Sam
“I don’t know. I’ve heard stories of fated mates where it seems like magic.
It’s big and explosive and wild. But then there are the ones where your eyes meet across the room and suddenly everything slots into place, the missing piece finally found.
That’s what I felt when I looked at you last night.
And this afternoon, when my wolf accepted you, I knew. ”
“So we’re mates?”
That was the kicker, wasn’t it? He felt like he’d come home, like he couldn’t imagine going to sleep tonight without Vaughn by his side, even though they’d never done that before.
Well, the night before, but really, sleeping on a couch with Vaughn’s parents in the room while six traumatized children slept on a blow-up mattress beside them totally didn’t count.
“I can’t. But I’m feeling too.”
“Yeah?”
“You’re really ready to just say you’re it. You’re the one. And what if something goes wrong? What if you’re wrong?”
“What do I tell the kids, Sam?”
Everything in Sam’s brain skidded to a halt. He searched Vaughn’s perfect blue eyes for the truth he could see so clearly displayed.
“Alphas don’t lie. Alphas don’t break promises.”
Vaughn leaned closer, his lips curled into the softest smile. “That’s right. And I’m not lying to you now. I promise, Sam. I’m not wrong. I know and my wolf knows. You’re the one we’ve been waiting for all this time. And you were just on the other side of town.”
Sam leaned in the last few inches and touched their foreheads together. “This is intense.”
“I know. Don’t think this means that we are going to miss out on things. I plan on romancing the hell out of you. I’m thinking wining, dining, and red roses level of romance.”
“Yeah? And what are you planning to do with the six kids we’ve claimed while you’re executing Operation Romance Sam?”
Vaughn scowled. “I’ll…they’ll… I’ll figure something out. I have a pack full of potential babysitters and several hundred former patients who’ve said things like ‘if there’s ever anything you need, anything we can do.’ I will take them up on those offers so fast your head will spin.”
“That sounds nice.” And it did. Sam chewed on his lip nervously, closing his eyes to avoid Vaughn’s intense gaze as the last worrying thought bloomed alongside the ones of hope and possibilities.
“Your wolf didn’t know before?” Sam asked, his voice shaking with a slight tremble of remembered pain.
“Why didn’t you know then if you know so suddenly now? ”
“I… I don’t know,” Vaughn confessed. The words seemed hard for him to choke out, as if the memory was causing him pain, too. “We could have had years together, maybe been ready for this. I… I knew there was something different about you, that I was drawn to you… I just don’t know, Sam.”
“So it’s different now. And maybe it’ll be different again.
” He didn’t want to believe it, but he couldn’t deny the possibility.
He couldn’t afford to become even more invested in Vaughn and his life, couldn’t change his life to plan on a future that could be torn away from him in a moment of strange mating magic that he didn’t understand.
“Sam,” Vaughn breathed. Their foreheads were still pressed together, their breath mingling. “I’ll prove it to you. However long it takes, whatever I have to do. I’ll make you see that you’re it for me. I promise you.”
Sam squeezed Vaughn’s hand where their fingers were still tangled together. “And alphas don’t break their promises,” Sam repeated. Something clicked into place, a tentative acceptance that Sam didn’t question even though rationally he knew he should.
Pack magic. Alpha magic. Vaughn magic.
Whatever it was, it worked. He tilted his head and sought Vaughn’s lips, eager to seal the promises his new alpha was making him.
He believed in Vaughn in a way that shouldn’t be possible and was definitely supernatural, but he’d never felt so right before in his life.
Vaughn cupped Sam’s neck in his hand and deepened the kiss a little, their tongues tangling as they explored each other’s mouths.
When Vaughn finally pulled away, Sam was gasping for breath and ready to push Vaughn back on the couch and do really, really bad things to him. “Let’s take this into the other room,” Vaughn suggested.
His voice was that same deep bottomed out husky growl that sent shivers of want down Sam’s spine.
“Okay.”
Sam couldn’t help the nervous skip of his heart or the catch of breath that drew Vaughn’s sultry gaze right to him. He let Vaughn pull him to his feet then followed as Vaughn walked backward toward the open bedroom door.
Vaughn’s eyes were glowing that same stunning blue and Sam couldn’t look away. They were about the same height but Vaughn seemed so much bigger, stronger, and more powerful. God, the man just oozed sensuality.
Sam tugged his hand and Vaughn stopped, giving him a puzzled frown. Sam took the extra step forward and kissed him again. It was taking entirely too long to get to the bedroom. He didn’t want to wait.
