Reid shot me a look that suggested he knew exactly what I was doing, but loved me for it all the same. “When Finn called me your mate. That’s what we are now, ye know. We’re mates. I’m your mate, and you’re mine.”
I growled, lowering my head to kiss him. “If ye want a nap, ye need to stop saying that.”
Reid looked up from under hooded lids, his lust rising to meet mine. “Suddenly I’m not feeling so tired.”
It would’ve been faster to shift and let Reid ride me again, but I wasn’t putting him down right now. Not even to get inside him faster.
Besides, this delicious build of lust? The echo of Reid’s feeding into my own? The tension that increased with every measured step I took?
That was better than any foreplay.
I took the long way to the fishing cabin. I couldn’t go near the main clan areas, not right now. Nobody would blink twice at my nudity or that Reid was in my arms. However, the massive fucking erection I was sporting would raise more than one set of eyebrows. Not wanting to give my friends enough fodder to tease me with for the next decade, I decided the longer walk was worth it.
Reid wriggled. “Can you carry me a different way?”
“Sure.” I paused. “What did you have in mind?”
When I started walking again, Reid had his legs around my waist and arms around my neck. I didn’t know what was driving me crazier—his hands tugging at my hair, his hardness pressed against my stomach, or the kisses he was dropping on whatever skin he could reach.
Scratch that, it was the bond. There was a very real possibility that I might spontaneously combust before we made it to the cabin.
That or nail Reid against a tree. If I used my arms to hold him, he’d be okay.
Right?
It wasn’t worth the risk. Not for our first time post-mating.
I wanted to be somewhere secure, where I could drop my guard and give Reid my full focus. Where we could be as loud as we wanted, as we needed, without worrying we’d be overheard.
Somehow, we made it to the cabin. No idea what happened in that final mile. I was too busy kissing Reid to concentrate on the direction we were going in.
My wolf must’ve taken the lead, guiding us there safely. Unsurprising given how fucking ecstatic he was about this turn of events. Never before had the two of us been in such perfect sync.
It’d be this way going forward. I was sure of it. Why would it be any different when we both had the same purpose?
To protect and love our mate. To make him happy.
Obviously, there were other purposes too, but no other would ever be as important as this one.
When the door clicked shut behind us, Reid wriggled to be put down. “Need to taste you.”
“I’ll never say no to that.” I gently set him on the floor. It was completely pointless, what with how Reid impatiently dropped to his knees. “Careful, sweetheart, you’ll hurt yourself.”
“I’m fine,” he said distractedly, stroking my cock as he eyed it. “God, I need you so badly.”
I didn’t get a chance to tell him the same. My ability to speak was stolen the instant he put his mouth on me.
He wasn’t tentative. Didn’t go slow. No, Reid hollowed his cheeks like his life depended on it. His head bobbed furiously, his heated gaze never leaving mine.
“Fuck, sweetheart,” I panted, cupping his head. “Keep going like that and I’m going to come.”
If anything, that just had him taking me deeper. Swallowing around my length. Humming like the precum I was feeding him was the most delicious meal ever.
I wanted to last. I did. Every encounter with Reid had blown my previous experiences out of the water. But this? Feeling his own lust rise along my own? It was something new. Something extraordinary.
One of Reid’s hands cupped my balls, rolling them once. That was all it took for me to start shooting down his throat.
There was a pulse of surprise through the bond, and then Reid’s orgasm slammed into me. I cried out, my hips jerking as another wave went through me, unloading more cum into Reid’s waiting mouth.
