by Maggie Walsh
Christian pulled back from the kiss slightly. “You still have your corset on. I need to see you in it again, angel. I want to run my hands and my tongue all over your smooth skin and that sexy corset.” Christian’s voice was all deep and husky. His hands held Raffy more tightly against him and ran up and down his back with urgency.
“Okay,” Raffy agreed breathlessly. He stepped back from Christian and grabbed the hem of his shirt. Lifting his shirt, he slowly exposed the gold corset, inch by inch. Raffy finally pulled the material over his head and dropped it to the floor. Christian’s cock was hard and throbbing behind his biting zipper. Raffy’s hands went to the button of his jeans and he flicked it open and then slowly slid the zipper down. His hands went to the waistband of his jeans, and his fingers slid smoothly against his skin as he lowered his pants past his hips and thighs and let them drop to the floor. Raffy stepped out of his pants and kicked them to the side.
Christian ran his eyes over Raffy’s beautiful body slowly, from his face to his little feet. He was magnificent. Raffy shifted his weight and Christian loved the way his mate moved. The tight corset made his movements even more sensual and graceful. His fingers itched to touch every inch of his mate.
Christian never took his eyes off his mate as he grabbed the hem of his shirt and quickly pulled the garment over his head and tossed it away. Raffy’s eyes went wide as he stared at Christian’s body.
Oh gods, look how incredible my mate is. All that golden skin covering all those delicious muscles. Gods, I want to touch them, I want to lick every muscle. Mmm, I want to dip my tongue into every line. Christian’s hands lowered to his pants, and Raffy couldn’t look away. He wanted, no, he needed to see all of his gorgeous mate. For two months he’d dreamed of what Christian would look like naked, what he would feel like under his hands. Night after night he dreamed of Christian taking him, of making love to him, holding him. He licked his lips thinking of how Christian would taste. His cock jerked behind the small golden triangle. The tip sprung out from the top of the G-string, and wetness dripped down his stomach. He didn’t care. All he cared about was finally being able to touch his mate and being claimed. What? where did that come from? Claimed? I’m not ready for all of this, am I? Raffy was surprised at the quick answer that came. Yes, yes, yes. I am ready for everything with this wonderful, loving man, my mate. Christian has shown me nothing but patience and love. I can trust him with my life, with my body, and with my soul. I can trust him with my heart. Tears came to Raffy’s eyes as these thoughts ran through his mind. For the first time in his life, he was truly happy. For the first time in his life he was loved, and he could feel it.
Christian stepped out of his pants and kicked them away. He met Raffy’s eyes and saw the tears that threatened to fall. “Oh, angel, I’m sorry. Please don’t cry. I moved too fast, I asked too much. It’s okay, sweetheart, we don’t have to do anything” Christian was cut off when Raffy stepped closer and covered his mouth with his hand.
“I want to, Christian. I want you to make love to me and claim me. I’m crying because I’m happy and I’m not scared. I want this. I want you. Please make love to me and show me how sex is supposed to be. Not all those horrible things they did to me, but what it really means to share your body with the one you love.”
Christian’s eyes went wide at Raffy’s words. He covered Raffy’s hand with his own and gently removed it. “You love me?” Raffy nodded. “Oh, angel. You have made me so happy,” Christian said, and grabbed Raffy’s face between both his hands and pressed their lips together. In this moment Christian knew he had to show his mate what love was. He had to express with his body how much he loved him. No matter how much he wanted to just sink into his mate and claim him, he wouldn’t. He would go slowly, he would be as gentle and tender as he could be. He would wipe all those horrible, painful memories from his mate’s mind and replace them with memories of love and patience and passion. He would worship his man as he deserved to be worshipped.
Raffy moaned as their hard cocks made contact and pressed between them. Christian’s hands glided down Raffy’s back and cupped his perfect globes. Christian moaned into Raffy’s mouth. His hands squeezed his mate’s bubbled cheeks, loving how they felt in his hands. His mate was truly perfect for him.
Suddenly Raffy pulled back and stepped away. Christian’s eyes went wide. “What, angel? Did I hurt you? Did you change your mind?” Christian asked in concern. He didn’t know if he could stop now, but he would if his mate said.