Vaughn chuckled against his lips and tugged Sam closer. He released Sam’s hand to wrap his arms around Sam’s waist then slipped them lower to grab Sam’s ass. “Jump up,” Vaughn husked against his mouth.
Sam grumbled. He was busy tasting Vaughn’s lips and Vaughn really needed to quit trying to talk.
Vaughn chuckled again and pulled away, this time scooping Sam up in his arms and carrying him the few remaining steps into the bedroom. Instead of taking him to the bed like he expected, Vaughn continued walking into the bathroom and sat Sam down on the counter.
“What?”
Vaughn smirked and reached into the shower, turning the water on.
“I’ve already showered,” Sam said.
“The water will muffle the noise,” Vaughn explained. He walked back over to Sam, tugging his shirt over his head as he went.
“Oh, God,” Sam whimpered. He scrambled to pull his own up, but his fingers didn’t seem to want to cooperate. Probably because he hadn’t been able to take his eyes of Vaughn.
Vaughn stepped between his legs and grabbed his hips. “Having trouble?”
His voice was a sexy purr, the ass. He shouldn’t give Sam a hard time when he looked like he did. How could he be expected to think when that muscled chest was just right…
He touched, stroking his fingers over Vaughn’s pecs and tweaking his dusky pink nipples. “Fuck me,” Sam sighed.
“I plan to,” Vaughn said.
“Yeah?”
“If you’ll stop drooling and let me take your clothes off.”
Sam snickered and looked up and met Vaughn’s sexy grin with one of his own. “I don’t know if I can do that. You’re gorgeous. My brain has short-circuited. You have no one to blame but yourself.”
Vaughn smirked again but grabbed the hem of Sam’s T-shirt.
He tugged it up and off, forcing Sam’s hands away from him for as long as it took for the fabric to leave his arms. Then Sam was right back to touching, tracing the warm skin, running his fingers over the smattering of crisp hair then down over Vaughn’s abs.
He reached for the loose-fitting pants Vaughn wore and tugged the waist down.
Vaughn was hard beneath the fabric, his cock straining to be free.
Sam wanted nothing more than to help it out.
He wrapped his hand around it, stroked his hand up and down the length, and grinned up at Vaughn as his mate’s breath caught.
“You like that?”
“You know I do,” Vaughn grumbled. “Want my hands on you, too.”
“Wait your turn,” Sam said. He tightened his hold on Vaughn’s cock and stroked it again. Vaughn shuddered and laid his hands on Sam’s spread knees and waited. He explored Vaughn’s length, learning every bump, every line, and every curve. “We need lube,” Sam whispered.
“Fuck.” Vaughn stepped back and pulled his pants up. He pointed at Sam and gave him a stern look. “Don’t move.”
He bolted out the door and down the stairs. He was back a minute later clutching the bottle in his hand.
Of course, Sam had ignored his order to wait and used the time to strip off his pajama pants. He’d spread his legs and leaned over the bathroom counter, looking back over his shoulder as Vaughn came back into the room.
He stumbled to a halt, staring wide-eyed at Sam as the steam from the shower began heating up the room. “Oh, fuck. I’ve dreamed about your perfect ass.”
“Yeah?” Sam asked.
Vaughn crept forward and sat the lube on the counter before touching Sam’s ass with both hands. He spread his cheeks and groaned again. “Sam,” he whimpered.
“Fuck me, Mate.”
Vaughn shuddered at his use of the word.
“You keep talking like that and this isn’t going to last long.”
Sam sent him a wicked grin before he turned and looked into the mirror. He met Vaughn’s gaze through the glass. “You going to make me wait? Because I can take care of this myself if you aren’t up for it.”
It was like waving a red flag in front of a bull. All he’d had to do was take hold of his own cock and give it a stroke. Vaughn’s eyes flared blue, and he stepped forward, closing the distance between them before pushing Sam’s hands away. “Don’t touch.”
“Then you better get busy.”
Vaughn growled then, his eyes flashing once more. He leaned over Sam, covering his back and pushing him down over the sink. “Gonna prove to you that you’re mine, Sam.”
Their eyes stayed locked together as Vaughn reached for the lube.
He slicked up his fingers and moved them to Sam’s entrance.
He traced them over Sam’s hole quickly before plunging one inside.
Sam gasped, fighting to keep any other sounds inside.
It was harder than he thought, especially when Vaughn smirked and added a second.
“Don’t want to wake the kids, do you?”
“I won’t be the only one unsatisfied.”
“Good point.” He continued to stretch Sam’s opening, his fingers tender but insistent. “It won’t be like this next time. I’m going to have you in my bed beside me. Soon, Sam. Very soon.”
“Sounds good. But for now, less talking. More fucking.”
