Chapter 09 #2
He prowled back up his mate’s sexy as fuck body.
He settled in close with his leg draped over Drake’s thick, muscular thigh.
He couldn’t stop from cupping his cheek and kissing those lips again, almost like he was drinking his mate down again.
Drake responded with enthusiasm, any reticence long forgotten.
A swath of swirling tattoos ran from Drake’s left arm, over his peck and swirled to a stop just above his bellybutton.
The contrast of ink and skin was art and beauty for Jaxom’s eyes.
Moving down again, he kissed a little swirl that nestled up against Drake’s breastbone.
“Yeah, that good. Now it’s your turn.”
Drake tried to push Jaxom onto his back, but Jaxom stayed put. Instead, he reached into the nightstand and got a bottle of lube out. He’d bought some to be on the safe side in case Hazel had been right. And dang, had she been right.
“We can do that later. I’m not cumming until I mark you and you mark me.”
Drake’s eyes got big and a beautiful smile erupted on his lips. Breath caught in Jaxom’s throat at just how handsome Drake was when he was unguarded. That smile needed to be a permanent fixture on his mate’s oh so kissable lips.
“I get to mark you, too? Full, full equals?”
Jaxom growled in delight and kissed Drake deeply. Tingles continuously traveled up and down their bodies at every place they touched.
“Full equals. We’re either in this all together or not at all.
You ready for that?” Jaxom traced the line of Drake’s cheekbone with his thumb.
So soft, and yet so hard. Drake responded with a demanding kiss of his own.
Jaxom shook as Drake asserted his own desires.
Sensual heat surged as they sank even further in their need for each other.
He could feel Drake rising up in the mate-bond, embracing their coming together.
Jaxom never knew mating would feel this way.
That he would be able to feel his mate’s emotional state, too.
It was a heady rush to want and be wanted so thoroughly in return.
Jaxom drizzled lube over Drake’s entrance and his own cock.
Slick fingers ran over Drake’s cock, over his sensitive balls, and down to the entrance Jaxom was aching to slip inside.
He could only imagine how Drake would feel surrounding him as tingles encouraged him deeper. One finger slowly pressed in.
“Jaxom, that’s, oh wow, I thought that was supposed to hurt.”
“It is just one finger, handsome. More to cum,” Jaxom chuckled as slowly opened his mate up for more.
Jaxom pressed small kisses up Drake’s jaw. He wanted to move so much faster but doing this right was worth the wait. He slowly swirled his finger as he pressed a second one in.
“You may have to get there faster,” Drake smiled. He widened his free leg to give Jaxom more room to work. “I didn’t think I’d feel the tingles inside, too. It’s so good.”
Drake was breathing harder. Jaxom couldn’t help himself as he adjusted so he could suck Drake’s awakening cock again. He needed to have his mate just as needy as he felt when they marked each other.
“Holy,” Drake groaned hoarsely. “I didn’t think that was happening again. Jax. Get up here, need more. Need you, now.”
“That can happen anytime, handsome. You taste amazing.” Jaxom kissed his way back up his mate as he slipped a third finger in. “I may need more practice to give you the perfect blowjob.”
“That wasn’t perfect?” Drake yelped as Jaxom thrust his fingers deep into his mate. “That, that, what was that?”
“You liked that? Want it to happen again?”
“Yes, yes. Mate me, Jax,” Drake demanded. He pulled at Jaxom to get him hovering over his body. Drake cupped Jaxom’s face in his hands. “I’m ready. Take me. Make me yours.”
“Yeah, you are,” Jaxom growled, “Mine, mine forever.”
He lined up and slowly started to press in.
Tiny little thrust to open Drake up. His guy raised his knees and spread them wide to give Jaxom a saddle and room to move.
Then his mate was pulling Jaxom down to kiss him again.
Hands roamed up and down his back, leaving tingles in their wake.
They played with their kisses, nibbling and teasing.
Finally, Jaxom looked deep in Drake’s eyes as he slowly slipped inside, staking his claim. Drake thrust up to get more of Jaxom. They both gasped as that maneuver bonded them together. Lovers taking and giving. One long, slow thrust and Jaxom was fully seated in his lover.
“You good? Like how it feels?” Jaxom panted, reveling in the feel of Drake surrounding him.
“Fuck, oh fuck, yes. Take me, I’m all yours, Jax.”
Drake thrust his hips up, urging Jaxom to move.
Jaxom was helpless to do anything but obey.
Long steady strokes had Drake writhing underneath him.
He captured Jaxom’s lips again and held him tight as he moved to meet Jaxom thrust for thrust. The sound of kissing, skin on skin, hips slapping against Drake’s ass.
“Awe, yes, Jax. So good.” Drake’s hazel eyes captured Jaxom as he moved. He needed to drive Drake higher than he’d ever been before. Drake held him tight as he arched his back and writhed. “That spot, fucking amazing. Yes, Jax!”
Drake’s voice dripped with lust, egging Jaxom on to take him harder.
He spread his legs to change the angle, hitting that spot on every drive.
Drake threw his head back and moaned, breathless as he took everything Jaxom had to give.
Everything was driving him to cum in his mate and mark him as his own.
The wolf in Jaxom elongated his fangs.
“Now, Drake,” Jaxom cried out and bit down hard at the nape of his neck.
Drake’s own fangs answered the call on the nape of Jaxom’s neck.
They both roared as they came together, marking each other as mates for life.
Jaxom only pulled back enough to lick the mark.
At this moment, the licking would keep the shape of his teeth and fangs as a permanent adornment on Drake’s neck.
No one knew why the scar stayed. He just knew he had to make sure everyone would see his bite on Drake’s neck for the rest of their lives.
Drake was returning the favor on his own neck.
“You’re mine, mine,” Jaxom moaned as he collapsed on his mate.
He could feel the essence of Drake sliding under his skin.
The mate-bond finally completely established.
He couldn’t stop shaking in release and the feel of his mate.
That empty place in his heart, longing for his mate, was gone.
Drake was taking up that space, no longer empty.