Chapter 21
Colton listened to Ian’s quiet breathing, thinking of how his life had changed in such a short period of time.
For all his claims of not wanting a mate, he couldn’t imagine living without Ian by his side, the man the Fates decided was perfect for him.
The other half of my soul…the keeper of my heart…
the man who would be his and his alone for the rest of Colton’s life.
His love for Ian welled up in his heart until it overflowed and filled every nook and cranny of his mind and body.
Tightening his arms around his mate, Colton nuzzled his nose into Ian’s hair, gulping in his delicious scent that would forever remind him of his mate—a person he knew so little about.
Fuck and claim first…then talk. He moved down to Ian’s ear and his tongue quickly darted in and out for a taste.
Moaning, he did it again and again until he’d licked his mate’s ear and jaw and then began working toward his neck.
Never enough…nope, never enough… I’ll never get enough of my mate!
He felt his mate stirring. Oh, goody…fucking and biting time!
Ian woke to the sensuous experience of feeling Colton’s tongue caressing his neck as his mate continued licking and nipping on his downward march.
He stretched against the hard-muscled body behind his, seeking to melt into it, his pleasure voicing itself by an endless stream of animalistic sounds.
Then he was rolled onto his back as Colton continued his assault, now moving down to his chest. It was impossible for Ian to remain still.
His body had a mind of its own as it responded to all the erotic feelings it was experiencing under this merciless onslaught.
No one ever evoked this response in him before.
Writhing under Colton, he was desperately seeking some relief for his needy cock.
His steel rod was throbbing and weeping pre-cum—yet Colton ignored it, instead concentrating on licking every part of Ian’s body or so it seemed.
Unable to stop himself, Ian reached down and grabbed his cock to give it what it was begging for.
He moaned as he felt his firm grip sliding up and down it.
Finally, his body was getting the satisfaction it craved so his ejaculation could finally explode.
His mate’s endless tonguing of his body was bringing him to the tipping point.
Colton glanced at his mate’s cock and saw Ian’s hand tugging at it.
That will not happen! Quickly he pushed Ian’s hand away and growled, “You are mine. All mine. If you touch yourself again I will tie your hands.” Then he grabbed his mate’s hands and moved them above Ian’s head.
“They stay there. Understand? Or I will tie them to the bed posts.” Colton’s eyes burned with total dominance as they bored into Ian’s.
Waiting for an answer, he paused, letting Ian struggle with his emotions.
Finally, he heard a small, “Yes.” Free, now, to taste every inch of his mate’s body, Colton continued licking Ian’s flesh, leaving a trail of bruises as he sucked hard on any spot that particularly excited him.
Ian was losing his mind. Never before had he been restrained from touching a partner or himself during sex.
Holy crap! I love it! It raised conflicting emotions and made his passion rise to dizzying heights.
He was beyond help—desperate for the release being denied him.
His mind was a maelstrom of needs, wants, desires, and cravings.
It was impossible for him to choose one because as soon as he did, another crashed over it, swamping him with a new feeling.
Finally, Ian could take no more and he reached down for his cock, no longer caring what might happen.
He was on the highest peak, nearly touching the sky and all he had to do was grab his cock to finally attain nirvana.
Gripping his cock tightly, he tugged it, chasing his orgasm.
His balls retreated, snug against his body, readying themselves for the release of his seed.
Almost there…he was almost there… yessss…
nooooooooooooo, he wailed as Colton grabbed his hand and raised it to meet the other above his head.
Colton stared at his mate. “Stay. Do not move.” He jumped from the bed and grabbed some t-shirts from his bag on the floor.
Wrapping one around Ian’s right wrist, he tied it to the bedpost and then did the same to the other.
Standing at the foot of the bed, Colton looked down at his mate, now restrained, and his cock grew harder.
Climbing up between Ian’s legs, he renewed licking him.
He just couldn’t get enough. Sweet, smoky, tangy, salty—so many sensations crossed his tongue and yet it still wasn’t enough.