“So demanding.”
“I’ll show you de—” Sam tried to push up and around, but Vaughn was faster and grabbed him around the waist. He used the movement to slide his cock into Sam’s crease.
“You sure you want to do that?”
Sam froze, meeting Vaughn’s gaze in the mirror once more. “Please, Vaughn.”
“Spread your legs a little more for me,” Vaughn said. He nipped at Sam’s ear then traced the edge with his tongue. Sam complied, pushing his ass back against Vaughn’s cock as he did. “That’s it. I’ve got you.”
Vaughn’s cock pressed against his hole and slowly began to push inside. He wrapped his hands around Sam, one coming to rest on his chest over his heart while the other crept lower, splaying over Sam’s stomach and creeping oh so close to his cock.
“Vaughn,” Sam groaned as the stretch began to be too much. He wanted more, wanted to shove back so he was completely filled. He wanted Vaughn’s hand on his cock.
“I’m gonna take such good care of you, Sammy. Forever.”
Sam didn’t know he needed the promises, but something settled inside him even more as Vaughn pushed forward the last bit and they were completely joined.
He met Vaughn’s gaze in the mirror once more and found Vaughn already staring at him, studying his expression. He smiled smugly when he moved and Sam’s breath hitched.
Sam responded by squeezing his ass. Vaughn groaned and dropped his head onto Sam’s shoulder. “Fuck, Sam. You feel so good. You were meant for me.”
Vaughn raised his head once more, his eyes flaring blue. “Claiming you, Sam. Making you mine. I can’t wait.”
Sam trembled and put his hand over Vaughn’s where it rested on his heart. “Do it.”
Vaughn growled and pushed Sam forward. Sam braced himself against the counter as Vaughn gripped his hips and began thrusting into him hard and fast. He tried to keep the words inside as Vaughn drove him higher and higher.
“Feel so good, Vaughn. Fuck me harder, like you mean it. Want to feel you for a week so I know I’m yours. Prove it to me.”
Vaughn growled and adjusted his position once more. He pulled Sam up again, pressing them together and placed his hand around Sam’s neck. “You need proof, Sammy? Can anyone else fill you up like this? Anyone else know how hard your heart is racing for me? Just me.”
Sam shook his head but Vaughn tightened his grip and forced his head to the side. He licked a stripe up Sam’s neck, ending at his ear where he nibbled before speaking again.
“You challenge me, Sam. Make me remember why I stand strong, why I lead. You need me to prove to you that I’m the alpha? Need to know I can take care of you?”
Sam’s knees went weak and he leaned more heavily back against Vaughn. He did need that proof, even though he didn’t want to say it aloud.
Vaughn bit the lobe of his ear gently then moved his neck even further to the side, leaving Sam completely vulnerable. Vaughn rolled his hips, moving his cock around Sam’s sensitive channel, leaving him a trembling wreck in the wake of Vaughn’s utter control.
“Gonna mark you up, let everyone know you’re mine. That what you want, Sam? You want to be mine?”
Sam nodded, his head only allowed to move the scantest inch, but he did want, so badly. “Vaughn,” he choked out.
“It’s okay, Sammy. I’ll give you what you need.”
He moved so fast then that Sam could barely process what happened. His face changed and he struck, teeth driving deep into the tender skin of Sam’s neck. Sam cried out and Vaughn moved his hand to cover Sam’s mouth as he trembled through the pain and the sudden feeling of deep connection.
His cock sputtered, then shot, his body overcome with the complete pleasure of the sensation. Vaughn growled again, and then removed his teeth, lapping at the wound before raising his head and staring at Sam in the mirror once more.
“Mine.”
“Yours,” Sam replied.
Vaughn moved inside Sam again, holding him tight and supporting him with his incredible strength as he drove Sam higher again, his body a shaking and trembling mess of want and need and ache and burn.
“Vaughn,” Sam whimpered. He needed but he didn’t know what, how, where. He just needed Vaughn.
“I’ve got you, love. I’ll always give you what you need.”
He slowed his thrusts again and reached for Sam’s cock, fisting it tight as he moved in time with the thrusts in Sam’s ass. “Gonna come in you now, Sammy. Have you dripping with me all night. Let my scent settle in you so everyone will know who you belong to. Won’t let you go again. Never again.”
Sam couldn’t even think as Vaughn retained control of him, all of him, thrusting into his body and then filling him with a growl. He nipped at the bite mark on Sam’s neck as he came and that was all it took for the last of Sam’s control to evaporate.
He shuddered once more, his cock making a last valiant attempt to come again, but he was spent. He’d given it all to Vaughn.