Raffy shook his head and smiled as he took a step back. “No, Christian. I just remembered something. Stay right there. I’ll be right back,” he said, and rushed off to the bathroom.
Christian stood there, stone still in confusion, as he waited for his mate to return. After a minute Raffy appeared in the doorway, and Christian almost swallowed his tongue. He heard a whimpering sound and realized it was coming from him. Raffy stopped in the doorway and let Christian’s gaze roam over his full length. He put the heels back on. His sexy mate took a slow step forward and then another. His fingers were laced together nervously in front of him. “Put your hands on your hips, angel,” Christian commanded, and was surprised at the roughness in his own voice. Raffy stopped and placed his hands on his hips. “Walk to the bed slowly and then climb on top of it and lay down on your back in the middle of it,” Christian instructed.
Without hesitation Raffy did as Christian said. He slowly walked to the bed and placed one knee on top, then his hands. His other knee went up on the bed as he slowly crawled to the center. Once he reached his destination he lowered himself, lay on his back, and looked at Christian. “Put one hand above your head and the other palm down on your stomach. Point one foot straight out and bend the other leg so that pretty heel is flat,” Christian said as he removed his briefs. Raffy complied, and moved his body in the position Christian instructed. Christian moved to the foot of the bed and gazed down on his sexy man in awe. Gods, he’s so fucking sexy. I have never seen anything so sexy in my life.
“Oh fuck, baby, look at you. You are what fantasies are made of. You are the muse to all the paintings ever created. There is nothing in the universe as magnificent as you. How the hell did I get so lucky as to have you as my mate? There are no words to describe your beauty, angel. No words do your beauty justice,” Christian whispered breathlessly.
He climbed onto the bed and crawled up to his mate. He stopped at Raffy’s feet. “I just want to lick every inch of your body.” So he did. Christian took Raffy’s foot in his hand and kissed the top of it, then slid his tongue up and over to his ankle. He slid the heel off Raffy’s foot and placed it next to him on the bed. “We’ll get back to that later,” he said with a mischievous smirk. Christian slid his hands slowly up his mate’s calf to his thigh and wrapped his fingers around the band at the top of his sheer stocking. He slowly peeled the stocking down Raffy’s leg and off his foot, then tossed the item away. Christian kissed the bottom of Raffy’s foot and put his leg back onto the bed. He picked up Raffy’s other foot and repeated the process on that one.
* * * *
Christian licked and nibbled every inch of Raffy’s legs front and back, from the tip of his big toe, to the crease at the tops of his legs. Raffy thought he would go insane from the pleasure. What Christian was doing to his body was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Christian was truly making love to his whole body.
Christian’s hands caressed up his sides and over his flat stomach as his tongue continued to lick his hips from one to the other. Raffy moaned at the delight his body was in. “Roll over, sweetheart,” Christian whispered against his skin, and he sat back, allowing him to move.
Raffy rolled to his stomach and wrapped his arms around the pillow under his head. Christian’s hands massaged his cheeks and moved up to the corset. He ran his hands up Raffy’s back and then slowly back down. He could feel Christian loosening the tie of the corset. He slowly undid all the ties and separated the material. Raffy shivered at the
cold chill across his heated skin. Christian moved up over him and started kissing and licking his nape. He continued down his shoulder to his arm and down to Raffy’s wrist. He moved his way back up Raffy’s arm. Christian gently gathered Raffy’s hair, moved it to the side, and continued licking and kissing his way across Raffy’s shoulder blades and down his other arm.
Raffy was melting from the tender way Christian was handling him. Every move, every lick, every kiss, was tender and gentle. Christian’s hard cock slid in his crease and he felt the wet drops on his skin. How was Christian controlling himself? His own cock was in agony with anticipation of what was to come. How Christian wasn’t ravishing him he didn’t know. He wanted to turn over and grab Christian and impale himself on the man’s cock, but his body was like a limp noodle.
Christian continued down his back and sides, and didn’t miss an inch of his flesh. Suddenly he felt that warm, wet tongue swipe up his crease, and Raffy’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. Christian licked and nipped every inch of his ass. Then Christian’s hands pulled his cheeks apart. Christian speared his tongue inside him. “Oh, fuck,” he yelled out breathlessly.
