Chapter Twenty-Two
Vee
Nate sighed and pressed back against me, teasingly rubbing my cock up and down his crack.
Without a word, he pulled a bottle of lube from under his pillow, squeezed some of it on his hand, and spread it between his ass cheeks.
Holy. Shit.
Too mesmerised to react, I watched him get some more out of the bottle and reach back to fist my cock.
“Oh my God, Nate,” I sighed, bringing him closer with my hand on his chest. His face turned around, his mouth finding my beak in a sloppy kiss.
Not knowing what to focus on first, I barely noticed him wriggling to get in position. Nate’s high-pitched exhale when he bore down on my cock was almost too much for me.
He cursed and took another deep breath through his nose to relax and let me in. “Shit, ow.”
“Shh.” I stopped him with a hand on his hip so he wouldn’t hurt himself. “There’s no rush. We’ve got all the time in the world.” I rubbed my cheek over his.
“I want you so much, Vee. Please,” he begged.
“Oh, I want you, too, Nate.” I trailed my hand down the length of his cock. He hardened under my touch and whimpered when I cupped his balls. His muscles relaxed and he let me in.
So perfect.
“Does that feel good, Frat Boy?” I murmured in his ear.
“Hell yeah.” He huffed and trembled against my body.
“What about this?” I rolled his nuts in my hand and gently tugged on his sack.
“Oh fuck, Vee.” With a whining moan that travelled the length of my spine, he spread his thighs wider, hitching his leg back over mine to make room for my hand.
“That’s it, Frat Boy. You’re being so good for me.” I dragged my dick out and pushed in deeper still.
Nate couldn’t string words together properly anymore. When I rocked my hips and tugged his balls every time I sank back in, all he did was whine my name with growing desperation.
At long last, my groin was flush with his perky ass.
“I’ve been dying to see you, Nate. I missed you so fucking much.
” I pushed him onto his front and urged his knees wide, then went all in.
I hit his prostate with every deep thrust until his crying moans had nothing human about them anymore.
We were two feral beasts, consumed by each other.
“I want you to come for me,” I growled in his ear.
“Can’t, Vee,” he sobbed.
“Yes, you can, or I’ll just keep going until you’re ready for me.”
“God, Vee, it’s too much.”
I pushed up on my hands and sped up.
“You can take it, my sweet mate. Come. For. Me.” Accentuating each word with a sharp thrust, I watched, mesmerised by how his spine arched and his hips bucked.
Nate rutted his cock into the mattress. His ass squeezed around me and with a grunt, I let go and came alongside him.
I flooded his tight ass with so much of my cum I forced it out of him when I plunged in deep one last time.
Nate collapsed and sank into the mattress with a bright, blissed out grin on his face. I laid down next to him.
“Oh, Frat Boy.” Palming his ass, I dragged my fingers through my mess. “Gods, you look so gorgeous when you’re dripping with my cum.” I kissed his shoulder, rubbing my cheek over his skin.
“That was”—he muttered, sighing again and cracking open an eye —“spectacular, Vee.”
“It was, Schatz.” I kissed his temple, wanting to shower him in all the affection I had deprived him of for the last six weeks.
“What’s that? My German…” He shrugged and gave me an apologetic smile.
“It means treasure. You know, there’s this old lore around us Elvertritsch. It says that if you trap one of us, we’ll lead you to our hidden riches. I never thought it was true, but it is. I just didn’t get it until I met you.” I kissed him again.
“I don’t think I can keep up. I just got my brains fucked out.”
Nate groaned when I rubbed my fingers over his gaping hole and slipped two fingers inside him.
“God, Vee. I’m so sensitive,” he huffed.
I kissed his shoulder, humming against his skin, and finger fucked him in a slow, tantalising rhythm that made him fidget his hips on the bed.
“Vee!” He gripped my forearm.
“It’s you. You are the treasure, Nate.” I pulled my fingers out of him. I wanted to keep going but this was too important. “When we slept with each other we cemented the bond that you never meant to enter into.”
