Alec laughed at him but reached out to run a hand up and down his thigh. “Okay?”
Mark nodded. In no immediate danger of blowing his load now, he shuffled back so his head was on the pillows and beckoned Alec to him. “Come here.”
Alec straddled his chest, inching forward, cock in hand, until he was close enough to brush it against Mark’s lips.
Mark opened his mouth in invitation, and with one hand braced on the headboard, Alec guided himself in.
He fucked Mark’s mouth with shallow thrusts, teasing him with the promise of more each time, then retreating. Mark loved the weight of a cock on his tongue, but he wanted Alec to go harder, to fill his mouth until he almost couldn’t take anymore.
Claws out, Mark grabbed hold of Alec’s arsecheeks and pulled him forward, piercing the skin enough to make Alec jolt forward with a gasp. Alec’s cock thrust down Mark’s throat, choking him a little, but Alec was quick to pull back.
Mark encouraged him to do it again and again until Alec was fucking Mark’s mouth in earnest with one hand fisted in his hair to keep him steady. There was nothing to stop Alec coming, as long as he didn’t mind being fucked after. He seemed to feel the same because a couple more thrusts and his cock swelled in Mark’s mouth, spurts of come hitting the back of his throat as he struggled to swallow it all.
Alec climbed off him and leaned over the side of the bed.
Closing his eyes, Mark wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and reached down to stroke himself. He was so fucking hard, the temptation to keep going was almost too much to ignore.
The snap of a lid being closed caught his attention, and he opened his eyes to find Alec tossing a bottle of lube on the bed with a small amount already on his fingers.
“Don’t you want a chance to catch your breath?”
“No.” Alec spread his legs wide and reached between them.
Mark’s hand tightened as he glanced down to where Alec’s fingers disappeared to rub over his hole.Fuck, I’m going to be in that soon.Sitting up, Mark grabbed for the lube. “Get on all fours.”
Alec smirked at him, then got into position, his arse facing Mark. With a quick glance over his shoulder, he said, “Ready when you are.”
Mark fumbled the lube in his hurry to get it open, dripping some onto the quilt cover. Oh well, it’d need washing anyway by the time they were done. At least he hoped so. If he was getting the chance to fuck Alec Knight, he was going to bloody well make him come while doing it.
He slicked his cock, then shuffled between Alec’s legs, unable to resist palming one of those solid-looking arsecheeks. They felt as firm as they looked. A deep breath in and Mark’s head spun with how well their scents combined. His wolf preened, recognising the strength Alec represented. Under different circumstances, Alec would be— that was a dangerous thought. The scent of sex filled the room, clouding his judgement.
This was a one-off, a release of tension they both needed. Nothing more. With their packs’ relationship in tatters, Mark would be lucky to get away with a warning for this. He’d better make it worth it, then.
Alec glanced back over his shoulder with a huff, reminding Mark what he was supposed to be doing. Slowly dragging his thumb down the crease of Alec’s arse, Mark watched the play of muscle in his back as he arched under the touch. Each bunch and flex made his mouth water.
If he wanted to, Alec could hurt him with little effort. Yet there he was… legs spread, waiting for Mark to fuck him. The rush of want caught him by surprise, the low growl bubbling up out of his chest and shattering the quiet of the room. Opening his mouth wide, Mark let his teeth fully extend; the long column of Alec’s neck called to him like a beacon, but he ignored it. This wasn’t his first time with a shifter, and thankfully he’d learnt to curb that instinct. Alec would be none too pleased if Mark tried to give him a mating bite.
Instead he gripped his cock and pushed forward to rub the head over Alec’s hole. Shiny and wet with lube, Mark watched transfixed as he slipped inside on one long thrust. Fuck, it felt amazing.
Alec’s breath hitched, his hand fisting the sheets, and Mark smiled at the lack of claws. He wasn’t sure he’d have such good control if their positions were reversed. But he didn’t need it. Alec said he needed it rough, wanted to go hard, and Mark wouldn’t disappoint him. With claw-tipped hands he gripped Alec’s hips, the moan of approval encouraging him to pull out and slam back in, again and again until sweat trickled down the middle of his back and dampened his hair.
Alec writhed under his hands, meeting each thrust with a grunt as the breath was punched out of him. Mark was close, pleasure building low in his belly, but he wanted,neededAlec to come. “Turn over.” The words were more of a throaty grumble, but he withdrew, shuffling back to give Alec room and hoping he got the message.
Rolling onto his back, Alec put his arms up beside his head and spread his legs, drawing his knees up. “Make me.”
Confused, it took Mark a second to register what he meant, but a slight wiggle of Alec’s fingers snapped it all into place. He surged forward, positioning his cock and sliding back in rougher than he normally would. Alec closed his eyes and tipped his head back, exposing his throat, a tease that Mark couldn’t resist.
Grabbing Alec’s wrists, he pinned them to the bed and buried his face in the juncture of his neck and shoulder, shivering at the mix of sex and sweat andAlec.He couldn’t bite him, but he could suck and nip and scrape his teeth over the taut skin beneath his mouth, mark the surface and imagine for just a second that Alec was his.
Alec’s claws raking down his back were like a splash of cold water, and Mark jerked up, away from temptation. He met Alec’s gaze, brown eyes so dark they looked almost black, and his heart stuttered at the heat aimed back at him. A quick glance at Alec’s mouth showed the tip of fang peeking out and Mark’s breath caught. He wanted those teeth all over him, wanted to feel—
Like lightning, Alec slipped out of his grip, pulled Mark down to him, and sank his fangs into the top of Mark’s shoulder.
“Fuck.”Mark’s orgasm rushed through him, pleasure and pain colliding in wave after wave, making his whole body shudder. He barely registered Alec’s cock pulsing against his belly, come covering his skin.
For several long seconds, they remained like that: Alec’s fangs embedded in his shoulder while they both rode out the aftershocks. Then reality settled back around them.
Mark winced as Alec withdrew his teeth, the wound stinging for a moment before starting to close. It wouldn’t leave a mark, and the thought sent a stab of disappointment through his chest. He’d have liked at least one reminder that this happened.
