Remy’s eyes widened. “It’s not mine…I feelyourmagic.”
Frowning slightly, Carson murmured, “But I don’t have any magic…I’m a wolf shifter…I thought you knew that.”
“I do, but you must also have magic. I can feel it…always have been able to…when someone is using it on me.”
Carson lifted his hand slightly, looking at the blue, rippling sparks dancing between his hand and Remy’s skin. “See that? It has to be coming from you.”
Remy saw Carson staring at the flashes of dancing light. Unsure of what to expect when a magic user found a Fated Mate, Remy conceded, “I might be causing it, but I don’t know how to stop it.”
“I like it…it feels like I’m connected to you,” Carson murmured, resuming his caresses.
Smiling tenderly, Remy replied, “It’s the same for me…I’ve never felt like this before.” Fingering a button on Carson’s shirt, he said, “But I bet it would feel even better if you were naked.”
“I bet it would too,” Carson murmured, reminded he still had his clothes on. “Go ahead, I’m all yours.”
Smirking, Remy began to undo his mate’s buttons, greedily staring as more of Carson’s flesh was laid bare. Reaching inside the shirt, he moaned as his hands slid over his mates muscled chest. Smiling when the tiny sparks of light set his mate’s abs twitching, he continued down and palmed the growing bulge in Carson’s pants—biting his lower lip when he saw his mate’s deep, chocolate brown eyes turn black with lust.
“Do you need help undressing me?” Carson’s voice was low and raspy.
A shiver ran through Remy’s body. Shaking his head, he continued to unwrap his delicious present. Peeling the shirt off his mate’s shoulders and halfway down his arms, Remy licked his lips like a cat about to pounce on its prey. Closing his eyes for a moment, he sent his silent thanks to the Fates for his stunning mate.
“Remy?”
Blinking, Remy shifted his eyes to Carson’s face with a questioning eyebrow raised. “What?” he said, distractedly.
“Are you sure you don’t want help? I’m only half undressed and that just won’t do,” Carson growled, his lust now reaching a feverish pitch. “I need to feel every part of your skin against every part of mine, cock to cock, fucking you until you’re slick with sweat before I fill your ass with my cum…and claim you.”
“No! I can do it,” Remy squeaked, scrambling to stand, Carson’s erotic talk hardening his cock. As the picture of what his mate proposed to do played like an endless pleasure loop in his mind, he ordered, “Up! Now!”
Smirking, Carson rose, pulling his arms out of the dangling shirt. Then spreading them out, he announced impatiently, “I’m waiting.”
Wasting no time, Remy unbuckled his mate’s belt before undoing the waist button and pulling down the zipper. Sliding his hands inside while keeping his eyes on Carson’s face, he felt the slippery wetness on the tip of his mate’s cock. Coating his thumb with his mate’s essence and raising it to his mouth, he sucked on it.Oh, my fucking gods!Tasting his mate, Remy groaned, wondering how he was still able to stand as the overwhelming flavor of his mate infused his body flowing to every atom of his being.
Needing more, Remy pulled his mate’s cock out, whimpering as his hole clenched in anticipation of pleasure. Long and thick, it was exactly perfect for him. Slowly, he mapped out every vein, bump and ridge, licking his lower lip in anticipation of it sliding into his mouth. Falling to his knees, running his tongue up its turgid length, he sucked in the tip and, spurred on by hismate’s growls of approval, kept going until it filled his mouth.
Giving Carson a quick glance, he moaned at the primal stare he saw, pinning him in place. Not that he wanted to move, but knowing his mate held that kind of power over him just added fuel to the fire coursing through his veins. Keeping his tongue busy laving Carson’s cock, he pulled his mate’s pants down to his thighs before grabbing the gorgeous bubble butt that taunted him since he first laid eyes on it. Each cheek fit perfectly in his cupped hands and Remy kneaded them while bobbing his head up and down on the cock he wanted in him so badly.
