Chapter 12 #3
“To us,” Justin said as they clinked. “Forever and always.”
“I’m curious, do you already have something in mind for the wedding?” Scott asked.
“Ideas and possibilities, but nothing I’ve got my heart set on, except for the groom,” Justin replied. “I thought we’d figure that out together. We have plenty of options, even here in Fox Hollow. It can be as plain or as fancy as you want.”
“I like that,” Scott admitted. “I don’t have anything in mind either. I was much more worried about ever finding my fated mate than thinking about the color of the napkins.”
“Then we can come up with something that’s perfectly us,” Justin said. “No matter what that looks like, I know it will be fabulous.”
For such a monumental milestone, the rest of the evening’s conversation was uneventful.
They lingered over dinner and ordered the restaurant’s signature tiramisu dessert.
When they were finished, they headed outside together, hand in hand.
Scott almost felt like there should be confetti and a band, something to mark a big life step, but the world remained unchanged.
“That’s okay. We know, and our friends will know. That’s all the party I need,” Justin replied.
“I hope you can feel how happy you’ve made me,” Scott said as they walked back to the SUV. He focused his thoughts on memories of making love that morning hoping that Justin picked up on it.
“I plan to help you feel a lot happier when I get you alone.” Justin gave a lecherous waggle of his eyebrows.
“That sounds perfect.” Scott started to chub in his jeans at the thought.
As soon as they were inside the house, Justin took the lead, stepping into Scott’s space and backing him into a wall. He kissed Scott, soft as first and quickly growing more insistent as Scott wrapped one arm around Justin’s waist and slid the other up the back of his head.
“I want you,” Justin murmured. “Seal the deal. Make me yours.”
Yes! his coyote howled.
Scott growled feeling his coyote at the surface, kissed Justin again, and then slid a hand between them to grope Justin’s crotch. Scott felt Justin’s bulge pressing against his thigh, making his interest clear.
They managed to make it to the bedroom, shedding clothing between kisses, and tumbled onto the bed.
“We have all night,” Justin murmured. “There’s no rush.”
Once they were both naked, Scott maneuvered them into position for a sixty-nine so they could both give and receive pleasure.
“Takes the edge off.” Scott gave a sinful smile. “Makes the main event last longer.” Scott loved how responsive Justin was to his touch and tongue. Long licks sent shudders through his partner. Justin’s clear hunger in response made Scott feel horny and desired.
“Not going to last,” he managed, as Justin redoubled his efforts.
I can’t wait any longer. Scott pulled back and changed positions before he sank his teeth into the base of Justin’s neck, deep enough to draw blood and scar.
Justin did the same, biting into Scott’s neck.
The mating bites sent a jolt through them like an electrical current completing the circuit.
Scott swore that for an instant he could feel with Justin’s body and knew his thoughts.
They both came at nearly the same moment, bucking and jerking as waves of pleasure coursed through Scott, and Justin moaned as he enjoyed his own climax.
“That was—” Scott slid down Justin’s body and licked his stomach and cock clean, then kissed the tip.
“My turn.” Justin flipped around so he could reach Scott’s dick and licked up his release before returning to lie on his back with his arms open in invitation. “Yeah, it was. And we’ve still got all night. Come back up here.”
Scott shifted positions so they could lie in each other’s arms. He kissed Justin and could taste himself on Justin’s lips, which was super hot.
“In case you had any doubts, the bite sealed the deal.” Scott hoped Justin hadn’t changed his mind on wanting the visible and magical link, wondering how it felt with Justin’s psychic abilities.
“I know. I can feel it. The connection is already so much stronger.” Justin sounded curious and content.
“For a moment there, it felt like we were really one mind and one body,” Scott said. “Like the stories say. How did it feel to you?” He found himself holding his breath, since Justin wasn’t a shifter.