He felt Christian chuckle against his skin, and then the man started to suck his hole as he drove his tongue into him. It was as if he were kissing his ass the way he kissed his lips. Raffy started to writhe on the bed as the sensation grew. His hard cock rubbed on the bed below him but the friction wasn’t enough, he needed more. He couldn’t control the moans and keening noises that left his lips. His body was in ecstasy and his brain shut down and turned to mush. He was close to heaven and he knew it. This was the gateway to pure bliss, and Christian was leading him there.
Christian slowly drew his tongue out of him and then kissed his hole. “Turn over, baby,” Christian whispered. But Raffy couldn’t move, his body was floating on a cloud and he couldn’t get it to move. Suddenly he felt his body moving and he opened his eyes slowly to find Christian looking down at him with a soft smile. Christian lowered his head and started licking his neck. His eyes closed and a low feral moan escaped his lips as Christian sucked a spot on his neck. “Gods that feels so good,” he said with a moan.
Christian continued his licking and sucking across his collarbone and down his chest. Suddenly his nipple was engulfed in wet heat as Christian sucked on the hard nub. His body arched off the bed and a shiver raced down his spine from the pure ecstasy that Christian was bringing to him. His mate released his nub and licked his tongue across his chest to the other nipple, giving it the same attention.
“Christian, please…I can’t…I need. Please,” Raffy begged as his body writhed. But Christian wouldn’t be stopped from his mission. He licked and sucked his way down Raffy’s stomach, and Raffy felt that amazing mouth on his leaking cock. The man licked the tip and circled his tongue around the head. He continued to lick and suck down Raffy’s shaft to the base and then around to the other side and did the same thing as he worked his way back to the tip.
Christian cupped his balls in his hand and gently rolled his sac. Then he took the tip of Raffy’s cock in his mouth and sucked on the hard shaft. Raffy’s hips shot off the bed of their own free will, driving his cock into the back of Christian’s throat. The move didn’t faze his big mate. He just kept sucking and sliding his mouth up and down Raffy’s shaft.
Christian stopped moving for a moment, but suddenly he felt a wet finger against his hole and a shiver of want tore through his body. He wanted his mate inside him. He couldn’t go without him another day. Christian pressed his finger into his hole and Raffy saw stars. His head thrust from side to side in a frenzy. “Christian. Please, mate. I want to feel you inside me,” he begged.
A second finger entered him, and he thought his head would explode. Christian thrust the fingers in and out of him as he scissored them. By the time Christian reached four fingers, Raffy felt like he was a writhing, moaning body of molten lava. “Please…” he called out on a shaky breath.
Christian slipped his fingers from him, and he immediately missed the contact and whimpered at the loss.
Christian picked up his foot and slid the heel back on, and then he repeated it with the other foot. Christian wrapped his hands around his ankles and lifted his legs up. He opened his eyes and watched as Christian moved closer to him and lined his long, thick cock up to his hole. Christian’s eyes snapped up to his, and he could see all the lust, need, and love that Christian had for him.
Christian leaned forward, and their bodies pressed together as Christian licked his tongue across his lips then slid into his mouth. He kissed him with so much love and passion that it caused his head to spin again, and he was grateful he was lying down or he would have fallen by now.
Christian pulled back from the kiss and opened his eyes. Their gazes locked. “Keep your eyes open, angel. I want to see you as I make love to you.” Raffy felt the blunt tip of Christian’s cock press against his hole. “I love you, angel. With all my heart and soul,” Christian said with tears in his eyes as he pushed into Raffy’s quivering hole.
He cried out from the invasion and his eyes closed. “No, angel, look at me,” Christian said through gritted teeth. He snapped his eyes open and stared into his mate’s eyes. Christian slowly slid into him a few inches and then pulled back. He continued this until finally he was fully inside him. He cried out when Christian’s hard cock found that pleasure spot inside him. “Right there, sweetheart? Does that feel good?”
