I had smelled the same scent the night I had pulled him in to kiss me before climbing under the bed.
The shorts I was wearing were tugged down and my fingers were replaced by the prehensile tip of what could only be a tongue.
My hips bucked up and I lifted my hand up to cover my lips in case I let out an embarrassing noise without even knowing it.
Thick fingers slipped inside of me, at first just one, and then he added the second one, stretching me as he continued to taste me, the flat of his tongue sliding over my clit.
It wassogood.
Electricity zipped through me, overriding the antsy feeling that had been bearing down over me all day, and I came with a gasp muffled by my fingers.
Finally, I opened my eyes.
Dante was lying in front of me, his chin resting on my belly, still shiny from my slick.
“Hi,” he said out loud, looking more playful than I had ever seen him before.
‘Hi,’I signed back, my chest still rising and falling with my rapid, gasping breaths.
‘Nico said you wanted a treat, was I wrong?’he asked, his thick fingers moving fluidly through the air to sign this time.
I shook my head before sitting up and bringing him with me.
He was still dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt that clung to his broad shoulders and I was eager to see what lay underneath.
Dante’s eyes were a warm brown shade, like cinnamon on top of a cup of hot chocolate.
They made me feel safe. They always had. He was the silent protector of our pack, often sinking into the background.
But not today.
He had never spoken out loud much, but now I wondered how exactly his voice sounded and I decided not to wait another moment to find out.
“Bite me,” I told him, speaking out loud as I put my hands on either side of his face. I wasn’t sure if it sounded completely right, but it seemed he understood me perfectly well.
Dante’s brows drew together, his face asking me if I was sure.
I nodded, I wanted him to bite me and my teeth were already aching to do the same too.
Before, with Nico and Elio there had been a delay in between my bites and theirs, but now I was curious what it would feel like to complete the bond at the same time.
‘Where?’he signed, shaking his finger.
I stared at it for a moment, thinking about how fast he’d been to learn ASL when we were younger and his first clumsy attempts when he joined Alesso’s group.
Pulling his big hand to my mouth, I pressed my lips to the meaty part of his palm and offered my own.
Mirroring marks felt romantic to me and I felt like Dante would appreciate the symbolism of it.
His purr vibrating against my palm told me I was right.
“On three,” he mouthed, his eyes on mine as he counted off slowly.
By the time he made it to three I couldn’t control myself anymore and my teeth were already puncturing the skin of his hand.
The ache in my jaw eased almost immediately and I was so focused on the relief of it that I almost didn’t feel Dante’s bite until the double bond was clicking into place.
I wasn’t sure how long we stayed like that, letting the bonds settle in, but soon I heard a deep, rumbling voice fill my head.
