Two Wrong Turns (Love Sync Mates Season Two #9)

Chapter 16

Nolan

I was a whipped mess of a Papa. My mate and Lenny had me wrapped around their little fingers.

Not that I was complaining.

I’d do anything for them. They were my world, my heart.

Since the minute I watched Barrett give birth to our precious cub, I’ve been in a state of emotions unlike ever before. Not even puberty could top how up and down I’d been.

One minute I’d be crying. The next I’d be all smiles.

My mother even mentioned that I’d caught my mate’s pregnancy hormones for how irrational I’d been. All I could say in response was, “Thank goodness for paternity leave then,” since I was in no way fit enough to take on the tasks needed for work.

I had four weeks off to acclimate to my new life. Mostly that meant supporting my mate in all the ways he needed.

Whether it was helping him latch, making his favorite meal, or getting up to help feed our cub, I was there and willing to do it. No task was too big or too small.

Every second spent with my family was a gift.

My parents were also a welcome blessing. They’d stepped in to help us get adjusted, taking on things so I wouldn’t feel overwhelmed. Stuff like cleaning up and getting groceries.

They also kept the visitors at bay. Our tiny town was full of busybodies who wanted a peek at the newest member of our family. It meant constant knocks on the door and casseroles shoved into my father’s hands. Mom would take on the role of polite hostess and sit out on the porch with them. It was wonderful to have the inside of our home to be just for us.

Our space became a sanctuary. It might have been filled with diapers, dirty clothes, and a heap of coffee to combat my exhaustion, but it was still peaceful with all the protection we had in place.

Not that we needed it.

No one wanted to harm us. But seeing them was tough on my mate’s social battery. The hospital had been enough to realize that.

“Do you need anything else?” I asked him as I took a sleeping Lenny from his chest. A drop of milk slipped free, and I fought the urge to lean over and taste him.

My knot had been in a constant state of swollen since we’d gotten home. The Alpha in me wanted to breed our mate all over again. It wanted a den full of cubs running around.

The more rational side of me knew he needed recovery time. As were the adjustments to life with a little one around. We’d have plenty of time to add to our family later.

Still, it didn’t mean I wasn’t tempted when his chest leaked or when he bared his neck while stretching after a long feeding.

“I’m good. Thank you, Alpha.” Barrett’s soft voice only added to the strain in my jeans.

While holding our cub, I couldn’t really adjust. So it was no surprise to see my mate’s eyes widen when I stood, and he became eye level with my erection. I would have waited a bit longer if my parents had been around, but they’d left to go finalize the move into their new house.

There was nothing that could slow those two down when it came to moving closer. And honestly, I appreciated the way they wanted to be around for our little one. Lenny deserved all the love he could get, both from his bio family and the town that was already obsessed with him.

I laid our dozing baby down in his crib, then covered him with a blanket Mom had knitted for him last week. He was out cold; the milk having taken him deep into dreamland.

Closing the door, I finally took a second to adjust the near painful boner I was sporting. I went back into the living room to check on my mate, only to find he’d left. With a frown, I took off in search of him.

Where could he have gone? He didn’t seem tired, so he shouldn’t have been in the bedroom. And since he’d eaten while feeding, I had no reason to believe he was hungry.

Something told me to check our room first, despite thinking he wouldn’t be there. It was just my gut telling me to head that way.

My gut and a flicker of emotion along our bond.

When I opened the door, I realized why I felt only a flicker. My mate had blocked off our connection. After seeing me in the doorway, he dropped the walls, hitting me with the full force of his lust.

Naked and spread out on our bed, Barrett looked mouthwatering. His body captivated me as much as his artwork did. With the addition of stretch marks from where he’d grown our baby and the fading scar of his birth line, I felt even more obsessed.

“Mate,” I growled as I shut the door. Prowling across the room, I ripped my clothes. They flew around the space, landing wherever gravity took them.

His hand wrapped around his length, squeezing it as he gave a slow stroke. “Alpha.”

The word came out all breathy, like he was already on the cusp of an orgasm. We hadn’t fooled around since before Lenny came. I wanted to make sure he’d healed completely before trying anything.

That and I worried how my Alpha side would react to being able to take our mate again. His patience wasn’t all that great.

