Chapter 35 #2
Sliding my nose up the side of his neck, I pull his hips flush against mine. “No, Bee, we’re just getting started. I wanted you to know that this is more than something physical before I drag you to my room and ruin you.”
No one blinks as we stumble through the house, lost in the kisses we’re sharing. I barely get my bedroom door open before he’s pushing my shirt up and over my head.
“So impatient,” I mumble, pushing against his chest until he collapses backward onto my bed. I hook my fingers into the band of his boxers and pull them off, dragging his sweats with them. “Look how hard you are for me.”
“Aching. Need you inside me.”
Squeezing my cock through my jeans, I lean down and trace his abs with my tongue. “Gotta prep you. Don’t want to hurt you.”
I unbutton my pants and work them down my legs, freezing mid-thigh when Bellamy spreads his legs wide, putting his ass on display. Nestled between his cheeks is a bright yellow butt plug.
“Were you wearing that all night?” I croak.
He snickers, reaching down to twist the end. “Nah, I put it in while we were changing. Doing those obstacle courses with this would have been a bitch. Next time, though.”
Laughter bubbles out of me when he winks. “You are chaos incarnate. That brat title Sterling and Onyx gave you is well earned, isn’t it?”
Kicking my pants the rest of the way off, I step closer, smoothing my hands up his calves. The hair there is rough beneath my fingers, the muscle strong. His cock twitches as I continue my slow perusal, mapping his body with firm touches.
“Are you going to fuck me, or continue torturing me until I come?”
Leaning down, I find his nipple and bite it hard, making him yelp. “You want this, baby boy?” Shifting my hips, I slide my cock against his, my weight holding the two of us together. “Be patient, or I’ll jerk off on your pretty ass instead.”
Sterling had shown up at my door a few mornings ago and handed me a bottle of lube. No explanation or instruction, he passed it to me and walked away. I grab it from the nightstand drawer and pour it on my fingers.
Bellamy whimpers when I pull the plug out and replace it with my fingers, stretching him gently. I kiss him hard, our teeth clacking with the force. His arms wind around my neck, holding me close as I work him over, getting him nice and wet.
“Please, Fates, I need to feel you.”
Burying my head in the crook of his neck, I dump lube onto my cock. “You already did that in the Jeep earlier.”
“Doesn’t count.” He stills when I line myself up with his hole. I ease in, going slow so that I don’t hurt him. He isn’t having my glacial pace and shifts his hips down, taking me in one thrust.
“Fuck.” I grit my teeth, hands digging into his thighs from the overwhelmingly tight warmth. Lasting long enough to not embarrass myself will be a feat. I’ve been worked up all night. Ready to be connected to him like this.
“You feel so good. Stretch me so good.”
My hips jerk against his, my pace frantic as he babbles and moans. I hold his cock, not really jerking him off, just feeling him swell and pulse as his orgasm grows closer.
Exploring his skin with my tongue, I have to rip myself away when my teeth start to ache. My instincts are screaming at me, urging me to bite. To make him mine.
I quickly pull out, slapping his ass lightly. “On your stomach.”
Spreading him open, I push back in, watching his bubbly ass bounce as I pound into him. Wanton mewls fill my room, his head lolling to one side. “You like this, huh? Being bent over and fucked?”
“Duh,” he pants. “’S too good.”
My balls are heavy, my orgasm out of reach, so I thrust harder, practically rutting into his ass. “Come with me.”
He wedged a hand between his hips and the mattress to stroke his cock. One thrust, two, and he shudders, crying out my name.
Intense pleasure hammers through my body, so overpowering that my knees shake. I still, buried deep, and let my release roll through me.
Pushing his hair away from his face, I press my lips to his shoulder. “Bee?”
Sleepy eyes blink open. “Huh?”
“I’m going to bite you.”
His lips part, a shocked whistle ripping through them. “Y-you want to bond me?”
Sighing softly, I tuck my arms under his body so that I can hold him. “Everything has been a mess, so I couldn’t tell before, but right now? What we just felt? You’re mine as much as Skye is. My Fate-matched mate.”
“Are you sure you’re ready for that? I’m all in, totally. Don’t want you to regret it later, is all.”
His lip juts out when I slip my cock from his ass and flip him over so we’re face to face again. I’m still hard, my knot aching to be buried inside my mate. Nudging his legs open, I push back in.
“I learned once already that doubting the way I feel is a bad thing. I refuse to repeat the mistakes I made with Skye. You’re mine, Bellamy.”
Grinding against him, I work my knot into his ass, swearing when it pops into place. We come again, shuddering against each other. As his cock spurts between our bodies, I sink my teeth into his bicep, marking him as mine.
Love and joy push to us from Skye’s bond. The silent approval I feel from her and the rest of our pack has me burying my face against Bellamy’s chest to hide the tears flooding my eyes.
Months ago, I thought this was a reality I’d never face. A pack I fit into, who feel like family. A mate bond in my soul, connecting me to the only woman I’ve ever loved.
And now Bellamy. The Beta who won my heart with his chaos and crop tops.
For the first time in years, I don’t feel like a shitty Alpha. I feel whole.