, taking me with him so he’s still inside, spooning me. He runs his hand down my side and presses a soft kiss to the nape of my neck, the place his claiming mark is now displayed. “Mine.”
“Yours,” I whisper, gently stroking the arm around my waist.
After a couple minutes, he holds the bottom of the condom as he slips out of me. Tying the condom off, he tosses it on the floor and pulls me back into his arms. I turn over, snuggling up under his chin and resting my cheek against his chest, the sound of his heartbeat steady in my ears as I let myself drift in the pleasant haze of post-sex hormones and connection.
This is everything I never knew I wanted.
A knock at the door pulls me out of my blissful doze, and I can’t help the curse that escapes my mouth. Can’t a guy enjoy the afterglow of the best sex of his life without being interrupted?
“Uh, guys?” says Raquel’s voice hesitantly from the other side of the door. “There are some people here to see you.” She pauses. “One of them says he’s Blake’s brother?”
Blake eyes widen with a glint of shocked excitement. He opens and closes his mouth as if he’s searching for words and not finding them.
I smile and cup his cheek. “We’ll be down in a minute, Raquel.”
She leaves without comment, and Blake and I quickly get some clothes on and make our way downstairs to the living room. Blake practically sprints into the living room, stopping dead in his tracks and staring at our visitors, a watery sheen to his hazel eyes.
Raquel is perched on the armchair, hands folded in her lap as she studies the two shifters sitting on the couch across from her:a broad-shouldered auburn-haired man, and a smaller man with white blond hair who I’m pretty sure must be Blake’s brother, Ollie, because he’s staring at Blake like my mate is the best thing he’s ever seen.
Ollie jumps to his feet, smiling softly at Blake. And Blake, my big softy of a mate, rushes across the room, grabs his brother up in a hug, and lifts him off the ground. Ollie tucks his head under Blake’s chin and the two of them stand there, holding each other and murmuring softly, Blake’s shoulders shaking with silent tears.
I leave them to their reunion and approach the auburn-haired shifter, my hand held out. “Hi, I’m Neil. Blake’s mate.”
“Luke Anderson, Sweet Water pack Alpha,” he says before looking back to the two brothers and smiling fondly. “And Ollie’s mate.”
My brow rise. “You’re the one Solomon said killed the former Rockcastle Alpha.”