Slowly he worked his way down Ian’s body, avoiding his mate’s dripping cock, as he teased around it with his tongue and teeth.
Ian’s hips repeatedly thrust into the air, seeking something to give his cock the friction it so desperately needed but found nothing.
His mate had bypassed his most important part and Ian was reduced to begging, interspersed with moans and cries for release.
Colton was driving Ian insane and he was helpless to stop it.
Head tossing, hips thrusting, fists clenching and eyes blown wide with lust and need so deep, it had consumed his entire body and mind.
Finally, Ian could take no more and his body surrendered—his cock spontaneously shooting cum over his chest and abs.
Colton felt his mate’s explosion as Ian’s hips kept thrusting into the air with each pulse of cum.
And though he could feel Ian’s muscles relax after the intensity of his orgasm, he continued to lick, suck and nip his mate’s body.
He had covered much ground but yet had miles to go.
He would bring Ian to the edge again before finally fucking and biting him in a true claiming ritual.
And he was enjoying every bit of his effort; his mate would remember this claiming forever.
Ian’s mind was floating, still basking in his body’s release.
Mellow, feeling pleasure slowly leave his body, he was ready for the claiming.
He wanted, no, needed Colton’s cock in him now.
He was ready and could feel his wolf prancing about, happy about Ian accepting his mate.
Oh yes, you and I are finally in sync. But his mate wasn’t showing any indication it was going to happen soon.
Ian felt worry begin to invade his mind once again but before it could take hold, he felt his passion rise again.
He gasped when Colton finally swallowed his cock to the root.
He was desperate to move but Colton held his hips as his head bobbed over Ian’s cock.
Ian howled. Everything was too much. He needed his hands to hug his mate, to explore the body bringing him so much pleasure and to feel again the velvet skin encasing his mate’s iron rod.
He cried out to Colton. “Please mate, untie my hands. I need to touch you! Please, please…please mate,” as his voice faded.
Colton heard Ian’s plea and looked at his mate’s face.
He saw those beautiful eyes blown wide with lust and passion, the full lips quivering with need and knew the time had come.
He reached up and freed one hand, then the other.
His mate was ready for the claiming—a claiming that would erase Ian’s fears and worries about Colton wanting him.
He watched as his mate’s arms fell to the bed and, taking one of them in his hands, gently rubbed it, restoring its circulation.
And then the other, as he listened to his mate keening.
Scooping Ian up and holding him tightly, Colton whispered in his mate’s ear.
“I love you, babe, with my whole heart, soul and mind. I give you my heart, to hold forever and ever. I will be your protector, defender, supporter, lover and all else you need. Never again will you be alone for I will forever be a part of you from now on. Are you ready, darling? Ready to be one with me? Ready to join our wolves together so they may be better and stronger than before? Please say the word that will fill me with joy and everlasting love.”
Ian pulled his head back to look into Colton’s eyes.
There he saw the love and devotion, giving truth to his mate’s words.
And at that moment, overwhelmed with emotion, all he could manage was a whispered, “Yes”.
This was it. After fighting his wolf for far too long, Ian was eager to be claimed.
It was right. His body felt it, his wolf knew it and his heart had already been lost to Colton the moment he’d bitten him in Mexico, trying to save his life.
Colton leaned over to the nightstand and grabbed the bottle of lube he’d placed there the night before.
Throwing it on the bed, he move down to his mate’s cock and tugged it, his tongue digging out Ian’s essence from the tip.
After several minutes of laving his mate’s cock, Colton poured some lube into his palm and coated his cock and fingers.
While pressing one finger against Ian’s pink hole, Colton’s mouth began to slide down on his mate’s now-rigid cock until he could smell the unique scent swirling up from the curly hair surrounding it.
Inhaling deeply, he pushed his face further into Ian’s groin causing Ian’s cockhead to continue down his throat.
Colton heard his mate groan loudly, thrusting his hips up, forcing Ian’s cockhead still deeper into Colton’s throat.
And at that moment, Colton’s lubed finger punched through the ring of muscles and found the prize waiting for him inside.
