Like you’re not already halfway there.
Twenty
Malachi
As much as he would have liked to take Alfie home with him, Malachi knew his mate wasn’t quite ready yet. Besides, just the fact that Alfie was willing to accept him was enough for now. He went to sleep filled with anticipation and plans. From everything his mate told him, the man deserved to be cherished… to know what it meant to be truly spoiled.
His brain readily supplied images of all the things he wished he could do to that bastard Rupert… even his name screamed asshole. Rupert—it was such a douche name.
But he…Fuck him.If Rupert hadn’t fucked up, then he wouldn’t have met his mate yet. Still, he hated to think of anyone making his mate feel small and bad about himself. Someone needed to show Alfie how special and amazing he was, and Malachi was just the man for the job. He fell asleep with that thought in his head and an idea for how to spend time alone with his mate, just the two of them getting to know each other.
* * *
He slidhis dick into the crease of his mate’s ass. Chi reached for the lube, squeezed some onto his fingers, then sank one finger deep into Aflie’s ass. He waited a beat, then slid another in. His mate let out a whimper as his digits sank in.
He loved the look in his mate’s eyes watching him, filled with need. Chi scissored his fingers to help prepare his smaller mate for his cock.
“Please. Please,” Alfie whimpered. Chi didn’t need to be asked twice. He was already at the edge of his patience.
Alfie was a mess, his eyes glazed with need as he begged Chi to get inside him.
He finally pulled his fingers out of Alfie’s ass, squirted some extra lube in his hand, and slicked up his cock.
“Chi, please,” Alfie whimpered.
He was fucking stunning like this. So bloody hot.
Chi took a deep breath as he guided his dick to his mate’s glistening hole and pushed in, breaching that first ring. Alfie whimpered, and, between the sounds his mate was making and his hole strangling his cock, he was in heaven and hell at the same time.
He pushed in slowly until he was fully seated and blanketed Alfie’s body with his, taking his mate’s lips in a searing kiss. Chi paused and let his mate’s body adjust to the fullness.
When finally Alfie began moving beneath him, Chi pulled out and pushed back into his mate’s tight sheath. Chi tilted his hip to the left, then a little to the right, until he felt the spongy mass that was his mate’s pleasure spot.
He pulled out and pushed in again, making sure to hit his mate’s prostate, and was rewarded with a shiver and a whimper.
Chi felt sweat gathering on his forehead as he slid in and out of his mate’s tight channel. Alfie was beyond coherent words and was simply saying, “please,” over and over. Chi pistoned in and out of Alfie faster, hitting his mate’s prostate every time. He felt his orgasm building and was reduced to grunts because of his mate’s scent, and was now overwhelmed with arousal and the feel of the tight sheath constricting around his cock.
He was very close to the edge.
Alfie was babbling nonsensical words, his fingers digging into Malachi’s back.
“More. Please. Yes,” Alfie was rambling as his hips thrust up to meet Chi’s. The sound of skin slapping against skin, their scents combined, was everything he ever wanted.
“Harder,” Alfie begged.
He nailed his mate’s prostate one more time and was rewarded with a scream as Alfie’s orgasm ripped through him and thick ropes of cum shot from his dick between them. As Alfie’s hole squeezed his cock, Chi’s body locked and he threw his head back, letting out a deep, primal moan. His knot expanded, locking them together, as his dick pulsed, marking his mate's ass.
* * *
Malachi wokeup the morning after, well before his alarm, with his boxers cum stained. Yup, he’d had sex dreams—very hot, very vivid sex dreams—about Alfie, and he’d cum in his sleep like a teenager.
He should have been mortified, but he honestly wasn’t. His mate turned him on, and he wasn’t going to apologise for it. He was showered and dressed in under ten minutes and headed for Malek’s house. As much as he was fine taking it slow, the need to be close to his mate was still riding him hard.
His whole body came alive at the choice of words, and Malachi couldn’t help remembering his dream.
Chi walked into Malek’s kitchen via their joined gardens. He wasn’t surprised to find Axel awake. Okay, so he’d checked to see if his brother’s mate was already up for the day.
“Morning, Axel,” Chi said, as he entered the kitchen. Axel yawned as he looked in his direction. Clearly, Mason was still having a rough time with his teething.
