"Anything else?" he asked with a smirk.
The devilish sparkle in the omega’s eyes turned him on. "You're a mouthy little thing."
"Well, it's your job as the big bad alpha to teach the helpless omega a lesson?"
"I doubt you are ever helpless," Creed told him as he leaned down and took his mouth, shutting him up. Creed reached up and grabbed Winter's wrists holding them down as their cocks rubbed together.
"Oh yes," Winter hissed against his mouth. "Been so long."
Creed growled wanting to erase the trace of anyone but him who had been a part of his mate’s past. He felt his territorial nature rise up inside of him and released more of his pheromones, letting it surround them both. He was going to mark Winter any way he could before the night was over. Creed trailed his lips down to Winter's chin then to his neck, sucking up a mark on his skin. Their hips didn't stop their rhythmic dance. He could feel his impending orgasm and didn't plan on stopping or slowing things down. Creed wanted to feel his omega lose it underneath him.
Releasing his wrists, he clasped their fingers together as he ground down on the man. The roughness of the material rubbing against the sensitive head of his erection felt like a little bit of heaven.
"Creed, I…I’m coming.”
Their movements intensified, he felt Winter’s breath ghosting against the side of his face. "Come," he ordered then bit into Winter's soft flesh.
His sexy omega’s nails dug into his fingers, and the heel of his feet pressed deeper into his ass. Creed did not mind, he wasn’t that far behind.
Gods this feels so fucking good.
He loved the sensation of their cocks rubbing together, the sweet lingering scent of their pheromones in the air. It was all heightened with the sweet taste of Winter's skin. Creed’s body was in heat knowing that before the night ended, he was going to claim his mate. The rhythm of their hips slowed Creed licked then lightly blew on the bite mark on Winter's neck. He released Winter's hands then laid his head on his chest. Winter wrapped his arms around him as they laid on the couch in sticky cum and comfortable silence.
"There's no going back now," Winter whispered breaking the silence between them.
"Nope, and I don’t regret it,“ Creed said lifting his head to look at his mate.
“Me either.” Winter cupped one of his cheeks.
Creed kissed his palm before speaking again. “It's not ideal or romantic how we met. But you're mine, and I'm yours, and we have a sweet baby to take care of and watch grow up to be the new man his mother and father wanted him to be."
"I want to do what I promised Caroline.” His voice cracked when he spoke.
"I never got the chance to meet her, but I'll help you keep that promise."
"Okay."
Creed kissed him once more, this time slower and less hurried. They stayed downstairs for a few minutes longer before going up to their rooms to clean up before Connor woke up.
"Hey," Winter said before Creed could walk into the guest bedroom.
"Yeah, what's up?”
"After we put Connor down for the night, want to sleep in my room with me tonight?"
"When you say sleep..."
"As in cuddling, with our eyes and drift off into dreamland."
"That's it, and nothing else?"
"Yup, nothing else."
"All right."
Winter nodded and went into his room and Creed turned and did the same. Things were going to be okay between them.
Over the next few days,Creed and Winter developed a schedule when it came to taking care of Connor. Creed took the night shift since he still wasn't acclimated to the difference in time zones, and Winter took the days. Creed usually woke up in time to run a few errands, like getting a new cellphone, changing his address, and getting the information he needed to take his professional landscaper’s exam. Earlier that day he’d met with Richard’s lawyer to see about liquidating some of his brother’s assets and set up a trust fund for Connor. There were a few things that he still needed to do, like officially saying goodbye to his brother, and pay a visit to Makami’s Architectural and Design firm.
