“A-Are ya serious?”Craeg asked, barely keeping his voice steady as he spoke the words.“Ya want me ta claim ya?”
Craeg could barely get the words past his suddenly too-dry throat as he verbalized his understanding.
Gods, please let me be right.
Silas smiled at him, his brown eyes warm and even filled with a little hunger.
Gods, so fuckin’ sexy.
“Yes, please,” Silas whispered.
The huskiness in Silas’s tone yanked Craeg out of his thoughts and back into the room...with his mate.
Where it should be.
As Craeg slid his hand down Silas’s shoulder, along his arm, and over his hip, he rumbled, “Nothin’ would please me more than to claim ya, my sweets.”He squeezed his sexy bat shifter’s thin hip, reminding him, “But I’ve seen the way you’ve looked at my cock.I’ve seen the trepidation in your eyes.”As much as Craeg didn’t like it, he had to point out the elephant between them.“I know ya have...reservations about anal sex...about tryin’ to take my dick.”
“True,” Silas whispered, giving him the truth and not denying his concerns.While his smile was just a little tremulous, he still managed, “But Solomon told me that—”
When Silas hesitated, Craeg squeezed his hip while crooning, “Told ya what?”He then bussed a kiss to his temple and reminded, “Anythin’.”
Even as Silas cleared his throat, his cheeks bloomed with a rosy blush.Then his mate rushed his words so fast that Craeg almost couldn’t make them out.“Solomon told me that I was made for you and that you’d make certain it wouldn’t hurt.”
“Aye,” Craeg declared after a few seconds, finding his tongue.“Aye, I’ll do my damnedest to make certain it doesn’t hurt.”He barely managed to get moisture into his throat as he swallowed just thinking about bonding with his mate...about what he would need to do to keep that promise.“I never wanta hurt ya.”
So many ideas.
“P-Please.”Silas slowly eased forward—not pulling away but half-turning to face him while keeping them still pressed together.“I...I want—”
When he hesitated again, Craeg waited to see what his mate would say.
Holding Craeg’s gaze, Silas clearly, softly, declared, “I want to be bonded with you, Craeg.”He smiled.“You’re my mate.”
“Oh, Silas,” Craeg moaned.Never had any words been sweeter to his ears.“Me, too, Silas.Me, too.”
With Silas’s encouragement ringing in his ears, Craeg reached over and opened the top nightstand drawer.He pulled out his tube of lube.Turning back, Craeg placed it beside their hips so he could ease his mate down to lie flat beside him on the mattress.
Silas looked up at him with such trust...such anticipation...it nearly took Craeg’s breath away.
Craeg had known that Solomon and Silas had become good friends.The big human often swung over and kept his mate company while Craeg was working in his office, following up on information Ovram sent him on not just Silas’s past, but also on Tilda and Katie.Craeg appreciated that Silas had made such a good friend in the patient, friendly human.
And I’m gonna have to send him a gift basket for his aid in this...maybe filled with flavored lubes and edible sex toys and treats.
Pushing that thought aside, Craeg focused on the business at hand—distracting Silas with pleasure while he opened him up.
Having learned over the last few days what drove Silas wild during a blowjob, Craeg put that knowledge to good use.He slid his fingers under his mate’s tank top, then lightly scraped his fingernails down his abdominals.The shiver his mate offered caused Craeg to grin.Then he gripped the hem and helped his sexy lover out of the fabric.
Craeg made quick work of not only Silas’s shorts, but his own.He rested beside his slender young mate and blew a wave of hot breath over his man’s straining erection, enjoying the way it twitched, betraying Silas’s eagerness.When Craeg leaned forward and swiped the flat of his tongue slowly up the length from base to tip, he was rewarded with a bead of pre-cum oozing from the slit.
“You’re so fuckin’ sexy, my mate,” Craeg crooned as he rubbed his bearded cheek against Silas’s shaft, knowing how sensitive his lover was, how much he enjoyed the sensations.“Love how ya respond to me.”
Then Craeg wrapped his lips around Silas’s crown again and sank deep, taking his shaft to the root.
To Craeg’s delight, Silas cried out his name and buried his hands in his hair.His mate always held onto him while he sucked him, and Craeg used the tightness of the hold to gauge his lover’s enjoyment.The first couple of times Silas had gripped his locks and tugged so hard it actually hurt, Craeg had been worried his mate had been trying to pull him off.Then he’d realized it was a perfect barometer for how much he was driving his little lover out of his mind.
And I sure as hell will never tell him of the bit of pain, because then I know he would try to censor himself.
Craeg never wanted that to happen.