Justin was quiet for a moment, with a faraway look in his eyes as he thought. “Good. Very good. Right. Like confirmation of something I already knew.” He paused. “I wonder if somehow without knowing it, we had already started a psychic bond a while ago. I’ll have to ask the Fox Institute people.”
“I’m happy to be bonded to you over and over again, any way we can be,” Scott said. Justin’s warm smile reassured Scott that his partner wasn’t too hung up on the issue.
“And your coyote?”
“Smug little bastard is so proud of himself he’s prancing around and gloating while reminding me we could have had this a long time ago if I’d just listened to him.”
“Smart coyote.” Justin kissed his nose. “Claim me.” Justin’s eyes were dark with desire. “I want to feel you inside me.”
“Turn over and give me that pretty ass.” Scott reached for the lube as Justin obliged, turning face down and spreading his thighs.
Scott slapped each cheek, just enough to make Justin buck and slide his legs farther apart.
“That’s a very good boy,” Scott growled. He was already getting hard again, so he knew it wouldn’t take long before he was good to go.
“So warm…so tight.” He lubed up his fingers and slipped into Justin’s crease, sliding up and down his taint until Justin whined impatiently. That made Scott chuckle as he teased Justin’s hole, first with one finger and then two.
“I’m ready.”
“No, you’re not. Not gonna hurt you. We’ve got all night.” Scott set up a rhythm, slowly opening Justin, knowing that the anticipation made the coming intrusion all the sweeter.
“Scott—”
“Almost ready,” Scott assured him, adding a third finger and working Justin open until he knew they could fuck without damage.
Scott removed his hand and shifted to be between Justin’s legs, raising his hips and then pressing forward, giving him his hard cock inch by inch.
“More,” Justin moaned.
“Oh, you’re going to take it all,” Scott promised. “Guaranteed.”
Justin wiggled his ass, trying to push Scott to enter him more quickly. Scott gripped his hips, ensuring that he controlled the speed of penetration.
“Take it slow. Good things come to those who wait,” Scott told him. Justin muttered something into the mattress, impatient.
Scott leaned forward over Justin’s torso and licked at his neck. Justin froze, and Scott pushed into him all the way.
“Mate,” Scott growled, lapping at the sensitive new bite. “Mine.”
Justin groaned and then came, shaking and clenching so tight around Scott’s cock that he followed him over the brink seconds later. They collapsed onto the bed, sweaty, sticky, and sated.
When they were facing each other, Justin raised his hand to stroke Scott’s cheek. “Mate. Mine,” he echoed.
“Always.”
“I want to give you all of that, but it’s going to take a bit before I’m ready to go again,” Justin confessed. “Not a teenager anymore.”
“Thank heaven! I wouldn’t go through that age again, no matter how fast I could get it up,” Scott agreed.
For a while, they just touched and talked quietly about everything and nothing, basking in the quiet space without needing to be anywhere.
“Lie back,” Justin said after they stroked each other hard. “I need to stake my claim.”
Scott took his hand and placed it over his own heart.
“You already have.” He rolled onto his back and spread his legs, offering himself to Justin.
Justin’s eyes reflected love and lust as he opened Scott up and took him apart, tweaking his nipples, pumping his cock with his other hand, and driving him mad with hunger.
“Mate. Mine,” Justin murmured as he pressed into Scott, filling him up. He paused before he started to move, emphasizing the joining. He leaned forward and licked at the fresh bite he had made on Scott’s neck. “Marked.”
“Yours,” Scott promised, gasping as Justin began to thrust, driving them both over the brink together.
“I love you,” Scott said when Justin slipped out, and they lay side by side again.
“Love you too.” Justin got a faraway look in his eyes. “I can feel even more from you now. Not exactly thoughts, but stronger impressions.”
“Same here.” Scott gave him a light kiss on the lips. “And it feels good. We were meant to be. Fated mates. Perfect match.”
“I like how that sounds,” Justin murmured, barely awake. “See you in my dreams.”
Given their bond, Scott knew that was almost certain. “I’ll be there.”