Vaughn #2
He finished loading the dishwasher and got it started before heading to the back door and watching his parents in the yard with the kids.
They were playing some silly game, what looked like red-light, green-light, and the kids were all laughing hysterically as his dad spun around and tried to catch them moving.
Vaughn didn’t know how long he’d been standing there watching the kids play when Sam came up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist. “They having fun?”
“Yeah. Dad’s cracking me up. He used to play with me like that, but I haven’t seen him act like this in a long time. It’s good to see him having fun.”
“We should probably get showers started. They’re going to need time to wind down.”
“Definitely. Plus, I think your dad had a really good idea about us finishing what we started.”
Sam pushed his hips against Vaughn’s ass and nipped his neck. “Yeah?”
“Absolutely.”
“Let’s get the kids in bed then.”
Vaughn opened the back door and reached back to snag Sam’s hand. “So, I’m thinking you look like a Papa.”
Sam shook his head and smirked. “Are we ready to give ourselves names? Maybe we should let the kids decide what to call us.”
“Yeah, but what if they want to call you something like Sammykins? I mean, obviously, I’d be something cool like Dadinator.”
“I really don’t know how I never realized how utterly ridiculous you are.”
Vaughn squeezed his hand before raising his fingers to his lips and using them to let out a shrill whistle. The cubs all froze and turned to him. “Bath time!”
He only got a couple groans, mainly from Ollie, who always wanted to play, and from Natasha, who was almost ready to win the game.
She was only a few steps away from tagging his dad and stuck her lip out in the funniest pout when everyone else abandoned their positions and came over to him and Sam.
It didn’t take them long to get the kids to say goodnight to his parents and wrangle them upstairs into the bathrooms.
William emerged from his room once everyone was finished and shooed Sam and Vaughn away, insisting he needed to read the kids a few books and if they were around, he couldn’t do voices. Ollie seemed very intrigued by the idea of voices, so he didn’t have a problem letting them go back downstairs.
It didn’t escape Vaughn’s notice that William smirked at Sam the entire time, or that his mate turned the most delightful shade of red at his father’s knowing looks.
It didn’t stop Vaughn from taking advantage of the opportunity, though.
He wanted Sam’s scent in his space, on his bed.
He wanted to connect with his mate again, wanted to touch him and make him cry out in passion.
The noises Sam made… Vaughn practically dragged Sam down the stairs and into the master bedroom.
He closed the door and pushed Sam back against it.
“Finally,” Vaughn groaned.
Sam snickered and wrapped his arms around Vaughn’s neck. “So ridiculous.”
“Am not,” Vaughn mock-pouted. “Just need you.”
“Need, huh?”
Vaughn thought for a moment of making a joke, but he met Sam’s gaze with a soft smile instead. “Yeah, Sam. I need you.”
Sam bit his lip as his arms drifted down over Vaughn’s and then he clenched Vaughn’s ass in his hands. “Well, I need you, too.”
Part of Vaughn’s brain short-circuited as Sam pushed him backward toward the bed. When his legs thumped against the mattress, Sam let him go and gave him a heated stare.
“Clothes off. Now,” Sam demanded.
Vaughn scrambled to get his shirt off as Sam did the same.
Shoes and pants came next, both of them moving fast until finally, Vaughn was sitting naked on the bed with Sam standing in front of him.
He climbed onto the mattress, straddling Vaughn’s legs and sinking into another kiss.
When he broke away, Vaughn struggled to regain his breath.
“Been thinking about your mouth on my cock, Vaughn. Will you taste me again? Taste me while I get myself ready for you? I want to ride your cock, watch your face as I take you apart.”
“Goddess, yes,” Vaughn groaned.
He moved back onto the bed and scrambled to find the lube he’d stashed in his bedside table.
Sam watched him with hungry eyes, and when he settled back against the mattress, Sam moved over him, straddling his chest as he sank down.
His cock bobbed right in front of Vaughn’s face, just out of reach.
Sam had his arms trapped between his legs.
His mate had taken control and Vaughn loved every second of it.
Sam held his cock out, traced the tip over Vaughn’s lips, and then pushed forward a little. Vaughn opened his mouth and closed his lips around the tip. He traced his tongue over the slit before sucking gently.
“Fuck,” Sam moaned. “Your mouth. So hot.”
Vaughn concentrated on making Sam lose his mind, trying to ignore the sounds Sam made as he slicked himself up. He clenched the blankets in his hands, not allowing himself to touch until Sam gave the okay.
It didn’t take long. Sam was as eager for him as Vaughn was. He slid back, his eyes wide and desperate. Vaughn grabbed his cock and held it in place as Sam positioned himself and began to push down.
“You’re so tight, Sam. I can’t believe how good you feel.”
Sam leaned forward and then rolled his hips. Vaughn groaned and held onto Sam’s thighs as he began to rock forward and back, taking Vaughn deeper with each movement. His mate took his pleasure, stole it from Vaughn’s body as he moved in a rhythm all his own.
He gasped when he found the perfect angle and drove himself down onto Vaughn’s cock.
It was the most erotic thing Vaughn had ever seen.
Sam chased his pleasure until he realized he couldn’t find it on his own.
He opened his eyes and stared down at Vaughn, pleading for more, for that elusive release he needed.
With a low growl, Vaughn flipped them around and took his place over Sam.
He pushed Sam’s thighs further apart and revealed his glistening hole.
He prodded it gently, earning him a groan from Sam, and then pushed through the tight ring and sealed them together once more.
“Need me to claim you again, Sammy? Want me to show you that you’re mine? ”
Sam grabbed Vaughn’s arms and pulled him down, baring his neck at the same time.
Vaughn began thrusting his hips as he buried his face in Sam’s neck.
He teased at the bite mark he’d left there, knowing how sensitive the spot would be.
Sam trembled beneath him as Vaughn found that spot once again, pegging Sam’s gland and drawing gasps of pleasure from his mate.
When Sam neared the crest once more, Vaughn thrust harder, the sounds Sam made pulling his own release closer.
“Vaughn, I’m going to—”
Vaughn struck, sinking his teeth into Sam’s neck and plowing into his body.
Sam’s hole tightened and spasmed around him as he came, and Vaughn muffled his own roar of pleasure against Sam’s neck.
They laid together for a while, their gasping breaths mingling until Vaughn finally pulled out of Sam and leaned back on his knees.
His mate was thoroughly debauched, his legs spread and his hole leaking.
Vaughn couldn’t help but preen at the sight, reaching between them to tease at Sam’s sensitive entrance.
Sam swatted his hand away, but the little smile on his face told Vaughn everything he needed to know.
He went to the bathroom and came back with a warm towel.
After cleaning Sam up, he pulled back the blankets and tucked his mate beneath them. Sam settled into the mattress with a tired sigh. When Vaughn moved away again, Sam grunted and reached out his hand.
“Come back.”
Vaughn tossed the soiled cloth into the bathroom and pulled on a pair of boxers.
He placed a spare pair on the nightstand, just in case they needed to get up in the night with one of the kids.
Sam’s breathing evened out quickly and Vaughn crawled into bed beside him, pulling Sam close as he stared up at the ceiling.
He didn’t know why he’d been so blessed, but he thanked his lucky stars for whatever he’d done that earned him so much goodness in his life.