“Mate, do you want to have this argumentagainor do you want to fuck me?”
Brian snapped his mouth shut, took Keith’s hand in his, and led him upstairs. At least his priorities were in order. Keith threw his head back and laughed.
Chapter 11
As soon as they entered the bedroom, Keith stripped off his shirt, wiggled out of his pants, and flung himself onto the bed. “Why are you still dressed?” he asked as he raised his feet in the air and pulled off his socks. The ridiculous position shouldn’t have been sexy but Brian’s hardening cock said otherwise.
“Was this the seductive striptease you promised me earlier?” Brian asked as he released a shirt button.
“Are you complaining about my moves?” Keith said, voice teasing. He was smiling broadly, his skin glowed, and his body had filled out in the weeks he had been in Purple Sky.
“You look healthy.” Brian was equal parts relieved and proud. He had helped his mate, nurtured him, pleased him.
“That’s what Steve said.” Keith propped himself up on his bent elbows and grinned at him.
Brian’s chest rumbled involuntarily.
“What’s the matter?”
“Steve needs to mind his own business.” He undid a few more buttons, pulled the shirt over his head, and strode over to the bed.
“Ah, I see. That’s cute.”
“What do you think you see?” Brian undid his belt, button, and zipper, and let his pants drop to the floor.
“You’re jealous because you think Steve was checking me out.”
He shoved his underwear off and then climbed onto the bed, wedging himself between Keith’s legs.
“I’m not jealous.” He slid his naked torso onto Keith’s and every inch of his skin sang in delight. “And I’ll tell you why I’m jealous.” He gazed into Keith’s eyes and brushed his fingers through his hair. “You’re devastatingly beautiful and I don’t want anyone else looking at you.” He pressed his face to Keith’sthroat and inhaled. “And you smell so damn right.” He darted his tongue out and swiped it over the side of Keith’s neck up to his ear. “Taste amazing.” He nibbled on his earlobe. “Want you to be just mine,” he confessed in a whisper.
Keith tangled his hand in the back of Brian’s hair and held him close. “I can’t make myself invisible, so other people will see me, but that doesn’t make me any less yours, mate.”
“I know.” He trailed his lips down the column of Keith’s neck and suckled on his skin while his hips started thrusting without conscious intention. “I love you, Keith.” He spoke the words so quietly they were more thought than speech, but his mate heard him anyway.
“I love you too.” Keith skated his hands across Brian’s shoulders and down his triceps while he wrapped his legs around him.
The angle tilted Keith’s backside up, making it an irresistible target, and Brian rolled his hips lower, sliding his erection into his mate’s crease. “Oh,” he moaned and panted. “That…” He pushed down harder, moved faster. “Oh lord.”
“Your heart’s racing,” Keith rasped. He pushed his groin up when Brian moved down, adding to the friction. “You’re really enjoying this.”
“I am,” Brian choked out, his fingers clenching and releasing Keith’s biceps, his chest heaving, and his movements jerky. “I do… I…” Eyes stinging, throat dry, and muscles twitching, he pressed his face into his mate’s shoulder and tried to catch his breath. He had never wanted anything as much as he wanted to push himself into this man. Keith had said he was open to whatever Brian wanted, but could an Alpha actually enjoy submitting sexually? He knew he wouldn’t.
“It’s time for lubrication.”
“We don’t have to do more than this,” Brian said. “I won’t be disappointed if we never…”
“I will be,” Keith said firmly. “Where do you keep the lube, mate?”
“Drawer,” he bit out, groin still moving. He was unable to stop himself from rutting against his mate.
Still on his back, Keith stretched his arm to the side and reached for the nightstand. “This angle’s awkward as hell. Can you get it?”
He nodded but he couldn’t tear himself away from his mate’s perfect body.
“It’s hot how worked up you are.” Keith cupped his cheeks in a firm grip and pressed their mouths together. “All that need and passion aimed at me.” He slid one hand into Brian’s hair, splayed the other over his back and deepened the kiss.
Lost as he was to the texture of his mate’s tongue tangling with his own, Brian didn’t realize they were flipping until he found himself looking up at his mate instead of down. “I can reach the drawer this way,” Keith explained as he straightened his arm and moved slightly to the side. “Got it.” He sat up, ass pressed to Brian’s thighs and stared at his cock. “That’s so hard it looks like it either feels amazing or it aches.”
