Alec wanted to throw him on the bed and taste him. His wolf was restless, Mark’s scent luring it to the surface, and Alec let a little of the wildness leak through. “Get on the bed.” Lengthened teeth turned his voice rough and altered his words, but there was no mistaking his tone or his intent.
Stepping out of his jeans, Mark walked towards him and smiled, his own fangs sliding out with a soft snick. “About that….”
CHAPTER THREE
Mark met Alec’s curious gaze, nervous excitement coursing through his veins. “I want to fuck you.”
Alec’s surprise was evident. “Do you now?”
“Yeah.” He hadn’t gone there with that intent. Mark loved it either way, and Alec was a fucking fine specimen. But something had happened between then and now, and Mark felt it all the way down to his toes. His wolf felt it. The need to take Alec apart, with his tongue, his teeth, his claws… witheverything,burned inside him. It might be just sex between them, but that didn’t mean it wouldn’t be hot as fuck.
Mark ran his tongue over his fangs; they ached with the need to sink into Alec’s skin. His neck and throat were off limits, but there were plenty of other places they could explore.
Alec trailed a clawed finger down Mark’s chest, scraping it lightly over a nipple. Mark shivered. “I don’t want you to go easy on me.” Dark brown eyes bore into his.
Oh God.“I won’t.”
“If you’re not giving me what I need, I’m going to take it.” He wrapped a hand around Mark’s cock, careful to keep his claws out of the way, and gave him a squeeze. “Is that okay?”
Mark wasn’t exactly sure what that meant, but he was so turned on he’d agree to anything. “Yeah.” Alec had a reputation for being a cold-hearted wanker, or so the rumours went, but Mark didn’t get that feeling at all. Granted, he wasn’t exactly thinking with his head right then, but still. His gut told him to trust Alec.
Alec cupped his jaw, and Mark expected a rough kiss, but instead Alec tilted Mark’s chin up and fixed him with a look so intense it made his insides curl. “I might get carried away. If at any point you want to stop, if it gets too much… just say the word and we’ll stop.”
Mark nodded.
“Promise me.”
“I promise.”
“Good.” Alec grinned, predatory, all traces of concern gone from his expression. Now he pulled Mark into a kiss, rough and demanding, as he toppled them both onto the bed.
Mark landed on his back with Alec on top of him, stealing his breath for a second, then his weight was gone as he slid down the bed between Mark’s legs.
Alec glanced up, his mouth so close to Mark’s cock, he felt warm breath when he spoke. “No holes in the mattress.”
“What?” Mark’s brain was stuck trying to will Alec’s head a little further down.
“Retract your claws if you’re going to grip the sheet.”
Oh.
Alec smiled wide, showing his now-human teeth, and then took Mark in his mouth all the way down until he hit the back of his throat.
Fucking hell.
Mark curled his fingers into the sheets, gripping tightly but no claws. Alec slowly backed off, sucking lightly on the head of his cock while dipping his tongue into the slit. Mark pushed his hips up, wanting to get back inside, and was rewarded with two clawed hands pinning him back down.
Alec pressed hard as he sucked Mark’s cock, the sting of claw-tips a sharp contrast to the intense pleasure of Alec’s mouth. The room smelled of them and sex, and Mark greedily breathed it in, each lungful pushing him nearer release.
Too soon.
He grabbed a fistful of Alec’s hair, intending to make him stop, but when he pulled, Alec moaned and sucked him harder.
“Fuck, gonna come if you don’t—”
The warmth of Alec’s mouth was gone in an instant. Sitting back on his heels, Alec grinned down at what could only be a distraught expression on Mark’s face. He was so fucking close. “Can’t fuck me if you come.”
True, but still. “Bastard.”