Raffy couldn’t speak. His emotions were all racing and twining together, and he was so overwhelmed with pleasure and love. He nodded his answer as a loud moan escaped when Christian hit the spot again. “Chris…tian, please...” But he couldn’t say anymore. His brain wouldn’t work. It was too busy feeling all the incredible things his mate was doing to his body.
“I know, baby. I feel it, too. Gods I love you, Raphael Angel. How did I ever live all these years without you?” Christian said as a tear rolled from his eye and down his cheek.
“Claim me…I love you, Christian. I want to belong to you for eternity. Claim me…” Raffy said as his own tears ran from his eyes.
Christian wrapped Raffy’s legs around his waist and released his ankles. He dropped down on his elbows, holding his weight off his mate. Raffy turned his head and exposed his throat. Christian growled at the sight of his mate showing submission, and his wolf howled in delight at finally being allowed to claim what was theirs. Christian licked his neck where it met his shoulder, and a shiver raced through his body when he felt his mate’s sharp teeth graze his skin. Christian bit into his flesh as gently as he could. “Christian!” Raffy yelled out as his orgasm slammed through him. The feeling of his mate’s lips on his neck and his teeth inside him as he pulled his blood from him was the most exquisite feeling he had ever experienced. His mind went blank and his vision blurred as he shot his hot seed between them.
His body floated down and he landed in a field of wildflowers. Christian was there with him and he was smiling brightly. They joined hands and Christian brought their bodies flush. Just as their lips met, a blinding light engulfed them and their bodies became one. Raffy could see their souls floating around them and joining together. The ethereal vision flew toward them and slammed into them. They both drew in quick breaths as the light exploded.
Suddenly he could hear Christian’s thoughts and feel what he was feeling. Raffy smiled, not only because he could feel the mating bond snap into place, but because he could feel that Christian was as overwhelmed as he was. He could feel the depth of Christian’s love for him. Christian pulled back from the bite and licked it closed. He looked into Raffy’s eyes with such love and happiness that it brought a fresh wave of tears to his eyes. Christian trapped his head between his hands and put their foreheads together.
“Bite me, angel. Claim me,” Christian pleaded, and Raffy was shocked at his request. He was an omega, and omegas got claimed, they didn’t claim. “Please, baby. Claim me,” Christian said again, and turned his head, placing
his throat to his mouth. Raffy’s canines ripped through his gums and he struck. His wolf wanted to claim Christian more than anything. Christian’s blood splashed against his tongue, and it was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. It was ambrosia. His mate tasted sweet with a manly musk to it.
Christian pumped his hips faster, and Raffy couldn’t take all the sensations hitting him at once. Christian’s hard cock felt amazing inside him. Then he felt a hot wetness shoot deep inside him as Christian yelled out his name. “Raphael!” He didn’t know it was possible for the mating bond to get stronger, but it did. He felt his and Christian’s souls wrap around each other and slam into his body again. He pulled back from the bite and licked his mark closed. Christian grabbed onto him and flipped them until Christian was on his back and Raffy was lying next to him. His body pressed to Christian’s side, and his head rested on his mate’s muscled chest. They lay there, holding each other tight as they tried to catch their breath and get their hearts to calm down. Raffy felt special and sexy and loved as sleep claimed him.
* * * *
Christian lay there, listening to his mate breathing. His breath was shallow and even, indicating he was deep in sleep. He slowly slid out from under Raffy. He stopped and held his breath when his mate shifted and rolled onto his back. He waited another minute and then carefully slipped out of bed. He padded his way to the bathroom and closed the door gently.
Turning on the light he went to the sink to wash up. After taking care of his needs he grabbed a washcloth and wet it. Squeezing out the excess water, he looked at himself in the mirror. He smiled as he remembered the sight of his mate writhing beneath him. All the moans and hums and keening noises that Raffy made as he licked and sucked every inch of his mate’s body were music to his ears. The more he heard them, the more he craved to hear them. Every sense in his body worked together as he made love to Raffy’s body. The sight of his mate’s eyes rolling back in pleasure as his body writhed against the bed, the smell and taste of his mate’s skin, was addictive. He could feel the shivers run up his Raffy’s heated flesh and the sound of those moans. Gods, he loved everything about his man.
