“Fuck,” I muttered.
“Breathe, baby,” Tate murmured as he stilled for a moment. I did as he told me and tried to force the rest of my body to relax. The pain got worse and the burn returned, but there was something else too. Something I couldn’t put my finger on. Something inside of me that wanted more, even as my flaming entrance was screaming that it was enough. I focused my eyes on Tate and saw the fierce concentration in his features as he watched where we were joined and I knew in that moment that this was exactly what I wanted. The knowledge helped my body relax even more and I actually felt when my hole gave way and accepted Tate’s thickness. Tate’s eyes connected with mine as he gave me a few seconds to adjust and my heart swelled at the sight of the unfettered love I saw there.
After that, the pain became secondary to everything else and bythe time Tate started giving me shallow thrusts, it was almost nonexistent. Heat had started to flood my limbs and I felt like electricity was firing through all my veins with every drag of Tate’s cock. And when Tate bottomed out inside of me, I whispered his name. He heard me and looked up and nodded in understanding.
Because it was fucking perfection.
Tate pulled out of me before slowly pushing back in and pleasure shot through me like a bullet. It happened every time he did it and he didn’t even miss a beat in his rhythm as he lowered all his weight down on me and kissed me. I wrapped my legs around the backs of his thighs and reached down with my hands to cover his ass so I could feel the flexing muscles as he drove into me.
The pain had completely dissipated and my cock, which had gone soft at Tate’s initial entry, swelled with need. Tate kept kissing me as he increased his pace and I grunted every time he buried himself inside of me as deep as he possibly could.
“Michael,” he whispered against my lips. “Michael,” he repeated, his voice filled with wonder. His lips skimmed over the raised skin on my cheek and jaw and then trailed down along my neck. They brushed briefly over the tattoo and then sought out my mouth again. I struggled to return Tate’s kiss because the feeling of him driving into me with powerful lunges was nearly too much.
“I’m close,” I managed to get out as I felt my balls draw up tight and electricity fired up my spine.
“Me too,” Tate said as he sipped at my lips. “You feel so perfect, Michael. So tight,” Tate breathed against my mouth. “I could stay inside of you forever.”
I shuddered at his words, but couldn’t manage to find my own voice. I dragged my hands up from his ass to his back and held on for dear life as my orgasm finally slammed into me and I shattered. Jet after jet of semen coated my abdomen as well as Tate’s. I couldn’t contain the harsh yell that left my lips, but Tate was there to swallow it down. And he came just seconds later. He was holding onto the bedding with one hand while the other slipped beneath my head to hold me still for his kiss. His muffled cries of relief mixed with mine as he slammed into me several times, driving my hipshigh. Heat flooded my insides which set off another, smaller orgasm deep inside of me. As Tate’s thrusts finally slowed, I lifted my legs to wrap around his lower back so I could keep him inside of me for as long as possible.
“Love you,” Tate said as he put one of his hands over my jackhammering heart.
I only managed to nod because I wasn’t capable of speech.
Tate chuckled. “Does that mean we get to do that again?”
I managed a harsh laugh that sounded more like a groan and nodded again. Vigorously. I sucked in a deep breath and spit out, “We’re definitely doing that again,” before I dragged Tate down for another kiss.
Chapter 26
TATE
“I can’t believeyou did that,” I joked after letting Matty out of the truck.
“Every kid needs a dog,” Hawke murmured as he came around the front of the truck and brushed his lips over mine. He put his arm around me and we watched Matty carry the puppy across the driveway to a grassy area next to the house. “Besides, it was meant to be,” Hawke said as he linked his fingers with mine and started leading me towards the house.
I was exhausted from the day’s events and even though it was still light out, I knew there wouldn’t be any issue with getting Matty to bed early because he was beyond tired. At least he had been until Hawke had stopped to speak to a neighbor of his who’d been parked near the grocery store we’d stopped at to grab some dinner from. The plan had been for Hawke to run in and grab a frozen pizza, but one look at the puppy the old rancher had been holding in his arms and Matty had begged to get out of the truck so he could play with it. I’d ended up going into the store to get the food and by the time I’d come back out, the rancher was gone and Matty was happily holding the small yellow puppy in his arms. Hawke had explained that it was the last of a surprise litter the rancher wastrying to find homes for and the woman he’d been planning to give the puppy to had failed to show to pick it up.
