by Fel Fern
“I’m heading inside first,” Kian told him. “Join us for a pizza break unless you have other plans.”
Kian gave him a wink, nodding to Ryan, shirtless and mouth-watering, as Ryan headed inside the three-story house that was to be their new home. Nathan rolled his eyes. Sometimes, Kian could be immature. Although he had to admit the prospect sounded tempting.
They hardly had any time for themselves right after Allie was rescued. They were part of the group that helped the victims find their way back to their homes. Some were too broken to fix. Hell, Nathan occasionally heard Allie waking up in the middle of the night screaming.
Allie was strong though, just like Ryan and Noel. Nathan knew someday, she would come out stronger than ever. She was certainly passionate in helping her ex-captives.
Nathan looked around their new neighborhood. Their new pack house was located in one of the newer residential districts in Darkfall Mountain. This was a place where parents weren’t afraid to let their kids play outside, a place where a human or a paranormal could feel safe.
However, the residents weren’t naïve. They knew something was about to happen. A couple of townsfolk packed their things and left town, but most stayed behind, knowing Darkfall was still the safest place on earth.
“Thinking deep thoughts?” asked Ryan.
Nathan turned to see his mate leaning against the doorway, still shirtless. Shamelessly, Nathan looked his sexy, gorgeous wolf up and down. Sweat beaded on Ryan’s skin, highlighting all his yummy muscles. He also didn’t fail to notice his mate was sporting a huge hard-on for him.
“See something you like?” Nathan asked, changing the topic.
Ryan’s eyes turned to beast yellow, full of lust and want. “You.”
Ryan held out a hand, and Nathan walked up to his mate, silly grin on his face. He didn’t care. This was what love did to people, turned them into silly fools and overprotective heroes. Until now, Nathan hadn’t heard the last of Ryan’s admonitions about taking bullets for him.
Nathan would never tell his wonderful mate he’d do it over and over again if it meant Ryan’s life was in danger.
The moment Nathan reached Ryan, his mate swept him up in his arms. Their bodies touched. Nathan took a lungful of his mate’s familiar scent and nuzzled Ryan’s scent.
“You’re all sweaty,” Nathan pointed out. “I think you need a shower.”
Ryan raised an eyebrow. “By the time we finish, all the pizza would be gone.”
“Who cares about pizza, when I have you?” Nathan answered, making Ryan laugh. He shrieked when Ryan suddenly lifted him in his arms and carried him inside. “Put me down.”
Nathan’s face turned red as they walked past the dining room. There were grins their way.
“Daddy Noel, why is Uncle Ryan carrying Uncle Nathan?” asked Ariel.
“Finish your food,” Noel said. “Ignore those two.”
Nathan swatted at Ryan. “I can walk on my own.”
“Hush you.”
Ryan climbed up the flight of stairs and headed straight for their new bedroom. Lucky for them, two bedrooms in the house came with bathrooms. Ryan kicked the door shut and finally set him down. The room was still empty save for a mattress and boxes in the corner, but it was a start.
When Nathan visualized the future, it wasn’t exactly like this. If he had his way, there would be no war and no fighting for the survival, but this was their reality. Now all they had to do was win the upcoming war and with Sergio Esteban at the head, he was confident of the future.
All his thoughts melted into a puddle when he noticed Ryan peeling off the last of his clothes. Ryan’s boxers went last. His mate stood mere inches from him, completely glorious, nude and hard. Nathan’s mouth watered. His jeans suddenly felt too tight.
“You’re still dressed.” Ryan practically growled out the words.
“Can you blame me? I’m stunned by how lucky I am.”
Ryan closed in and yanked his shirt off. “I’m the lucky bastard here.”
“Well, we can agree to disagree on that,” Nathan quipped.
His jeans and boxers went next.
“Shower sex?” Ryan asked.
“Definitely.”
His mate grabbed his arm and tugged him inside the bathroom. Ryan turned the shower on at the lowest setting and pushed him against the cold tile walls. For a second, Nathan could hear nothing but the sound of his beating heart. Water fell in a steady trickle down their bodies. Looking down, he smiled at the sight of Ryan’s erection.
“You want my cock, baby?” Ryan asked with a grin.
After Allie’s rescue, Ryan turned a lot less broody. His mate’s real self finally had the chance to come out, but Nathan loved all of Ryan. That was love, enduring good times and bad together. If their situations were reversed, Nathan knew Ryan would follow him to the ends of the earth.
“What’s wrong?” Ryan asked, probably noticing his silence.
Nathan looked deep into his mate’s eyes and said the words he never got to say before. “I love you.”
How three simple words had such an impact, he didn’t know. They surprised Ryan, but only for a moment. Ryan closed in, grabbed the nape of his neck and gave him one long and searing kiss. Their tongues and teeth tangled. When Ryan pulled away, Nathan was breathing hard.
“I fucking love you too, baby,” Ryan said simply, sending his heart into a staccato rhythm.
The dominant wolf reached between their bodies and curled his fingers around Nathan’s dick. Moaning, Nathan thrust his hips into Ryan’s waiting hand as Ryan glided his hand up and down his slick prick. Thumbing away the pre-cum on Nathan’s tip, Ryan lifted his hand and offered it to Nathan. Nathan licked his own cum off his mate’s fingers.
