Duncan released Jordan’s legs and leaned forward and pumped his hips faster. Moans filled the room and Duncan felt it, his beast was starting to become impatient. Duncan’s vision was starting to change from color to black and white and he knew he could no longer hold back his beast. To satisfy his beast he partially shifted but remained human. His nails lengthened and his canines extended. His skin bristled with soft, fine hair. Duncan dipped his head, kissing Jordan, their teeth scraping against their lips. Their lovemaking was slow and maddening.
Duncan didn’t want to rush their first time together. He knew that Jordan was on the cusp of coming, his cock was starting to swell and his balls began to tighten up. Jordan wrapped his legs around Duncan’s waist and his heels dug into his butt. He pulled away from their kiss and scraped his canines down to Jordan’s neck. He licked and nibbled at the pulsing vein, he knew what he wanted and his beast wanted the same thing. Jordan tilted his head to the side and Duncan wondered for a split second if he knew what he was doing.
“Please,” Jordan whimpered.
Duncan didn’t think about it, he sunk his teeth into Jordan’s flesh just as he felt the hot cum between them. Jordan was moaning and chanting his name continuously. His entire body felt as if it was on fire and he could not hold back his orgasm. He sunk his teeth deeper into Jordan’s skin, tasting more of his sweet blood was just as tasty as everything else about him.
Duncan closed his eyes and saw their threads of life connecting them together, mating them until death. Jordan was his, and they belonged together. He pulled his canines from Jordan’s flesh and licked the wound healing and stopping the bleeding but not closing the wound. There would be a mark, letting everyone know that he was mated, and that Jordan was his. Duncan lay completely on top of Jordan, breathing heavily in his neck. The hairs on his body disappeared and his eyes and nails went back to normal. The only thing that remained was his canines that he scraped against Jordan’s mating mark.
Jordan wrapped his arms around Duncan and wallowed in the feel of the man’s strength. “I must say for an old man and a first timer, you did very good.”
Duncan chuckled. “I think you just insulted me and complimented me in one breath.”
“Take it as a compliment, old man,” he told Duncan.
“Not that I’m not enjoying you being on top of me. But is there a reason you haven’t moved?” Duncan moved his hips and Jordan moaned, feeling something hard rub against his prostate. “Shit, what’s that?”
“One thing that’s not a fairy tale. When we bond or mate with our partners, we knot depending on the strength of our orgasm,” Duncan said, rubbing his knot against his prostate. “I hear it can be very enjoyable against certain spots,” he whispered in Jordan’s ear, before nipping at the lobe.
“Hey, cut me some slack. All of this is new to me.” Jordan moaned, he came twice already and looked as if he was going to come again for a third time.
He’d had a feeling that Duncan would be good in bed. Nobody who had a body like Duncan wouldn’t be able to rock his world. Duncan kissed Jordan’s earlobe and made his way to Jordan’s lips. Jordan felt his body heat up again just as it did earlier. His mind felt clouded, and his heart felt as if it was going to burst from his chest. His skin prickled once again. He dug his nails in Duncan’s skin grinding his hips, fucking himself on his mate’s cock. He pulled away from their kiss and just like before he had the urge to bite Duncan. He was going to come again and he couldn’t hold back screaming Duncan’s name before he sunk his teeth in Duncan’s neck and grunted when the first splash of Duncan’s blood touched his tongue.
Duncan let out a loud, long groan but did not flinch as if in pain. Jordan closed his eyes, loving the taste of Duncan’s blood as if it was life itself giving him sustenance. Lights sparked behind his eyes and he felt a rush of electric energy run through his body and settle in his stomach before cooling, making him shiver.Jordan retracted his canines and licked the wound on Duncan’s neck healing it but not closing it. He had no idea why he did that, but it felt as if it was the right thing to do. He closed his eyes, breathing in deeply. They lay like that, caressing and comforting each other, until Duncan’s cock slipped from his ass.
He rolled off Jordan and got out of bed. He heard water running, coming from the other side of the room, a few seconds later he felt Duncan cleaning him off with a warm cloth before joining him back in the bed. Duncan pulled him close and then kissed him on the back of his neck. The last thing he remembered before falling asleep was Duncan whispering good night to him.
Jordan woke the next morning with Duncan’s arms wrapped tightly around him. He looked out the window, it was still dark outside. Slowly he moved Duncan’s arm from around him and slipped out of bed. He pulled on his pants, that were still on the floor, and quietly left the room. He headed for the kitchen and started the coffee pot. He yawned and reached up to take down a cup when strong fingers slipped to rest on his hips and a sultry voice whispered in his ear.
“It’s bad behavior to disappear the morning after.” Duncan peppered kisses on his shoulder leading up to his neck.
Jordan smiled. “Good morning.” He turned and their lips connected. Jordan wrapped his arms around Duncan’s neck. Duncan tightened his arms around Jordan’s waist, pulling them closer together.
Their kiss went on for a while, neither heard the front door opening nor Ryland walking into the kitchen, then fixed himself a cup of coffee before sitting at the breakfast bar.
“Do you two plan on coming up for air?”
Jordan started and pulled away from their kiss and looked around Duncan seeing Ryland sitting there.
“When did you get here?” Jordan asked.
“And when are you going back?” Duncan asked right after.
“Duncan, stop it,” Jordan admonished stepping around him.
“A few minutes ago, and after breakfast, I was invited,” Ryland answered, quirking an eyebrow.
Duncan turned around to greet his friend. “Shit, I forgot I invited you over.”
“Apparently,” Ryland deadpanned. “I take it that’s out of the question now?”
Duncan scowled and Jordan snickered as he turned his back paying little attention to their conversation as he went about making himself a cup of coffee and preparing breakfast.
“Shut up,” Duncan said. “Anyway, I need you to call a special meeting for tonight,” he instructed.
“Yeah, sure, no problem,” Ryland said and Jordan heard the distraction in Ryland’s tone. “Um…nice tat, man, when did you get it?”
“What are you talking about?” Duncan asked, and it got Jordan’s attention.He walked around Duncan to see what Ryland was talking about, he also didn’t miss the appreciative look from the other man either. It seemed neither did Duncan. “Hey, keep your eyes off my mate,” he growled, but there was no heat to it.
