Sitting up quickly, Carson began to coat his cock and fingers with lube. Then, wrapping a hand around Remy’s cock, he stroked it several times before pressing a finger into his mate’s hole. Feeling the muscles clench, he fought the urge to thrust his cock in lest he hurt his mate. Instead, he slowly worked his fingers in: first one, thentwo, and finally, three. Listening to Remy scream his name when he found his mate’s pleasure spot, Carson knew he could no longer wait.
Grabbing Remy’s hips, Carson slowly slid the dripping tip of his cock into the pucker and, after breaching the ring of muscles at the opening, paused, allowing Remy time to adjust. When his mate rocked his hips, seeking more of him, Carson pushed the rest of the way in until his balls were touching Remy’s ass. Desire swirling through him as he felt his mate’s muscles tightly around his cock.
Closing his eyes, Remy concentrated on breathing and relaxing. It had been a long time since someone was inside him, but no one had ever felt as right as his mate. When his muscles finally relaxed, he opened his eyes, gazing at the tightness of his mate’s jaw, and murmured, “Fuck me, Carsy.”
Sliding his cock out of Remy’s hole—stopping when only the tip of it remained inside—Carson then thrust back in, balls deep, seeking to fill his mate completely. Groaning with pleasure, he began to slowly slide in and out before quickening his pace, building up to a crescendo. When Remy wrapped his legs around his mate’s back, Carson leaned forward, giving his mate a hard kiss before picking up the pace again.
Pumping his hips hard and fast, Carson wanted Remy to come first. Adjusting his angle, he found what he was looking for, grinning when his mate screamed his name. Hitting his mate’s prostate repeatedly, Carson watched as Remy writhed beneath him, begging for release. When he heard the increased volume of Remy’s wild sounds filling the air, Carson reached down, grabbing his mate’s cock, and began stroking it hard and fast.
Remy gave himself to his mate, opening himself up, letting Carson take control of his pleasure. The fire within was growing, running through him, igniting a shower of sparks as his fingertips touched his mate’s body. Nothing had ever felt as good, nothing had ever burned so fiercely, nothing had ever taken over his body as Carson had. At that moment, Remy felt his magic grow, spreading to every part of him before spilling over into Carson, encapsulating them both—in a light sphere.
Closing his eyes as exquisite pleasure overcame him, Remy screamed—his body arcing off the bed, his climax racing through him, his cum shooting onto his stomach and chest. He felt his mate’s teeth clamp down at the juncture of his shoulder and neck; a sharp, stabbing pain that quickly faded. Then he felt his mate’s body shudder and fiery heat filled him as Carson’s love wove itself throughout his heart and soul, tying them together…forever.
Lifting his head, Carson’s eyes burned with a thousand fires as the crackling of the light sphere continued to encircle them. When he saw the adoration in Remy’s eyes, Carson smiled tenderly at his mate. So many times, he’d given up hope of ever finding the one that was meant for him and yet, it had happened—all of his dreams coming true as Carson finally found his home, the place he belonged, the place he would protect with every fiber of his being.
Kissing Remy gently, before rolling them together until they were on their sides facing each other, Carson’s eyes looked at the light around them. “Babe, are you all right? You know…with whatever this is?”
Giggling, Remy murmured, “It’s a light sphere, I think...although I never made one this big.”
“Youmade it?” asked Carson, raising an eyebrow.
Shrugging, Remy replied, “I don’t think so…at least not that I know. Why?”
Chuckling, Carson said, “Well, I was just thinking it gave a whole new meaning to seeing fireworks when you fall in love…or in this case, when I made love to you.”
“I love it when you make love to me,” purred Remy. “Feel free to do it…oh, I don’t know…twenty times a day.”
“Twenty times, hmm,” Carson grinned, “I better get started.”
After another blazing hot, heart pounding round of sex, his mate fell asleep in Carson’s arms. Looking at the light sphere surrounding them, Carson was reminded of something that happened to him and his wolf when he bit Remy. Making a mental note to ask his mate about it after they woke up, Carson yawned, before falling into a deep sleep.
Chapter 26
Carson opened his eyes reluctantly, then shut them tightly again. Remy’s tiny whimper as he snuggled close to him brought a wide smile to his face. Tucking Remy’s head under his chin, he inhaled his mate’s soothing scent, knowing it would always represent home to him, fulfilling all the dreams he ever had about a mate. Then, hearing the grandfather clock strike the hour, he realized Mrs. B would be back soon with Remy’s brothers. Time to get up.
Barely opening one eye, he saw that the light sphere had dissipated, leaving Remy’s body glowing where the sun’s rays washed over it. Running his hand over his mate’s curves, Carson’s cock twitched, rising again in response to the sparks his caresses ignited. Stilling his hand, Carson willed his dick down; there wasn’t enough time left to love his mate the way Remy deserved. Sighing, he tried to erase the erotic images in his mind—they’d have to wait until his mate’s brothers were asleep for the night.
“Why did you stop?” Remy asked, his voice thick with sleep.
“Because your brothers will be home shortly and unless you want to have a talk about the birds and bees sooner than you planned, we need to get up and shower,” Carson grinned. “I promise to make sure your dick and balls are clean, inside and out.”
“Shit…” Remy sat up, glancing at his phone. “Oh fuck! C’mon, Mrs. B will be home in twenty minutes.” Scrambling out of bed, he glanced over his shoulder at Carson still in bed, slowly stroking his hard cock. “By the way, did your father ever give you that talk?”
Distracted by Remy’s beautiful ass, Carson asked, “What talk?”
“The sex talk…you know…did he tell you all about fucking?” asked Remy.
Laughing, Carson shook his head. “My father was an asshole…the only thing I learned from him was hownotto be an Alpha.”
“So, who did?”
“My older brothers…but it was more a bees and bees talk.”
“Oh good…since my parents never gave me the talk and you have experience, I think it’s better if my brothers come to you about that kind of stuff,” Remy giggled, sashaying toward the bathroom.
“What? Wait!” Carson jumped out of bed; his hard-on forgotten as he trailed his mate to the bathroom. “I didn’t say I gave it…and I don’t think I should do it because, you know, I could scar them for life. Maybe my brother Colton should do it. He’s a nurse so he’ll have all the answers to any possible questions they may have…yeah, Colton…they should talk to him.”
After turning on the shower, Remy looked at Carson, smirking at his red cheeks. “I don’t know…they might not be comfortable with discussing it with your brother.”
