“I’ll never tease my mate.” Alfie slipped his hand into Chi’s right as the train launched out of the station, speeding straight through the gigantic loop, and evenhelet out a scream of excitement. Alfie’s face was lit up in delight, even as his hand tightened in Chi’s. “That was amazing!” Alfie’s voice sounded animated.
Just when he thought it was over, it launched again, backwards this time and through the loop again, until they were back where they started.
Before they even got out, Alfie was on the speedy pass device. Once they were out of their seats, Alfie took Chi’s hand and pulled him yet again.
“Come on, we have to be at our next ride in seven minutes,” Alfie said.
That was how the rest of the day went—Alfie pulling Chi from ride to ride. Malachi was having more fun than he could remember having in a very long time. It was probably the cheapest getaway he’d been on in ages, but it was definitely topping his list as one of his favourites.
Alfie seemed to be having the time of his life, which on its own was icing on an already perfect cake.
Malachi’s favourite part was still when Alfie said they could come back as a family, but this time they would have to go to Nickelodeon World. He’d said it so simply that Malachi had been stunned.
He hadn’t exactly brought up the whole you-can-get-pregnant thing, which was silly of him, since Alfie was probably thinking about it. And it looked like his mate wasn’t running away screaming.
They had just finished their lunch at Costa’s when Alfie’s smiled up at him. “You ready to get wet?” His mate’s eyes danced with mischief.
“Lead the way,” Malachi said.
As they walked towards Valhalla, the water ride, Malachi checked to make sure the pictures from all their rides were safe. This was a day he wanted immortalised.
“Can we get some doughnuts from Krispy Kreme before we leave?”
He pulled Alfie into his side as they walked towards their next ride. “Anything you want, love.”
Alfie stopped walking and so did he, then his mate looked him in the eye and asked, “Anything?”
Malachi nodded. “Always.”
“I want you to claim me.” Alfie’s eyes widened, like even he was surprised by what he’d just said.
Malachi cupped Alfie’s face. “Are you sure, love? We can wait. Trust me, we have time.”
Alfie took hold of the hand on his face and kissed the palm. “I don’t want to wait. I’m ready.”
Malachi stepped closer to Alfie and put his hands on either side of his mate’s head. He leaned down and planted a long deep kiss. Alfie grabbed a fistful of Malachi’s shirt and groaned into his mouth. When they broke their kiss, they were both breathing heavily. Malachi was five seconds away from picking up his mate and running back to the hotel.
Twenty-Nine
Alfie
Alfie was just as surprised as Malachi when he’d asked to be claimed. Alfie did want it, but he hadn’t expected to blurt it out then—but it just felt right.
The rest of the time at the park felt like a long drawn-out game of foreplay. They touched on every ride, and Malachi kissed him every chance he got. By the time they made it back to the hotel, Alfie was five seconds away from jumping Malachi, and he did exactly that the moment they were in the lift alone together.
Alfie jumped up and wrapped his legs around Malachi’s waist. His mate’s arm went around his ass immediately, holding him.
That was the reason he told Malachi he was ready because he realised that Chi would always be there to catch him… and what else could he ask for?
It was probably difficult for Malachi getting them into the room, especially since Alfie was all grabbing and groping hands and searching lips.
All the sexual tension from the day was about to explode, and Alfie was impatient. His legs tightened around Malachi as he tried to get the key card in the door. Alfie nipped his mate’s neck and ground his hard cock against him trying to get friction.
A needy moan escaped Malachi’s mouth as Alfie teased and nipped his ear lobe.
“Fuck, love. You’re going to make me drop you.” Malachi barely got the words out, but he did manage to get the room door open.
“No, you won’t,” Alfie whispered. “I know you’ve got me.” He leaned back in Malachi’s arms, his hands cupping the man’s face as he looked him in the eye. “You’ll always have me.” Alfie meant that as it sounded—a promise—because he knew he was safe with Malachi.
