by Kasey Belle
Mal was an excellent kisser and Nick wanted more. He took Mal’s lips again. The long, sensual kiss Nick intended soon turned aggressive. Mal’s tongue flicked out and ran across Nick’s lower lip then plunged in. He returned the favor and ran his tongue alongside Mal’s. His taste bursting on Nick’s tongue making him moan. Mal’s fingers fisted Nick’s hair. He could tell Mal wanted to take over and dominate him, but he softened his hold, allowing Nick his control. For the moment anyway. He would soon relinquish control to Mal because didn’t need to keep it.
Their need for each other continued to climb. Each touch of their lips caused the mating heat between them to build. Their legs wove together. Mal grabbed his ass and held Nick’s crotch tight to his body. Mal rolled to his back, bringing Nick over on top of him. He straddled Mal’s waist, looking down at the man with whom he’d spend the rest of his life, knowing with absolute certainty that he’d never seen anyone as beautiful and sexy as Mal. He leaned forward and kissed Mal once more. When he finally couldn’t stand the lack of oxygen another second, Nick removed his lips from Mal’s and pressed their foreheads together.
“What is it you need, mate?” Mal asked while stroking his hands up and down Nick’s spine. Arousing and calming him at the same time.
Nick rolled his hips and ground his hard dick against Mal’s, both moaning at the pleasure the friction caused. “This is pretty much the extent of my knowledge. I mean I know how it all works. Tab A goes into slot B. Prep is key.” He paused to stop his rambling. “Reading about it and doing it are two different things. I need you to be on top now.”
Mal grinned and reversed their positions flipping Nick to his back.
Chapter 14
Mal settled his weight between Nick’s spread thighs, His open gaze silently pleaded with Mal to claim him. He buried his face in Nick’s neck, nipping at his soft skin. He was careful not to the break the skin. Mal didn’t want to claim his mate until he was buried inside him. He made his way down to Nick’s chest to lick and tease his nipple. He bit lightly then sucked the hardened nub into his mouth before giving the other the same attention. The nonsensical words and moans coming from his mate spiraled his need higher. Mal’s wolf demanded they take Nick, but he forced his beast back to maintain some semblance of control. He felt Nick’s trust through their growing bond and he wouldn’t do anything to betray that. He had to be gentle with Nick. He refused to hurt his mate.
Mal linked his fingers with Nick’s and held his mate’s hands pinned against the mattress. If Nick wanted to, he could have easily broken free from Mal’s grip—instead Nick arched his back and thrust his hips against Mal, demonstrating his need. Mal descended and captured Nick’s lips in a kiss. Passion and heat exploded almost consuming them both. All Mal could think about was giving in to the frenzy that had them rutting and pushing against each other. Two mouths kissed, two tongues licked, hard muscles bunched, and moans filled the air. Mal wanted to mark his mate and he would in due time.
Mal let go of one of Nick’s hands and reached down to take Nick’s cock in his hand for the first time. His leaking cock was hard as stone. The soft cries emanating from his mate as Mal pulled and twisted on the aroused flesh had Mal ready to shoot. Fuck. His mate was a hot piece.
“Mine,” he growled.
Nick whimpered beneath him. “I need you, Mal. I need so bad. If you keep doing that I’m going to embarrass myself.”
Mal nodded, “I need you, too.” He nipped at Nick’s lower lip. “We have to go slow. I need to take my time with you and get you ready. I will not cause you pain, no matter how impatient I am to be inside you.”
“You have stuff? Right?”
Huh? “Stuff?”
“Lube?” The color that suffused Nick’s cheeks was adorable.
Lube. Right. Of course. Mal blamed his sluggish brain on lack of oxygen due to the blood pooling in his crotch. “Yes. I have lube.”
The image of his slick cock gliding effortlessly into Nick’s ass popped into his mind. Mal closed his eyes and tried to control his need. If he wasn’t careful, he would explode before he even got a finger in Nick. He slid up Nick’s body, reaching for his nightstand drawer. Nick attached his lips to Mal’s nipple, and Mal had to grab the top of the headboard as the strong suction from Nick’s mouth resonated in his balls. His fingers fumbled on the pull for the drawer, and he wrenched it open so hard the thing almost toppled over. He blindly searched the contents for the bottle of lube he kept in there. Nick continued to abuse Mal’s nipples—tugging on the buds with his teeth and pulling suction against the muscles of his chest. Mal dug his nails into the wood of the headboard and the thrusting of his hips rubbed his leaking cock against Nick’s stomach.