Mine! Mine! Mine!Seeing those plump red lips, wet and glistening, spread wide around his cock, devouring it, pushed all of Carson’s buttons. Nothing could ever be hotter. Threading his fingers through Remy’s thick, black hair, Carson’s need to possess his mate consumed him, demanding he claim him immediately. Tugging Remy’s hair gently, he waited until he had his attention. “Mon amour,” he growled, his voice vibrating with need, “Take my pants off…now!”
His mate’s voice went straight to Remy’s cock; his eyes fluttered for a moment in response to the heat burning between them. Letting his mate’s cock slide out until only the tip remained in his mouth, he sucked the last bit of slick, clear, pre-cum from the slit before pulling back. Then, grabbing Carson’s pants and briefs, he forcefully tugged them down to his shoes. Glancing up, Remy gasped at the fiery gaze from his mate; its sheer power caused him to fall back on his butt.
Growling, Carson kicked off his shoes before stepping out of his pants. Leaning down, he lifted Remy in his arms and set him down in the middle of the bed. Takinga step back, Carson’s eyes roamed over his mate’s nakedness.Perfect…just perfect.
Emboldened by Carson’s lustful looks, Remy flexed his knees and spread his legs, giving his mate an eyeful of his cock, balls and pucker. Seeing his mate’s eyes drop down to his crotch, he sucked one of his fingers, wetting it before reaching down, circling it around his hole, and then slipping it in. Carson’s eyes shot up to Remy who smiled coyly and winked.
Sexy fucker! So, he wants to play. Watching Remy finger-fuck himself triggered a loud, possessive growl from Carson, which reverberated around the room as he crawled up between his mate’s legs. Sitting back on his heels, his nostrils flared as his eyes locked on the place he craved more than his next breath. Grabbing his rock-hard cock, he tugged out some droplets, using them as a lube to ease his stroking, all the while watching the blazing hot show his mate was putting on for him.
Remy was now splayed out for Carson’s viewing pleasure. Smiling suggestively, he began fondling his balls and cock, teasing his mate as Carson’s eyes turned to molten lava. Remy was ready and, by the look on his mate’s face, so was Carson. Sucking in his puffy lower lip before running his teeth over it several times, Remy lit the match, waiting for the explosion that would surely occur.
A raspy moan filled the bedroom as Carson’s need to claim his mate consumed him. Pulling Remy’s legs flat to the bed, he straddled his mate, running his fingers lightly over the ridges of Remy’s abs before sliding them up to his mate’s now-erect nipples. Rolling them between his fingers, he heard his mate inhale sharply, spurring him to run his tongue over Remy’s lips. When they partedwith a sigh, he swallowed his mate’s puff of air before thrusting his tongue inside.
Distracted by Carson’s kiss, it took Remy a moment before he felt his mate’s cock rubbing against his. Rolling his hips, shots of pleasure sparked between them, causing Remy’s eyes to roll back as his sighs were consumed by Carson’s mouth. The feel of his mate’s skin against his, along with the magical flashes of lightning arcing between them, intensified the fire burning within him. Craving more, Remy vigorously rocked his hips, his cock rubbing the underside of his mate’s stiff pole.
“Oh, babe…don’t stop,” Carson whispered against Remy’s lips, before sucking in his mate’s lower lip, nipping it before letting it slip from his teeth.
His face flushed with desire, Remy gazed at his gorgeous mate, inhaling sharply when he saw Carson’s raw need for him. “Claim me, Carsy,” he gasped, “make me yours…now and forever more.”
Carson grunted, “Bossy bottom…I like.” Rolling off his mate, he found the lube he’d previously thrown on the bed. Pausing, Carson looked down at his mate, his vulnerability exposed, his trust in him unwavering. Bending down, he licked Remy’s sack before licking a line down to the perfect pucker waiting for him. Running his tongue around the rim, he teased his mate’s hole until he felt the muscles relax. Then, thrusting his tongue in and out, over and over again, he turned his mate into a quivering shamble.
