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Bel
“Harder!” Bel shouted. “Please, mate! Please.”
Gripping Bel’s hips firmer, Atlas grunted as he hammered at Bel’s prostate until Bel was screaming and his come painted the shower wall in front of him.
“Fuck!” Atlas yelled. Slowing his frantic thrusts before heat filled Bel’s insides.
With his palms flat against the slick shower wall, Bel pressed his forehead against the hot tiles.
Atlas kissed up Bel’s spine, avoiding his wings, and gently pulled out.
Bel groaned. Even that small movement made Bel’s aching cock twitch. For the past week, Bel couldn’t seem to get enough of his mate’s cock. He’d turned into the neediest bottom. Wanted Atlas to fuck him at least four times a day. It was getting ridiculous.
“Fuck!” Atlas whispered. “I love watching my come leak from your ass.”
Bel pushed his ass back, swallowing Atlas’s fingers into his deep hole.
Atlas gave a few quick plunges of his fingers. “Need more, mate?”
“No,” Bel admitted. He was famished. And his hole ached.
“Are you sure?” Atlas slid in a second finger to join the first. “You know how much I love taking care of you.”
Bel huffed. It seemed like all Atlas did was take care of him. Of his needs. He turned and Atlas’s fingers disappeared from his hole. He hated the feeling of loss, but Bel was going to go at least four hours without Atlas’s cock. He could do it.
“Hey!” Atlas cupped his face. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” Bel replied quickly. His thoughts were running on the silly side.
“Mate,” Atlas said sternly.
Bel sighed. “I don’t want you to get tired of me. Of how much I need—”
His words were silenced by Atlas’s mouth.
Atlas kissed Bel deeply until Bel was leaning into his mate. When they drew apart, Atlas smiled. “I love how much you want me. Need me. I love you, Bel.”
Bel sucked in a sharp breath. That was the first time that Atlas had said those words to him.
“I love everything about you, my mate,” Atlas said more firmly.
“I love you too,” he confessed.
“That’s right,” Atlas told him. “So if we want each other all the time, that’s our business.”
Relief filled him. He wrapped his arms around Atlas and hugged him.
Atlas hugged him back, making soothing sounds.
“I’m hungry,” Bel rumbled.
“Let’s get out of the shower and get some food. Then we must get some paperwork done,” Atlas told him.
There was a whine in the back of his throat. He didn’t want to do paperwork. All Bel wanted to do was spend time with his mate.
“Come on, big guy.” Atlas patted his arm. “How about eggs and bacon? Damn! I could kill off half a pack of bacon right now.”
