Atlas crossed the room to stand in front of his mate. He had to tilt his head all the way back to gaze into his eyes. “I accept all of you. If it’s a part of you, then I will love it.”
Bel sucked in a breath. “Love?”
It was time to put all his cards on the table. “I’ve only loved a few people in my life. I mean I’m only twenty-seven, so it hasn’t been a long life yet, but I’ve never been romantically in love with anyone. I’m not sure what I feel exactly. I know that the mate bond is pulling us together. I also think I would like you without it.”
“You would?” Hope bloomed on Bel’s face.
Atlas shrugged. “Pretty sure. You are the one that said that the fates think we’re a perfect match.”
“That’s what having a mate means,” Bel said happily.
Atlas placed his palms over Bel’s chest. His mate was always so warm. “I’m going to need you to believe that. Yes, a lot has changed in a very few days. It has been a little crazy.”
“Just a little,” Bel teased.
“I’m oddly okay with a little crazy.” Atlas smirked. “Now is there any other reason that we aren’t in that big bed of yours?”
Bel swallowed hard. “Once I have you or you have me, I’m afraid that it will be too much. That I’ll be too much when I want you all the time.”
Atlas shook his head. “Being wanted by you will never be a bad thing.”
“Why are you still wearing clothes?” Bel asked.
He laughed hard while pulling off his clothes.
“Mate,” Bel said before using magic to remove his own clothing.
Atlas blinked at him. “Oh yeah.” And his clothes were gone.
Bel reached for him at the same time that Atlas grabbed for Bel’s arm.
Their laughter, their happiness filled the room, before their lips met.
Atlas ate at Bel’s mouth as he climbed his body.
Bel held on to him and then the bed was under him.
Wrapping his legs around Bel’s waist had their cocks lining up. Atlas pushed his hips up. The satin of his cock rubbed against something bumpy.
Wait.
What?
Atlas pushed at Bel’s chest until Bel was kneeling between his legs. Staring at Bel’s thick cock, he had no idea how he’d missed the small bumps along the bottom. The thick gold vein that circled around the head.
“Oh!” Bel went to cup his hands in front of his dick. “I forgot.”
Atlas smacked Bel’s hands away. “Let me see that gorgeous piece of meat.”
Bel groaned. “Don’t call it that.” He did move his hands though.
Running the tip of his finger around the head of Bel’s cock, Atlas didn’t know how he’d missed the differences between his and Bel’s erections. Bel had jerked off over Atlas earlier but he’d been too focused on watching his mate come to pay proper attention to Bel’s cock.
“Can I taste you?” Atlas asked. Did demons come taste different than a human’s? Damn it, Atlas should have tried some earlier.
“Now?” Bel asked.
“Please,” Atlas begged while lifting his eyes to peer up. “I want to taste you.”