Pressing on Ian’s prostate, he heard his mate cry out.
After Ian’s cry of pleasure, Colton felt his mate’s ring of muscles relax and he added another finger, stretching Ian wider repeatedly, to open his mate’s rose so there’d be no pain when his large cock entered.
He continued to stimulate his mate on two fronts, his fingers going in and out of Ian’s hole while his mouth slid up and down his mate’s cock.
As he added a third finger to the mix, Ian began to blubber about his need.
Finally, Colton knew his mate was ready; his mouth lifted off Ian’s cock causing his mate to cry out.
“Soon babe, soon. Give me your legs,” he crooned to Ian.
Lifting them and resting Ian’s calves against his shoulders, Colton pressed his cock into his mate’s perfectly round, puckered hole and felt the muscles give way.
Sinking into the warm tight passage, Colton knew he was home.
Right where he belonged. Stopping for his mate to adjust to his size, he looked down at his lover’s face.
A face so gorgeous it took his breath away. A face he wanted to wake up to forever.
Oh my gods! Ian nearly came again when his mate’s cock breached his hole and entered him.
So perfect! So fucking perfect! The Fates got it right.
Colton filled Ian in a way no other had ever before.
Forever…I will have this forever! He had searched for this his entire life without knowing it.
But now Ian was mated to the man who’d complete him, support him and love him like no one else ever would.
His body relaxed at those thoughts and he yelled, “Dammit! Move! Now!”
Colton was struggling to stay still until his mate was ready but as soon as he heard those words he started pumping his hips.
The feeling of his cock encased in the beautiful, sweet body of his mate was the best feeling he’d ever experienced.
Bending his mate’s legs higher, Colton focused on his face, as his hips beat a steady rhythm against Ian’s ass. “Look at me,” Colton said.
Ian slowly opened his eyes, staring unseeingly up at his mate.
His eyes couldn’t focus because of the lust and passion swirling through him.
He felt his heavy lids fall, covering his eyes again.
The emotions consuming his body were almost too intense.
Flames were licking along each nerve. Every part of him cried out for relief.
He felt Colton speed up, pounding into him with such force, he felt the bed move again and again.
He knew he would feel Colton in his ass for days—a reminder of who owned him now.
And that one thought took him over the edge as his cock pulsed, shooting cum into the air, splattering it over both of them.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw the face of his lover smiling down at him with adoration.
Colton was enthralled watching Ian’s emotions fly across his face as the claiming continued—lust, passion, love—and finally sheer joy as Ian’s cock fired its seed.
His own balls tightened at the sight but he wasn’t ready to come yet.
He lowered Ian’s legs to the bed and then bent forward, seeking his mate’s beautiful lips.
Running his tongue over them, he slowly parted them and thrust his tongue inside, driven to savor the flavor of his mate.
Dueling with Ian’s tongue, Colton felt his cock grow turgid, and knew the time was coming.
Pulling back, he braced his hands on either side of Ian’s body as he pounded into his mate, his hips a blur of motion.
Ian suddenly felt Colton’s staccato rhythm and knew it was time.
He moved his head exposing his neck. His cock was hard again and he gripped it, sliding his hand up and down matching Colton’s rhythm.
Then it happened. He heard his mate grunt and felt Colton’s teeth sink into his neck.
Crying out, Ian’s cock exploded again, firing cum at his mate’s beautiful body.
Colton’s teeth were buried in Ian’s neck, his cock was buried in his mate’s ass and his mouth filled with his mate’s delicious blood—a trifecta of sensations overwhelming him as he exploded filling his mate with his seed.
Carefully withdrawing his teeth from Ian’s neck, Colton raised his head, howling loud and long.
He’d claimed his mate and he wanted the world to know.
After they slowly came down to earth, Colton quickly cleaned them up before climbing into bed. Soon, he could hear Ian’s faint snores. Tightening his arm around his mate’s waist, he pulled him closer and fell asleep reveling in Ian’s delicious scent.