there,” Corey told him. He glanced around the room and spotted the bear carpet in front of his fireplace. There was as good as any place. He’d make use of it and get this thing done, so he and Devin could have some privacy. He walked over to the carpet and began undoing his belt buckle while toeing out of his boots. “Come here, Devin.”
“Bossy, isn’t he?” Devin tossed to Blaine in passing. “I’ll show him who is in charge after while.”
“I bet you will.” Blaine laughed and flopped on the couch.
Corey didn’t like how his second’s cock was already hard, tenting his jeans. When he was naked, he jerked Devin close to him and kissed his lips hungrily. Devin was just as determined to show he wouldn’t be tamed. Their biceps flexed as they rubbed together, tongues mating. Corey had grown rock hard from the second Devin’s shaft brushed his. Pushing and pulling, they sank to their knees on the carpet.
After a few more minutes of greedy kisses, Corey drew back. “Are you sure you’re my mate?”
Devin smiled. So much love shone in his eyes, Corey felt almost like he needed to shield against it. And then he remembered the dream. The scene had been this one, the two of them before the fireplace, holding one another. Emotion swelled inside of him. Even if he was still nervous about all this, the fact was he felt something for Devin. No. More than something. This was love. He loved Devin. He’d felt like he would die if he lost him during that battle. He’d killed several shifters, something he’d never done before. Looking into Devin’s dark gaze, Corey knew he’d do it all again if it meant keeping Devin safe.
Embarrassed, he muttered, “I love you.”
Devin shuddered in his arms. “I love you, too, Corey. I accept you as my Alpha and as my mate. I pledge my loyalty to you and to this pack.”
“Our pack,” Corey said. “I accept you as my mate, and I claim you now.”
Corey lowered Devin to the carpet and kissed down his body. He ran his fingertips over the hard plains, licked and nibbled the taut skin. Devin’s muscles contracted with each touch. His body was hard and unyielding, so unlike a woman’s, and yet, it drove Corey’s desires even higher. He reached Devin’s thigh and raised his knee while he explored the broad expanse. The sprinkle of dark hair tickled his nose, and the tanned skin excited him.
While he kissed up to Devin’s groin, he ran his hand under his lover’s thigh until he reached his ass. He squeezed the tight rounded muscle at the same time he swallowed Devin’s cock. A moan ripped from his throat, echoed by Devin’s. Corey wanted to spend all day loving his mate’s shaft, but he had to complete the claiming first.
He sat up and pulled Devin down to him. He lay on his back, legs raised to expose his rear entrance. Only then did Corey realize had hadn’t brought in the lotion. He saw Blaine move from the corner of his eye and looked up. His friend waved a tube of lubricant and then shot it to him. Corey knew his face must be red. Loving Devin he’d forgotten that quickly that they had an audience. He bent his head to the task of readying his lover and then tossed the tube aside.
His eyes met Devin’s, and right away, he was caught up once again. How he loved him. Bringing their bodies together this way completed him when he’d not known there was something missing. So the old saying about his people was true. They each needed their mate to be whole.
Corey hauled Devin’s thighs and rear higher on his lap. He pushed his cock down so the head was right at Devin’s entrance. Using his fingers wasn’t necessary. Devin was ready. His body opened to Corey, stretching yet squeezing him at the same time. His breath hissed between his teeth as he pushed deeper. Devin’s dark lashes fanned his cheeks. His head went back and he arched into Corey’s thrust. This was his mate’s surrender, he thought. He took it willingly, knowing the relationship with Devin
“Bossy, isn’t he?” Devin tossed to Blaine in passing. “I’ll show him who is in charge after while.”
“I bet you will.” Blaine laughed and flopped on the couch.
Corey didn’t like how his second’s cock was already hard, tenting his jeans. When he was naked, he jerked Devin close to him and kissed his lips hungrily. Devin was just as determined to show he wouldn’t be tamed. Their biceps flexed as they rubbed together, tongues mating. Corey had grown rock hard from the second Devin’s shaft brushed his. Pushing and pulling, they sank to their knees on the carpet.
After a few more minutes of greedy kisses, Corey drew back. “Are you sure you’re my mate?”
Devin smiled. So much love shone in his eyes, Corey felt almost like he needed to shield against it. And then he remembered the dream. The scene had been this one, the two of them before the fireplace, holding one another. Emotion swelled inside of him. Even if he was still nervous about all this, the fact was he felt something for Devin. No. More than something. This was love. He loved Devin. He’d felt like he would die if he lost him during that battle. He’d killed several shifters, something he’d never done before. Looking into Devin’s dark gaze, Corey knew he’d do it all again if it meant keeping Devin safe.
Embarrassed, he muttered, “I love you.”
Devin shuddered in his arms. “I love you, too, Corey. I accept you as my Alpha and as my mate. I pledge my loyalty to you and to this pack.”
“Our pack,” Corey said. “I accept you as my mate, and I claim you now.”
Corey lowered Devin to the carpet and kissed down his body. He ran his fingertips over the hard plains, licked and nibbled the taut skin. Devin’s muscles contracted with each touch. His body was hard and unyielding, so unlike a woman’s, and yet, it drove Corey’s desires even higher. He reached Devin’s thigh and raised his knee while he explored the broad expanse. The sprinkle of dark hair tickled his nose, and the tanned skin excited him.
While he kissed up to Devin’s groin, he ran his hand under his lover’s thigh until he reached his ass. He squeezed the tight rounded muscle at the same time he swallowed Devin’s cock. A moan ripped from his throat, echoed by Devin’s. Corey wanted to spend all day loving his mate’s shaft, but he had to complete the claiming first.
He sat up and pulled Devin down to him. He lay on his back, legs raised to expose his rear entrance. Only then did Corey realize had hadn’t brought in the lotion. He saw Blaine move from the corner of his eye and looked up. His friend waved a tube of lubricant and then shot it to him. Corey knew his face must be red. Loving Devin he’d forgotten that quickly that they had an audience. He bent his head to the task of readying his lover and then tossed the tube aside.
His eyes met Devin’s, and right away, he was caught up once again. How he loved him. Bringing their bodies together this way completed him when he’d not known there was something missing. So the old saying about his people was true. They each needed their mate to be whole.
Corey hauled Devin’s thighs and rear higher on his lap. He pushed his cock down so the head was right at Devin’s entrance. Using his fingers wasn’t necessary. Devin was ready. His body opened to Corey, stretching yet squeezing him at the same time. His breath hissed between his teeth as he pushed deeper. Devin’s dark lashes fanned his cheeks. His head went back and he arched into Corey’s thrust. This was his mate’s surrender, he thought. He took it willingly, knowing the relationship with Devin
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