“What? Really? You’d want that?”
I looked up at him. His face held such confusion, and a little trepidation.
“Oh, yeah.” I grinned and swiped my tongue up the length of him. I shivered. “I don’t know what I want more, this monster buried in my throat or my ass.”
“I didn’t think any alpha would ever want that.”
I shrugged. “Some don’t. Depends on the couple. If you don’t want to try—”
“No, I do. I just… never thought my mate would want that.”
I winked at him. “We have a whole lot to learn about each other, Kip.” I didn’t give him time to respond, instead I closed my mouth over his length and drank him in. His thick cock was heavy against my tongue. My mouth was impossibly full of him, my lips stretched wide around his girth.
His head hit the door with a thud again, and he groaned. His hands threaded through my hair, and his hips bucked.
“Shit, sorry!”
“Mhmm, give me all of you, mate. Every moan, every thrust, all of it.”
“I’m not small, Brax. I don’t want to hurt you.”
I gripped his hips, my fingertips digging into his skin. “I can take it, mate. Trust me. I want it. I want all of you.”
His eyes fluttered closed when I wrapped my lips around his length a second time. I was not ashamed to admit that I had practiced deep-throating since the moment I realized Kip was mine. I was more than ready for his length. I wasn’t ready for the way I neededhim. His taste exploded on my tongue, and I wanted more. I wanted all of him.
“So close, Brax.”
I doubled down, bobbing my head and letting his cock deep into my throat where I could swallow him while my tongue flicked over the veins that ran down the length of him. His breaths came in heavy pants, and the hand in my hair tightened, tugging, giving me just a bite of pain.
“Come for me, baby. I want to taste you.” As soon as I had his cock back in my mouth, Kip’s hips jerked and he was coming down my throat.
I swallowed all of him, and when he was finally done coming, I licked the length of him clean. I was desperate for every drop. I’d never grow tired of the taste of him.
He sagged against the door, and I got to my feet. I swept him into my arms and carried him to the bed.
“Brax! I’m too heavy.”
I gave him an incredulous look. “You doubt my strength, omega?” I teased. Carrying a person over six feet tall was not easy, but for my mate, I’d do anything. Plus, I loved to have him in my arms. I might never stop touching him.
He shook his head. “Never. But I could have walked.”
I set him down gently on the bed. “Perhaps, but I like having you in my arms.”
“I like being in your arms.” The post-orgasm glow that lit up his eyes spurred me on. I wanted more of that look on his face.
I shucked off my shirt and jeans and settled next to him. I kissed him slowly this time, taking my time to enjoy the taste of him. I wouldn’t let the two years of pent-up desire ruin this moment for me. As much I wanted to devour him, I needed to savor him as well.
“Brax.”
“Yes, mate?” I nuzzled into his neck, letting my tongue flick over the place where my mate mark would go.
He shivered. “Will you claim me?”
I stilled. “You want that? I thought maybe we should talk first. We can do other things without marking each other.”
He shook his head. “Later we can talk. You can explain all of it later. I want you to claim me now. I’ve been waiting forever for my mate, and you’re here, you’re mine and I want you.”
I rested my forehead against his and grabbed his hand. “Fuck, mate. I’ve been wanting to hear those words forever.”