“Good job, baby.”
“Keep touching me. Please.”
Ryan continued giving him a handjob. Nathan was aware of Ryan using his other hand to cup one of his ass cheeks, giving it a squeeze. He spread his thighs a little further, so Ryan could trace the rim of his puckered hole. Nathan could already imagine his powerful mate sinking his fat cock inside his tiny hole, stretching him, reminding Nathan who his heart and body belonged to.
“I want.” Nathan couldn’t continue, because Ryan stroked his dick faster.
“What do you want, baby?” Ryan nipped his ear.
Nathan didn’t know what to say first. Sooner or later, he was going to shoot the longer Ryan kept stoking the fire in him. “Please, I can’t hold it back any longer.”
“Go ahead, pet. Come all over my fingers. Do it now,” Ryan commanded.
With a cry, Nathan came, spilling his load all over Ryan’s fingers and the shower tiles. He slumped against the wall, still hungry for more. Eying Ryan’s hard dick, Nathan began to reach for it, but Ryan grabbed his hand.
“Show me how much you want my cock in you.”
Ryan took a step back so Nathan could go on his knees. This is was one of Nathan’s favorite positions. He took every opportunity to make his dominant mate growl. Settling between Ryan’s legs, Nathan felt Ryan spearing fingers into his hair and tugging him close. Once Ryan pressed his prick between his lips, Nathan took over. Tongue lashing out, he licked the pre-cum on Ryan’s cockhead and played with the slit.
Using his tongue, he traced Ryan from crown to balls, savoring the taste of his mate. The insistent pull on his hair told him Ryan was impatient. Opening his mouth, Nathan took Ryan’s prick in and bobbed his head up and down.
“Fuck, baby. You’re always so good at this,” Ryan murmured.
The praise made Nathan glow with pride. He applied careful suction, until Ryan pulled his dick out, groaning.
“I need to finish in you,” Ryan rasped.
His mate helped Nathan to his feet. Ryan grabbed him by the shoulders, spun him and pinned his hands on top of his head.
“Keep them there,” Ryan said.
“Yes, sir.”
That got a chuckle out of Ryan. Nathan could hear Ryan stepping out o
f the shower stall and opening the drawer under the sink to get a lube. Once Ryan was behind him, Ryan planted a kiss on the side of his neck, exactly where Ryan’s mate mark was. Nathan shivered. His wolf came alive at the press of Ryan’s lips. Before being mated, Nathan didn’t know his beast could feel so passionate.
Mating was putting all the missing pieces of his heart and soul together, making him whole. He only understood that vital fact after Ryan claimed him. Nathan couldn’t imagine a life without Ryan.
“Spread, baby,” Ryan said against his ear.
Nathan widened his stance, moaning when Ryan worked slick fingers into his ass. Not wasting time, Ryan put two fingers in him, adding in a third to stretch him. Despite living together for nearly half a year, excitement still thrummed in Nathan’s veins as Ryan finally positioned his cockhead into his entrance.
“Ready for me?” Ryan asked.
“Always. Ride me hard, baby. I want to feel you deep inside me.”
Ryan gripped his hips and sheathed himself fully inside Nathan. The motion left Nathan breathless for a few seconds. The brief pain would soon be accompanied by the sweetest pleasure, Nathan knew. He groaned when Ryan started to thrust in and out of him.
“You feel so fucking tight, so amazing.” Ryan’s words still brought a blush to his cheeks even now.
His mate rode him, fast and hard. Each time Ryan slammed inside him, Nathan could feel their wolves coming together, becoming one. With each entry, Ryan went deeper, breaching his most intimate places. Ryan owned him, body and heart and Nathan could want for nothing else.
The pressure in him continued to build, and Nathan knew he wouldn’t last long. Ryan must have changed the trajectory of his thrusts because his next entry brushed against Nathan’s sweet spot. Back arching, a gasp tore out of him. Nathan clawed the tiles, needing something to hold on to.
“More, please,” Nathan pleaded.
Ryan hit his prostate repeatedly, finally hurtling him over the edge. Vision reeling, the bathroom faded away until all that mattered was Ryan and his joined bodies. With a whimper, Nathan came hard, shooting his spunk all over the walls. Ryan wasn’t far behind. Entering him several more times, Ryan reached orgasm with a growl, shooting his seed inside his ass.
Nathan leaned his head against the wall, panting. Ryan turned him gently in his arms. Nathan gave him a sheepish smile.
“I hope you’re not tired, baby. I plan to devour you over and over again tonight,” Ryan said.
“I’m far from tired,” Nathan retorted. His pulse raced at the thought of his mate taking him again. Perhaps they could try the counter. They hadn’t had sex there yet.
“What are you smirking at?” Ryan asked.
“I’m excited. It feels like my life really started the moment I met you.”
Laughing, Ryan increased the water pressure.
“I feel the same, baby. You taught me to smile again, to live. That’s one of the fucking reasons why I love you so much.”
Oh damn. Nathan would never get sick of hearing those words from Ryan. If this wasn’t heaven, Nathan mused, he wondered what else was.
THE END
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Felicia Fern works as a graphic designer during the day, and loves penning MM erotic romance at night.
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