Dash’s body tensed, and he went still.
“A premeditated plan to fuck.” He kissed Dash’s neck again, just below the ear. “It’s pretty fucking hot, alpha.”
“Is it?”
“You came with a plan to seduce me,” Emerson whispered against his ear. “You’re a naughty boy… and I like it.”
Dash relaxed against him. He rose a bit higher and came back down over Emerson’s cock.
“Not like I had to try all that hard to seduce you,” Dash said, looking over his shoulder and grinning.
“How can I tell you no?”
Dash rose even higher and slid back down. Emerson wrapped both arms around Dash’s body to give him stability. Dash took it and ran, riding Emerson’s cock faster and faster—and pushed them both to the edge. The second he came down over Emerson’s knot, they simultaneously orgasmed, Dash’s cock shooting onto the floor, the release unaided by either of their hands.
Their roars of pleasure continued as Emerson’s knot inflated and locked them together. Emerson’s cock spasmed over and over, filling and breeding his alpha.
Dash collapsed back against him. Emerson held him even tighter as they panted, drawing in big gasps of air. He could feel Dash’s heart thundering under his ribcage. It pounded as fast as his did.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this,” Emerson said before wiping some sweat from his brow. “You’re sure it doesn’t hurt?”
“I’m fine, Em,” Dash said.
It was the second time Dash had used his nickname. Only his family called him that. No man had the right to use it outside the Walker clan.
Except his alpha.
His brother’s comment whispered through his mind.Had you not both been alpha, I would’ve been sure two mates had met that day.
Emerson pressed his lips to the back of Dash’s neck and spread small, gentle kisses there as his cock pumped the man full of seed. It was wild how comfortable it already felt to have Dash in his arms, locked together like that, both of them vulnerable in the aftermath of their desire. It was even wilder how much he didn’t want to let go.
“Dash?”
“Yeah,” Dash said, his head lolling back and resting on Emerson’s shoulder.
“What’re we doing here?”
Dash was silent for a moment. He rolled his head to the side and looked at Emerson. “Besides fucking?”
“We’re both risking a lot…”
“Not this again,” Dash grumbled.
“I’m not arguing that we shouldn’t,” Emerson said. “But why? Why are we both so willing to risk it all for a man we barely know?”
Dash rolled his head forward, staring up at the ceiling. “Because… we fit.”
“We fit.That’syour best explanation?” Emerson asked.
Dash scrubbed his face with both hands, tensing. “I don’t know, Emerson. I’ve just been fucked brainless and you want to define the undefinable? Can we not do this? I’d rather enjoy being with you.” Dash scoffed.“While we can.”
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While we can.
That sobered Emerson. He rubbed the tip of his nose against Dash’s neck, drawing in the alpha’s scent. It mixed with his own and the scent of their fucking. After a few seconds of Emerson’s languid kisses, Dash’s body melted back into his.
He pressed a kiss to Dash’s forehead. Dash’s head lolled to the side, and he looked over at Emerson. He gazed into the man’s gray eyes, longing to claim Dash as his own for the world to see.