“Hurry, Mal,” Nick whispered against Mal’s skin.
“I’m trying,” he growled. “But you’re distracting me, brat.… Oh fuck, do that again.”
Nick snickered. The lusty intentions behind the sound traveled down Mal’s spine. Nick grabbed his ass and once again attached himself to Mal’s nipple. He finally found the bottle of lube and yanked it out of the drawer with a triumphant cry.
He pushed away from the headboard and Nick’s mouth before he lost his mind. He knelt between Nick’s legs and stared down at him. Nick’s eyes were hazed with arousal, his pupils blown, and his lips swollen from their kisses. Mal’s hands shook from the adrenalin and anticipation. Nick’s palms caressed up and down Mal’s legs, grounding him.
“Are you sure, Nick?” He tipped and squeezed a generous amount of lube on his fingers.
Excitement lit Nick’s eyes, and he nodded vigorously. “Absolutely.”
With his fingers dripping with lube—something which you can never have too much of—he lowered them between Nick’s legs and slid over the tight ring guarding Nick’s hole. Mal watched his fingers as they made circles around the wrinkled flesh. The muscle relaxed beneath his touch as if Nick’s body was welcoming him. Mal felt a sense of peace when he slid his index finger inside Nick’s gripping heat. Nick rocked his hips silently begging for more. Any reservations about hurting him disappeared with Nick’s total surrender to the rightness of their mating. He used a steady in and out motion, each time slipping a little deeper. Mal’s cock throbbed with urgency to feel the silken heat gripping him. Nick was obviously enjoying what Mal was doing. The noises he made had Mal’s wolf butting at him to fuck and claim.
Mal didn’t bother to hide his grin when he tagged Nick’s prostate and his eyes flew open with a shout. “Oh! Fuck… what… that?” Nick gripped Mal’s wrist, holding him in place.
Mal snickered at his mate’s inability to form an intelligible sentence. “That… is your sweet spot, baby.”
The more Mal played with Nick’s ass the harder his mate’s cock became. It bobbed in time with his racing heart. The tip leaked pre-cum, and Mal had the urge to lean down for a taste. He didn’t see a reason to deny himself, so he did just that. Nick cried out again when he bent over, closed his mouth around the tip, and took Nick’s cock into his mouth. His mate went crazy. Nick writhed beneath him, arching towards Mal’s mouth then pushing against the finger still lodged firmly inside his ass.
The sounds pouring from Nick—pleas for more, praises, oh yeses, and oh goddesses—had Mal giving in to every demand. He gripped the base of Nick’s cock and jerked while licking and sucking the hard length in a counter movement to his finger stretching Nick’s hole. Pre-cum leaked from Nick’s dick. Damn, he tasted good. Mal got lost in licking up every drop that escaped the slit of his mate’s beautiful cock until Nick started to whimper.
“Ready for another?”
“Another what?”
“Finger.”
“Oh, right. Yes. Another.” Nick’s breathless response had Mal grinning again.
Mal pushed his finger in a fraction deeper then tilted it up to drag against the inner walls of Nick’s channel. Mal removed his finger from Nick’s snug channel and added more lube. He placed two fingers against the ring and pushed. Mal groa
ned as they sunk into the heavenly heat once again. His mate became an incoherent mass of pleading, aroused Nick. Mal slid his fingers in and out, stretching the walls and loosening the untried muscles. He added a third finger and Nick shot his hips up from the bed with a shout before slamming back down and taking Mal’s digits deep. If Mal hadn’t felt the utter bliss through their forming bond, he would have worried Nick hurt himself.
Knowing his mate was enjoying himself, Mal focused on the tight, hot grip sucking at his fingers, and how it would feel once he got his cock inside Nick.
Nick wiggled and pushed. “Now, Mal! Fuck me. Claim me. Please.”
Mal didn’t have to be told twice. He removed his fingers and eased Nick’s legs back. “Hold yourself open for me, baby. I want to see you.”
