His eyes grow hooded and track down my body. Then he seems to realize what he’s doing and shakes himself. “No, I’ve never done that. I don’t sleep with random guys. I like to be in a relationship.”
“Well, you’re my mate. The only one that was able to break the curse…so, by shifter law, wearein a relationship.”
He blows out a shuddering breath, the warmth blooming across my lips. “Don’t I have a say in this?” His hips push forward, his cock rubbing against my thigh. I don’t even think he realizes he’s doing it.
I hum and back him against the wall so he can feel my arousal. “You do. If you want, you can send me away and have nothing to do with me. But if I have a say, I’d like to remain with you. My mate.”
“It’s a little old-fashioned to call me that.” Mav’s hand drifts up my back, kneading the muscles. Gods, it feels so fucking amazing to have hands on my body, the warmth of his palms pressing into me. I don’t want it to end.
Tipping his head back further, I lean down and speak against his lips. “That’s what you are. And I’m lucky that it’s you.” My eyes drop to his lips, then I meet his eyes again. “Can I kiss you?”
“Yes,” he purrs.
I lower my lips slowly, giving him time to move away if he wants to change his mind. When our lips are only a hairsbreadth apart, I pause, silently making sure this is okay with him. Again, he murmurs, “Yes,” and I connect our lips. We both groan, arousal shooting through me like a lightning bolt.
Almost as if they have a mind of their own, my hands trail from his face to rest on his waist, holding him close as I devour his mouth.
Mav lets me lead, gripping my back as he twirls his tongue with mine. Little moans and whimpers escape him as I slowly explore his mouth, committing his taste to memory.
My scent blasts out of me, saturating the air with my pheromones. Mav snatches his mouth away with a curse, grinding against my thigh. “Why do you smell so good?”
“I smell like what you like.” I lower my lips and plant soft kisses at his throat. “Only you can scent me, so it’s tailored to your tastes. Do you like it?”
“Fuck yes. God, you make me want to…I just came and I’m ready to go again.” He chuckles breathily, then breaks off in a moan as I lick a stripe up his neck to his ear. “Is it…we just met. I shouldn’t want to fuck you. But god, I want you inside me so bad.”
“I can take you to bed right now, Mav. I can make you feel so good. Say the word and I’ll?—”
“The word,” he blurts out, then moves one hand from my back to my cock, stroking me from base to tip. I stop nibbling at his throat and curse, his warm hand sending zings of pleasure across every inch of my skin.
Grabbing him under his ass, I heft him in my arms and Mav wraps his legs around my waist. I maintain eye contact with him as I walk into his bedroom. “I have lube in my nightstand drawer,” he says when I lay him on his bed.
I reach over and pull it out, dropping it on the bed beside him. I’ll put it to good use shortly. For right now, I want to explore his body, get to know him in the most intimate way.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” he breathes as I push against his legs to spread him wider.
“Do you want me to stop?” I ask, hovering over him while I look him in the eye. The last thing I want is for him to feel uncomfortable. If he wanted to stop, I would without hesitation.
He shakes his head and spreads his legs wider until I can see that pretty pink hole I’ve wanted to slide into since the first time he sat on me. “No. This is crazy and I’ll probably question my decision later, but I want you.”
“It’s my pheromones.” I rein in my scent so his head can clear. Mav blinks rapidly, as if he’s waking from a dream. “How about now?”
“Nothing has changed. I want you and it’s not how you smell. It’s…I’m not sure, it’s like Ineedyou. Like something in my soul won’t be complete until you’re inside me.”
“Because you’re my fated mate.”
“Another question you have to answer after you’ve made me come.”
I grin and lower myself to his mouth, kissing him again. He readily follows me, reaching up to thread his fingers in my hair. I cup his ass cheeks, the soft globes like heaven in my hands.
Breaking the kiss, I trail my lips from his chin to his chest. I take one of his nipples into my mouth, flicking my tongue across it until it pebbles. Mav tightens his hold, arching up into me. I move to the other nipple, giving it the same attention until it’s hard and sensitive.
“Jesus, Cade. Feels so fucking good.”
I growl and surge up, taking his mouth in a harder kiss. “Love when you say my name,” I murmur before kissing him again. Mav’s legs wrap tightly around me, rubbing our cocks together. The friction feels too good for words, precum leaking from my shaft onto his.
Mav moans in my mouth, the sound so sweet that I grab the base of my cock so I don’t blow. He’s a fucking dream. Soft and pliant, putting his pleasure in my hands. I won’t fuck it up, I’ll always cherish him, always make him feel like he’s the most precious thing in my life.
Because he is. And it’s not just because he’s open, ready for me to take him, but because he’s my mate. I will always take care of him. For the rest of his days, Mav will be the happiest man to ever walk this earth.
