Alec nipped him, drawing the skin between his teeth, and Mark whined.
Desire lit Mark up inside, claw tips pressing into Alec’s shoulders where he gripped them. “Fuck me.”
A low growl was the only response he got, then Alec was reaching off to the side and grabbing a bottle of lube off his bedside table.
Mark sat up, straddling Alec’s thighs to give him room, and watched, mesmerized as Alec slicked his cock. He went to pour some on his fingers, but Mark stayed his hand. “I’m good.”
Alec raised an eyebrow but set the lube down on the bed. “Like this?” He gestured to their positions.
“Sit up a bit.”
He waited for Alec to shuffle back and lean against the headboard, then moved to straddle his lap again. This was it. At twenty-four it wasn’t something he’d expected to be doing anytime soon, but when he met Alec’s gaze, the rightness of it all made his chest tight.
For a moment neither of them moved, the sounds of their breathing the only thing Mark heard above the pounding of his heart. Then Alec took hold of his cock, put his other hand on Mark’s hip, and slowly guided him down.
Closing his eyes, Mark’s focus narrowed to the press of Alec’s dick inside him. Every sensation seemed magnified, his senses heightened as though he was half-shifted.
“Look at me.” Alec coaxed Mark’s eyes open, and he looked down to find Alec licking over the tips of his fangs. It was insanely hot to think soon they’d be buried in Mark’s neck, binding them together.
He wanted it so badly, his whole body ached with it.
Neither of them looked away as Mark started to move, slowly at first, teasing them both with a slow, easy roll of his hips. Then his gaze drifted to Alec’s throat, and it was as though something inside of him snapped. Gripping Alec’s shoulders he started to ride him hard, and Alec soon caught on, driving up into him, hitting that spot inside of him with each thrust.
“Want to… bite you.” It was like Mark was fixated, unable to tear his gaze away from that spot to the side of Alec’s neck.
Alec grabbed his hips, claw tips sinking in as though securing him in place, and Mark’s head swam with the mix of pleasure and pain. Then Alec tilted his head to the side, whispered “Do it,” and his focus was back with a snap.
He barrelled towards climax, the thought of marking Alec almost enough to send him over the edge. He held on until he had his fangs set against Alec’s skin. One, two, three more thrusts of Alec’s cock and he came with a roar, tipping his head back before sinking his teeth into Alec and biting hard.
Blood filled his mouth, and he swallowed it down before retracting his teeth and licking at the wound as it began to heal. A curl of satisfaction spread through his body, and Mark wanted to howl with it. But they weren’t done yet.
Alec had stilled underneath him, and Mark drew back a little to meet his eyes. “Your turn.”
With a low growl, Alec flipped them over and pinned Mark to the bed. Ever so slowly he pulled out, then pushed back in. Mark might have just come, but as his gaze flicked from Alec’s fangs to his fading bite mark, he felt like he could go again. He grinned up at Alec and tilted his head like Alec had before. “That all you got?”
Another growl was all the warning he gave, then Alec started to fuck him in earnest, his gaze trained on Mark’s neck. The need in his eyes sent tingles down Mark’s spine, and he gripped Alec’s shoulders, tugging him forward. “Comeon.”
“Never knew… you were so… bossy.” Alec punctuated each with a thrust, and Mark laughed, breathless and hard again. Fuck, he could get used to this.
The pulse in his neck throbbed like a beacon guiding Alec in, and he pulled him down further until warm breath tickled his skin. “Bite me.”
“Fuck.” Alec thrust into him one more time, then bit deep.
Mark clung to him, the pain lighting up all his nerve endings. He felt the connection flare between them, elation surging through his body, then settling into a steady hum. A contentment that wasn’t his filled his mind, and it took a second to realise it was coming from Alec.
Fucking hell.
With a gentleness that surprised him, Alec retracted his teeth from Mark’s skin and placed soft kisses over the wound. When he lifted his head and met Mark’s gaze, his expression was full of awe. He looked so much younger in that moment it took Mark’s breath away. “Can you feel it?”
“Yes.” Mark smiled up at him.
Alec smiled back, big and wide, his eyes crinkling at the edges.
Mark reached up to trace over them with his fingers. “I’ve never seen you look so happy.” In the days he’d known Alec, there’d always been something he held back. But now… now he seemed so open.
Leaning down to kiss him, Alec whispered against his lips, “I’ve never been happier.” The kiss was slow, deep and full of the promise of what lay in store for them. Mark felt it in his bones.
Alec was his.