“Yes,” Nick hissed. “That is so hot.”
“You like knowing I’m going to watch my long, thick cock stretch your tight hole.”
Nick whimpered. Mal spread lube over his cock, hissing at the drag of his hand over the sensitive skin. He positioned himself at Nick’s entrance. “Look at me.” Nick met his eyes. “I love you.” Mal promised, then spoke the oath his fathers taught him when they explained all about mates and matings after his first shift. “Nicholas Terrell Speer. My Nico. I will cherish you, protect you, and honor you above all. I will cherish, protect, and love the cubs we are blessed with. I am your mate. You belong to me as I belong to you. It is a circle that cannot be broken, not by man, by death, or by time.”
He canted his hips and pushed. For a second, Mal closed his eyes when he felt Nick’s body give way to his silent demands, but then opened them to stare into Nick’s beautiful blue eyes. This was their moment. The head of his cock popped through Nick’s tight ring and they both gasped. He held still giving Nick a moment to adjust. He waited and watched and silently prayed that Nick would quickly give him a signal that it was okay to move. Nick pushed down attempting to take more of his cock and Mal took that as his sign. He took his time, pressing inch by inch into his mate till his balls rested against Nick’s ass. “Oh God, you feel amazing.”
“Please. More. Now,” Nick demanded.
Mal captured Nick’s lips in a kiss and Nick groaned when the change in their position sent Mal deeper. Nick wrapped his legs around Mal’s waist and gripped the straining muscles of Mal’s biceps. Mal started to move in and out of his mate, over and over, his pace steady. Sweat beaded on his forehead and slid down his chest. Nick trembled beneath him, moaning, rolling his hips with every thrust. His cock was in absolute heaven, held within the grip of Nick’s body. Nothing in Mal’s experience could have prepared him for this moment. There was a major difference between anonymous quick fucks and making love to his mate.
Needing to get as close as possible, Mal lowered his body till there was no space between him and his Nico. Nick’s hard cock lay between them, slicking Mal’s stomach as their rhythm increased. He thrust and ground his way into Nick’s ass, he kissed and bit at the space between Nick’s neck and shoulder. Mal’s canines dropped, preparing for the moment they would sink into Nick’s flesh.
He never stopped the manic thrusting of his hips as he sank harder and deeper into Nick’s heat. His orgasm hovered just out of reach. Mal slipped a hand between their bodies and closed it around Nick’s cock, jacking him in pace with his thrusts. Nick cried out and jerked then he tilted his head to the side. “Mark me, Mal. Make me yours”
Mal pressed his sharp canines against Nick’s throat and struck. Nick shouted his name and came. The taste of Nick’s blood on his tongue washed over Mal and he followed Nick into ecstasy. Over and over, he poured himself into Nick’s body, bathing the channel in his cum. He’d barely removed his mouth from Nick’s skin when his mate struck like lightning. Nick’s canines sank into his flesh sending Mal over the edge in a second but no less intense orgasm. Mal felt the deep pleasure Nick experienced through their bond. He howled as their souls melded together and the bond formed completely. He fought tears for the rightness of it all. He and Nick were bound, tied together forever. “Mine.”
“Yours. Always.”
“Forever won’t be long enough.” Mal collapsed on top of Nick, his chest heaving with great, gasping breaths. He should probably pull out, but damn it he didn’t want to leave Nick’s warm tight passage just yet. They both groaned in protest when finally, Mal’s softening cock slid from Nick’s body.
When he felt his legs would hold him, Mal climbed out of the bed and went to the bathroom. He wet a cloth and cleaned himself off before grabbing another hand towel from the cabinet and wetting it. He went back to the room and took care of his mate. His Nico gazed at him with sleepy eyes.
“You don’t have to do that.” Nick bit his chewed his bottom lip, his beautiful face looking soft and vulnerable.
“I know, my mate.” He leaned in and kissed the tip of Nick’s nose. “I want to.” Mal wiped the remaining slick and come from his mate’s body then tossed the towel toward the bathroom. It made a splat when it hit the tile floor.
Mal climbed under the covers and rolled Nick to his side. He pressed himself against Nick’s back and tucked his mate’s smaller body against his. Wrapping Nick in his embrace, he said in a quiet voice, “Can I ask you something, Nico?”
