Danny rested his chin on his hand, and his mind seemed to drift. Ash waited for his mate to collect his thoughts. “It sounds backwards, but I think this was better. Kind of like ripping off a bandage. If you’d waited on me to be ready, it probably never would’ve happened. By the way, you have very soft fur.”
Ash never ceased to be amazed by Danny’s courage. He was stronger than he gave himself credit for. If he could only see himself through Ash’s eyes.
“Hon.” Ash stilled his mate’s hand. “You keep rubbing my chest and things are going to start rising.”
He saw the moment need sparked in his mate’s eyes, a longing that only fed into Ash’s.
“Oh?” Danny’s gaze darted toward the slightly elevated sheet. Ash skimmed his fingers down the curve of his mate’s spine, breath stalling when he arched into the touch with a soft sigh. His mate looked at him, gazes locked together for an eternity, as if daring the other to make the first move.
“Star Wars,” he said, voice already half wrecked.
Danny’s breaths were short and shallow, his brows drawn tight. “Huh?”
“Kill switch.” His fingers curled against the cotton of Danny’s shirt, warmth soaking through the fabric. “Utter those words if you need a moment to catch your breath.”
He wanted complete surrender, but his mate needed to know he could shut everything down if he became too overwhelmed.
Wariness, or maybe skepticism, tightened Danny’s eyes.
“I won’t get upset, honey bear. Your pleasure is just as important as mine. Got that?”
A glint of disbelief then a nod. “Star Wars. You’re such a nerd.”
Ash laughed as his mate scrambled toward him, mouths crashing together in desperate need.
Growling, Ash fisted dark hair, tugging his mate’s head back enough to bare that slender throat. Lips trailed hungrily over soft skin, nipping his way to Danny’s jaw, biting gently. A small gasp then a guttural moan punched the air. The sound was sparked through his own body, igniting a wildfire through his veins.
God, he was going to wreck his mate the right way, shatter every ounce of that fucked-up wiring left behind by someone who never deserved to touch Danny in the first place.
Pressure built, tight and hot, lips dragging across skin, Danny’s body arching into his touch.
Then Ash flipped them, because wreckage required repositioning. He lifted his head, nose brushing Danny’s, heavy breaths mixing.
“Fuck, I want you,” he growled, pressing his hard cock against Danny's hip. He braced himself on an elbow, using his free hand to trace the line of that delicate throat. Danny’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, his eyes blown dark and reckless.
A defiant smirk flashed, gorgeous and unrepentant. “Show me,” he said with a single breath.
That did it.
Ash claimed his mouth in what barely qualified as kissing. All tongue and teeth and demand. Heat pulsed through them, mounting as Danny's arms locked behind his neck and yanked him closer.
A breathless curse fell from Ash’s lips. His mate tasted like his salvation and his destruction. He bit at his mate’s lip, dragging a hiss out of him then licked over the sting in apology. Or maybe just marking territory.
He trailed his mouth lower, down the curve Danny’s neck, nipping and sucking and already planning how many love bites he could leave behind. Nails scraped along Ash’s scalp, pulling him in tighter, proving that Danny wanted this just as badly.
“I’m gonna suck your cock so deep you’ll forget how to breathe,” Ash rasped against Danny’s throat, the friction of their cocks sliding together heightening their arousal. “Want you coming so hard you forget every goddamn name but mine.”
Danny’s moan sounded like surrender and sin. Ash wanted those noises, wanted to drag every filthy sound right out of him.
“Oh fuck.” Danny writhed beneath him. “Make me forget my own name.”
Rearing back, Ash reached for his shirt, fabric bunching against his palm.
“Star Wars.” Danny caught his wrist, nails biting in.
Ash immediately uncurled his fingers. “Everything stops,” he reassured his mate, who looked seconds away from panic. “Relax, honey bear. I’m not upset, and you’re free to leave the bed whenever you want.”
Danny stayed, holding tightly to Ash’s wrist. His gaze darted around the room, eyes filled with panic.