Seeing my needy mate now, I knew it was no use fighting anymore. The doctor had cleared him two days ago, though even then, I’d hesitated.

Why the fuck had I hesitated?

“What does my mate need?” I’d finally reached the edge of the bed.

“You. I need you, Alpha. Knot. Please.”

He whined, a high-pitched noise that tugged at the feral parts of me. I growled low in reply.

Climbing onto the bed, I shifted until our bodies aligned. Skin to skin, he felt perfect against me. He was everything I needed. My mate. My love. The father of my cub.

“I’ll give you this knot. But I want something in return.”

His eyes glazed over at my words. He nodded before I could even tell him what it was.

“Anything. It’s yours.”

My smile came easily. “Anything? That’s bold to say.”

“I trust you.” His hand came up to the side of my face. The touch calmed me a bit. “Besides, I usually like what you do.”

Laughing at the cheeky comment, I decided to just go for it. Worst come to worst, he’d tell me no and I’d stop. There was no question about it. My mate’s comfort came before my fucked-up fantasies.

And this one definitely made me feel fucked up at times.

Dropped back down his body, I kept my eyes on his as I allowed my mouth to trail kisses over his chest and down his abs. His breathing picked up, and he smiled. I bet he thought I wanted to suck his cock.

He’d be right, partially. But there was something I wanted more. Something I needed to try, even if it was just once.

I reversed my direction, moving back up his body. His smile dipped, only for his mouth to drop open on a moan when I wrapped my lips around his nipple and sucked.

The first drop of milk that hit my tongue was an explosion of flavor. I groaned, taking another pull at him, desperate for another taste.

Barrett’s gaze was one of shock and lust. He… he liked it. He wasn’t upset or freaked out.

My face must have shown my surprise because I felt his hands slip into my hair as he pressed me closer.

“Is this what my Alpha wanted? You wanted to drink from your mate? To taste what you helped make me into? Did you know when you bred me that this would happen? I bet you did. This is what you always wanted.”

Oh, fuck.

My hips had a mind of their own at the filthy words he spouted. I ground against the bed, desperate for some kind of relief for my cock.

When this started, I wanted to be buried in him. Now, I wasn’t sure we’d even make it that far. How the hell was I supposed to hold on when he tasted so perfect, and he wanted to give me this?

I closed my eyes, losing myself in the taste and feel of him. There was only joy as I took all he’d give me.

At one point, he pulled my hair, a clear sign to break free. When I unlatched, he pushed at my chest until I was on my back.

“Need knot. Suck and knot. Both, Alpha.”

He was drunk on pheromones. My scent and the bond’s connection had to be working overtime on him. I knew it was on me.

So I did as he asked. Laying on my back, I waited for him to sink down on me.

The position wasn’t perfect with our height difference. To make do, I had to bend forward until my back was near half-moon shaped. I’d definitely feel the ache later.

Not that I cared. I’d contort myself in every which way to have him like this.

“Come here,” I purred, tugging his top half forward.

His hands went to my shoulders as I took to his other nipple. This one was like getting another blast of lust in my system. My hips rocked in time with my mate’s desperate bouncing. He whimpered as I sucked harder, his grip tightening in a way I knew would leave marks.

That’s it, mate.

Make me yours.

Grinning around the mouthful I had, I focused on his pleasure. The bond gave me a front row seat to how much he enjoyed what I was doing. It also made it easy to tell he was already so fucking close to the edge.

Then again, so was I.

This had been weeks of foreplay. Days on end of touching without feeling this eternal connection we’d built.

When I felt the swell of my knot and the flash in the bond that signaled he was close to coming, I slammed his hips down. He cried out sharply as his body made way for my knot. He pulled back from me, taking the other treat with him.

My orgasm slammed forward, making my knot swell and fill my mate. Barrett’s body spasmed around mine, milking me for all I was worth.

And speaking of milk, I watched his nipples spurt out milk with each squeeze of his ass on my knot. Opening my mouth, I dove to catch every drop I could. It was like a reward despite no longer being attached to him.

“Fuck,” he said when his body finally stopped shaking. He fell to my chest, which made me sigh against the crown of his head.

“Yeah. Same here.”

He giggled at my words, and I smiled, loving the sound. I hoped I could make him make that sound for the rest of our lives.