“Of course,” Nick muttered sounding half-asleep.
“I couldn’t help but notice when I said your full name your expression tightened for a moment. Why did it bother you when I used your full name?”
His mates pliant body grew rigid. Nick didn’t move or speak for a good five minutes. Mal wondered if he planned to answer or ignore the question.
“My uncle insisted on using it.” Mal waited. He knew there was more to the story. “He didn’t come around much when I was growing up, because he and my dad didn’t get along. I heard them arguing once when I was seven just after Dad took my grandfather’s place as alpha. They were in Dad’s study and Uncle Craden was pissed that Dad named Silas as his beta. He told Dad that he should be the one to take his position as alpha in the event something should happen. He said, Who else is there? The little fairy whelp you call a son? You should have drowned the runt when he was born. There was loud noise and the wall I was leaning against so I could eavesdrop shook. My father must have slammed the asshole against it. He told Craden to leave and not come back until he gained some manners and a heart. I don’t know why I didn’t take off. The last thing I wanted was for one of them to catch me listening, but my feet were glued to the floor. When Uncle Craden stepped into the hall and spotted me I thought I was going to piss my pants. My uncle sneered and said, Spying Nicholas? At least my brother did something right. He gave you a masculine name rich in history and meaning. Then he did this aristocratic snort of derision thing and shook his head. Victor of the people. Wasting such a strong name on a little runt fairy.” Nick shivered in his arms prompting Mal to hold him tight. “My father heard him and attacked my uncle. He tossed him down the hallway and told him to get the fuck off pack land before he killed him. That was the last time I saw Uncle Craden until my parents died. He goes out of his way to use my full name, forgoing the usual insults, because he knows that I know why he does it.”
“Fucker,” Mal snarled. He said a prayer of thanks to the Fates once again for delivering his mate safely to him. “I’m sorry, baby. I shouldn’t have brought it up.”
Nick shook his head as best he could from where it rested against Mal’s bicep. “You can ask me anything. In fact, I feel lighter now that I told you. The wariness and hesitation when I hear it is more habit than anything.”
Mal nuzzled his mate’s neck. “I love you, baby.”
“I love you, too.” He gave a big jaw cracking yawn before snuggling closer to Mal’s body.
Craden Speer was out there biding his time, but for now his mate and cub were safe. He would worry later. Tonight was for love and forever, tomorrow would take care of itself. He buried his face against Nick’s neck. “Sleep, mate,” he whispered. “I am nowhere near
done with you tonight or ever for that matter.”
Nick’s happiness and love burst through their link and Mal knew his mate didn’t mind losing a little sleep.
Chapter 15
Mal suggested, and Nick agreed, they should spend the day alone together as a family. Taking time to allow their bond to grow and solidify after the claiming was crucial. The more time they spent together and the more they made love, the stronger their link. Plus, Mal was a selfish bastard and wanted his mate and cub to himself for a while. He wanted to dote on Nick and Leo without interruptions from his well-meaning family.
He’d have to share them again soon enough. A council elder Declan trusted would arrive in Copper Creek at the end of the week. In a few days their self-imposed solitude would be disrupted and they would be inundated with plans to bring Speer down.
Mal snuggled with his Nico on the sofa. Nick was laying on top of him utilizing Mal’s larger frame as a full-body pillow. His mate hadn’t slept well last night, which was surprising considering all the sex they had. Even if Nick didn’t use their quiet time to indulge in extra sleep, he was at least resting while they enjoyed a movie. Nick’s whimpering and moaning had woke Mal several times last night. It didn’t surprise Mal that Nick’s sleep was plagued by nightmares. Yesterday had been an emotional day of rehashing the past for Nick. His poor little mate relived the memories of not only Summer and Daniel’s murder, but also his parent’s death every time he closed his eyes.
They settled on Die Hard which he found out was also one of his mate’s favorite movies. Seriously, could Nick be any more perfect? Probably not. Okay, Nick wasn’t perfect as in infallible, but he was perfect for Mal. Mal held Nick a little tighter as they enjoyed watching Bruce Willis take out a bunch of terrorists while Leo napped in his pack and play. The tiny cub was sound asleep and suckling on his thumb. Which by the way was probably one of the most adorable things Mal had ever seen.
