Epilogue #2
“Tell me what you need,” I say, the words barely audible over the blood rushing in my ears.
His hand slides from my wrist to my thigh, fingers digging into the muscle with deliberate pressure. “I need you to stop asking and start taking.”
The challenge in his voice, in the arch of his spine as he presses back against me, in the absolute certainty of his gaze as it holds mine in the mirror, shatters my control.
I grip his jaw, pulling his head around, and slant my mouth over his. He meets me with equal hunger, teeth clashing as we fight for dominance. I win, not because I’m stronger, but because he lets me, surrendering to the kiss with a whine that has my cock aching in response.
I undress without releasing his lips, stripping away the barriers between us with the same desperate focus, until I pull him to me, skin to skin, my cock nestled at the small of his back. I reach around him to grip his slender length, giving his beautiful dick a couple of languid strokes.
“You’re burning up,” I murmur, lips on his throat. “Want to be inside you.”
In answer, he lifts onto his toes and reaches back, grasping my shaft. I take a wider stance and groan as he brings me to his slick entrance.
Jade watches me through the mirror with hunger. “Do it.” He pushes his ass backward, and his tight ring of muscles kisses my tip. “I’m not fragile, Aaiden.”
“I know you’re not.” I grip his hips to hold him still. “But I need to stay in control, at least for right now.”
With a curse, he releases my shaft to plant his palms flat on the mirror.
I look down at where I sit, poised to breach his body, and hesitate. “Should we use condoms this time?”
He peers at me over his shoulder. “Don’t you want to breed me, Alpha?”
My hips give an involuntary jerk forward at the words, and my head breaches his tight body before I freeze. He moans, wiggling his hips, and I spank his flank in response.
“Behave, brat, or I’ll make you wait while I finger fuck you instead.”
He whines, but settles.
Holding onto my self-control with all of my might, I work my cock deeper into his body. His back arches, and a stream of filthy encouragement falls from his lips as I stroke his back and flanks, praising him for how well he takes me.
I stop only once I’ve buried myself to the hilt, breathing hard. He’s burning hot around me, slick and tight and perfect. He rises onto his toes, muscles squeezing around me, demanding more, now, everything I have to give.
I comply, pulling out and thrusting forward. His body accepts me with desperate hunger, inner muscles quivering around my length as he takes all of me.
Jade arches back into me, calves trembling as he lifts himself toward the reflection of us. His body clamps around me, hot and hungry, every muscle singing.
His arms fold, forearms flat against the mirror, and he rests his cheek on the cool surface, his breath fogging the reflection of us.
“Yes, Aaiden,” he gasps, hips rolling to meet my thrusts. “Just like that.”
I slip a hand under him, supporting his stomach, and lean over him to rest my hand above his head on the mirror, thrusting into him faster.
His legs shimmy for leverage, slick coating me as pleasure tightens my balls.
After so many years of resisting, I’ll never get enough of the clench of my mate’s body around me.
Wet sounds fill the suite as I fill him over and over again, driven on by his moans. His skin gleams with sweat, and my head dips to lick the salty sweetness from the back of his neck.
“Faster,” he demands, shoving his ass backward. “Please, Aaiden, I need—”
Each drive of my hips rattles the mirror until I worry that the damn thing will fall off the wall.
It’s too much and not enough, the heat of him around me, the desperate sounds falling from his lips, the absolute trust in every line of his body as he surrenders to what’s between us. I could live in this moment forever.
But Jade has other ideas.
He rears up, shoving his nape toward my mouth. “Mark me. Now.”
Not a request. A demand.
I cradle his slender throat, holding him steady as my mouth opens over the most protected part of an Omega’s body. I scrape the sensitive spot at the base of his neck, and he lets out a loud whine.
“Now,” he insists, reaching back to fist my hair hard enough to sting. “Please, Aaiden, give it to me—”
My teeth sinking into his flesh cuts him off, and he lets out a loud cry of pleasure, his entire body tensing beneath me, the tight squeeze of his ass sending me over the edge.
My cock pulses inside him, pumping my cum into his womb.
He lets out another cry, and his inner muscles unlock to ripple around me, milking my release as he finds his own.
A rumble starts up in my chest as I unlock from his nape and lick the wound, the copper tang of his blood mixing with my saliva as I work my DNA into his system. My mate. No one else will ever claim him.
For one suspended moment, we exist in perfect sync, heartbeats aligned, breath shared, pleasure radiating between us.
Then Jade’s knees buckle, his body going slack with the force of his release.
I catch him, arms wrapping around him from behind as we both catch our breath.
In the mirror’s reflection, I watch us, Jade flushed and Marked, my teeth imprinted at the nape of his neck, both of us joined in the most fundamental way possible.
Mine. Finally, completely mine.
And I’m his, just as completely.
The End