“What?” Nate half raised himself up from the bed and gaped at me.
“Yes. When you trapped me you called on a magic older than the forest itself. Remember what I said to you when you woke up?”
“Nope. I thought I’d died and was freaking out a bit.”
I snorted. “I told you that he who traps an Elvertritsch is lucky, for he catches himself a mate for life.”
“Oh yeah, it rings a bell.” He folded an arm under his head and snuggled into my chest. My heart threatened to explode when he pressed a kiss on my wishbone.
“I should have taken it seriously before…but then again—” Words abandoned me as I sank into his warm brown eyes.
“Then we wouldn’t have this, and it feels fucking amazing to be your mate, Vee. Best sex of my life.” Nate’s cheeky grin melted my bones.
“I hope I can be a good mate for you because there, uh, isn’t really a way out anymore, sorry,” I added in a tiny voice.
Sorry? You’re bonded to me for the rest of your life. SORRY? Vee! You dumbass.
“Good, I don’t want a way out. I’m all in, baby.” He snuggled his face between my pecs. My vision blurred and silent tears leaked out of my eyes.
“So am I,” I whispered. “The mate bond is the treasure of my people. It connects us in a way that’s deeper than anything I’ve ever known or felt.”
“Ugh, same,” he chuckled and pressed his cock against mine for a moment.
“I don’t mean just that, Frat Boy. Everything you were going through in the last six weeks? I felt it, too. Forgive me for making you go through this.”
“I know why you did it, or at least I think so,” he murmured into my chest and I froze. I knew we had to talk about Linden but didn’t expect us to have a conversation that would shape our future straight away.
Part of me wanted to distract him and make him come again, but we had months, years, maybe even decades of Nate coming undone for me.
“If you want to tell me, you can, Vee.”
Oh, Frat Boy.
There was no pity in his voice, only understanding. He opened up space for me to do whatever I wanted with it.
“It happened two years after I went to Canada. I don’t know how much you know…
” I took a deep breath. “A scout watched me play in a game against Canada’s youth team.
Then I got an offer from the Vancouver Caribous.
It was a huge deal. Not only for me, but also for the Pumas.
” Nate rested his hand on my back and stroked my feathers.
His touch gave me the strength to keep going.
“They were so proud that their poster boy went to play with the big kids, you know? I busted my ass training, had a minor injury, but nothing serious.” I tossed the duvet on both of us to make sure he stayed warm.
“Linden and I joined the Caribous at the same time. He was from Winnipeg, from a wealthy family, and then there was me, not exactly poor but an orphan at eighteen, the German kid... We had nothing in common, but we just clicked…somehow.” My voice cracked.
I hadn’t talked about Linden in ages, maybe never. Nobody had known how I felt, not even Linden himself.
Nate pulled me in, wrapping his arm tightly around my waist. He easily could have hated me or been bitter about Linden, but he comforted me.
“I never had the guts to tell him how I felt. He might have caught on when we played that silly drunk game and everyone dared us to kiss.” I had to keep talking.
Once I unleashed his memories, they all came flooding out.
I’d kept them inside for way too long. “I tried to pluck up the courage to confess my love,” I whispered into Nate’s hair, crying in earnest now.
“We had a game against our biggest rivals and things were heated from the start. Linden was in his best form that day. He was so good.” I exhaled hard.
“That’s why they attacked him. Greg, our captain, told me to clear space for him, and I did.
We were in the lead, and I got distracted by one of their players. It was only a minute, Nate.”
I was crying too much to go on.
“Hush, love. You’re okay.” It took me a moment to realise he cried with me.
“Sorry, I, it’s been ten years, but—”
“Don’t even think about apologising to me. I can’t believe you had to go through that, baby. I’m sorry.” Nate held me closer, as if he wanted to shield me from any more pain.
“I was halfway up the rink and had this urge to turn around. And I saw him going down, just like that.”