Chapter 8 #2
At least he didn’t have to wonder whether or not Talon found him attractive. That was obvious. Talon was always looking at him, touching him, doing things to make him feel wanted and included.
“I do.” Talon hurried them down, almost flying through the hallways, and he held on, laughing, both at the eagerness and at the sheer fun. Talon was so strong, and he knew he was light, so his mate could just go like the wind.
“Soon we’ll go flying. Then we’ll talk about how fast you go. I bet you’re like a streak of lightning.”
He chuckled. “I hope so, but not now.” Right this second, he was very interested in doing something that had absolutely nothing to do with his wings.
In a heartbeat, they were at their door, sliding into their apartment, and locking the door behind them. Pressing the little button that put a little tiny light shining above their doorbell that meant “do not disturb.”
He thought that was a clever thing. And Talon had told him that was Kami’s idea. Kami was very, very invested in not being disturbed.
Talon didn’t let him down in their front room. Instead, he took them straight back to the big bedroom and then shut that door as well.
He grinned at his bracken. “Are there enough doors between us and the outside?”
Talon gave him an arch look. “Possibly. Possibly not. I do not wish to be interrupted.”
“Well then, braaken, by all means, let us not be interrupted.” To make sure that his point was very clear, Mercury stripped out of his tunic, skinned out of his trousers and stood there, bare as the day he was born.
Talon swallowed, staring, his eyes huge in his stern face. “Hailee… You’re beautiful.”
Mercury ducked his head, his cheeks heating. “Do you think so?” He knew he was still very thin, but the way Talon looked at him made him believe his condition had improved a great deal.
“Yes. I do.” Talon stripped off his clothes, baring his huge, scarred body, and Mercury knew Talon was the beautiful one.
And his cock… Goodness. That was a work of art.
“Are you going to touch me, love?” Talon stepped right up to him, hands bracketing his hips.
“I am.” And he did, wrapping his fingers right around Talon’s girth, stroking that hard cock up and down, up and down. His mate had been very patient.
“Uhn.” Talon rocked into his touch, then raised one hand to cradle his head, fingers under his hair. The kiss Talon gave him seared his lips and his nerves. There was no more holding back. Talon was ready to show him all there was. To knot him.
His breath caught at the idea, and Mercury laughed, the sound joyful against Talon’s mouth.
That’s so lovely. I want you happy.
I’m ready to be happy. He climbed Talon’s body, and they ended up sprawled on the bed together. He loved how Talon felt above him, balancing part of his weight on his elbows so he didn’t crush Mercury at all.
“No smooshing,” Talon agreed, kissing him again. One hand swept down his body, trailing over his chest, his belly, his hip. It came back to grasp his cock, and Mercury cried out, arching up.
His ass clenched, and he could feel how wet he already was. If he had been worried things weren’t going to work, Mercury knew he didn’t have to be concerned now. All of his parts seemed to be ready to take Talon in.
He arched his back, eyes wide as he bowed. He was starving for this. For Talon’s touch.
“Mmmm. So lovely. So responsive to me.” Talon’s rough voice was a caress all its own.
He hoped so. His entire body yearned toward Talon. He needed to be filled, to be spread and opened and—
Knotted.
He craved being knotted.
Talon smiled down at him, and Mercury’s skin felt flushed and tight. Then Talon began to stroke him, base to tip, and his entire focus ended at his prick, his balls going heavy, his blood rushing south.
“You’re wet for me,” Talon murmured. “I can smell you. You’re so sweet.”
No one had ever said such things to him, not ever. “I want to be sweet for you.”
“Mmhmm…and a little spicy too, hmm?”
He nodded. He wasn’t a virgin, even if it had been a long time. He knew about making love, and he wasn’t afraid.
In fact he was eager, and he wanted Talon to understand that.
So he reached for Talon’s cock, wrapping his fingers around the base and tugging, pulling in slow, easy tugs.
He encouraged Talon’s knot to grow—not too much, because otherwise it would never fit inside him, and goddess knew he wanted to be filled until he could barely breathe, until all he knew was Talon.
“Damn…” Talon’s fingers stuttered, and Mercury loved it, how powerful he felt, knowing he affected his braaken in such a way. “You won’t be able to do that long…”
“No? I could suck you instead. Would you like my mouth?” He kept his eyes wide, going for innocent and gentle, even as he tried to drive his braaken wild.
“Hailee…” Talon pushed into his fingers, his head slamming back as his throat worked. “The things you say.”
“I mean it. I know how to suck. Just because it’s been a long time, doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten how or how good it feels.” He stroked again, dragging his thumb just a touch firmly over the slit in Talon’s heavy cock.
I want you to take me. To fill me up. To make me yours.
Talon drew in a deep breath, his body jerking, his hips moving. In sharp thrusts, Talon finally just grabbed him, pushed him down and spread his legs, muscling in between them so that that knotted cock could rest at the edge of his hole.
Those fiery eyes met his, Talon staring right into him. “Tell me you’re ready,”
He grinned, and it was a wild, happy feeling. “I’m ready, give it to me.”
So Talon nodded and didn’t wait another second. There was no careful opening of his hole. There was no gentle, sweet pushing. There was just a single, hard thrust that buried Talon to the hilt.
Mercury grunted, reaching up to grab Talon’s shoulders, his eyes rolling back in his head, his nails digging in deep to keep them together.
“That’s it. That’s fucking perfect.” He knew he sounded completely different than normal because he was growling, but it didn’t matter.
This was exactly how he’d wanted it ever since he’d met Talon.
Talon growled even deeper than he had, that voice reverberating all around him, echoing off the walls. And then he pulled back and thrust again, slamming into Mercury’s body.
He wrapped his legs around Talon’s hips, pulling himself up so they could cling together. Talon pressed him back down, grinding into him, that knot swelling and swelling inside him. He knew it wasn’t going to take any time at all. They had waited too long to be patient.
Hailee. My perfect hailee. Talon thrust hard but barely moved. Their skin wicked hot and rubbing together.
“Talon!” He cried the one word, Talon’s name and just lost it, humping up, trying to get just enough friction so that he could come.
“My Mercury.” He had never heard his name said in such satisfying tones.
Talon tweaked the head of his cock almost too hard, and that was all he needed. He shot hard, his entire body shaking, rolling with it, sliding himself on Talon’s knot over and over again until they were locked together.
Mercury whimpered softly as he felt Talon’s heat press deep within him, filling him up and satisfying him in a deep way. It made him cry out with pure bliss.
That was what he needed.
His braaken.
His lover.
His mate.
Mercury reached up and held on tight, clinging like a limpet as Talon emptied into him, deep, wet, and so hot it almost burned. He could feel himself mirroring his pleasure back to Talon over and over, until Talon finally groaned and slumped down on them, their bodies clinging together.
They were silent besides their harsh breathing for a long while. Then Talon moved off to one side, rolling them so he wasn’t squooshed, and then kissed his forehead.
And Mercury burst out with, “Finally!”
Talon’s lips curved in a smile that devastated his frazzled senses. “Perfect.”
“Yes, yes, perfect.” He chuckled, the sound all raw and husky. “I feel like I’ve been waiting for you my whole life.”
“I know I’ve been waiting for you.” Talon kept his space, them brushing his lips. “And now you’re home. And so am I.”
“We are. Thank goodness, huh? It’s about time.”
“It is. It’s about our time.” Talon kissed him again. “Pull the blankets around us, hailee. Let’s snuggle and rest.”
Snuggle and rest. That he could do.
Given that they were knotted together, it was sort of their only option.