Hawke had looked stricken when he’d remembered what he’d said about it being a decision we needed to make together, but I’d let him off with a smile and a shake of my head and had sent him back inside the store to pick up some puppy food while Matty had run through a list of superhero names and finally settled on another X-Men favorite, Storm, for the female puppy.
The day after Matty and I had arrived in Wyoming, we’d said our goodbyes to Ronan, Seth, Mav and Bullet. Ronan and Seth were headed home to Seattle for some alone time while Mav had plans to explore some of the mountain passes on his huge Harley Davidson motorcycle while he waited for his next assignment. I’d learned very little about the heavily tattooed man with the long black hair except that he fit the stereotypical biker to a T. Hawke had told me that he knew little about Mav’s personal life, but I hadn’t missed the respect he held for the man. The fact that he didn’t appear to have a home to return to had bothered me greatly, but he’d declined our invitation to dinner the night Seth and Ronan had left. We’d spent much of that day exploring the town of Rocky Point and the surrounding area and at one point when we’d taken a short walk to check out Hawke’s property, he’d taken my hand and veered us off the trail we’d been on. I hadn’t had any clue what he’d wanted to show me and Matty, but it had become clear when we’d entered a clearing by a small lake and there had been a single headstone beneath the branches of a huge tree.
Hawke hadn’t said much as we’d stood there, other than to explain that he and Revay had spent most of their summer vacations playing in the lake and laying on the sand dreaming of what their future would hold. Matty had been uncharacteristically solemn and I’d nearly lost it when he’d moved around me to stand on Hawke’s other side so he could hold his hand too. Hawke and I had spent the rest of the night after Matty had gone to bed talking about our plans for the future and I’d been both worried and excited when he’d said he thought Seattle would be a good place for us to settle. I’d tried to tell him that we could make a life inRocky Point after Matty’s treatment was finished, but he’d refused, saying that we needed a fresh start…all of us. His only request had been that I be okay with him not selling the property since it was where Revay was buried. And when I’d asked about his pursuit of Buck and Denny, he’d simply told me it was over and I’d left it at that.
We’d made love again that night, but unlike the other times we’d been together, it was unhurried and we spent more time just exploring each other in a way that wasn’t completely sexual. I’d discovered that for all his brawn and beauty, Hawke was supremely ticklish and Hawke had enjoyed finding every one of my erogenous zones and exploiting them. The next morning we’d ended up deciding on a spur of the moment trip to Yellowstone National Park which was just a couple of hours away. Matty had been in heaven as we’d explored the park both on foot and by car, but the highlight of the trip had been when we’d spotted a black bear and her two cubs crossing the road about a hundred yards from our car. We’d spent the night in a hotel and had spent the rest of today exploring before finally heading home.
Hence the exhaustion.
We’d just reached the porch when I heard Matty calling for me followed by a comment about him not being able to find the puppy.
“It’s okay, I’ll go,” I said to Hawke as he started to follow me. “Can you put the pizza in while I check on him?”
Hawke nodded. “Can you grab my phone from the truck on your way back? I need to charge it.”
“I told you not to show him those games on your phone,” I said with a chuckle.
“Yeah, you did,” Hawke acknowledged. “What can I say, the kid’s got me wrapped around his finger. How was I supposed to know he’d play them till the phone died?” Hawke groused as he climbed the porch stairs. “Besides, I’m not the one who forgot my phone all together.”
I shot him a dirty look and began walking towards the side of the house where I’d last seen Matty headed with the puppy. A twinge of concern went through me when I didn’t see himanywhere and I began walking across the field towards a large, run down barn that Hawke had warned Matty not to play around.
