Chapter 10
I’m still reeling from that kiss when Drexel says, “I have something to tell you.”
I can tell by the effect it has on him that I’m probably not going to like what he has to say. Please don’t let this be some kind of denial of my feelings.
“What is it? You know you can tell me anything, Rex.”
He bites his lip and drops a bomb. “You’re my fated mate.”
Leaning forward, I turn my head so my ear is toward him and say, “I’m sorry, what? I think I misheard. Did you say I’m your fated mate?”
Rex nods. “I did.”
Mouth dropping open in shock, I smack him in the chest with the back of my hand, trying to ignore the hurt that starts to spread through me. “What the fuck, Rex? Why didn’t you tell me?” I know it’s not because he didn’t want me. That kiss is proof enough, so why would he keep it from me?
He runs his fingers through his short hair and says, “At first it was because I was afraid you’d reject me, since we were teenagers when I realized it.”
My voice comes out as a squeak when I question, “Teenagers? You’ve known for that long and still never said anything? Why, Rex? Why?”
“When I realized we were mates, we were only teenagers. I thought with how young we were it would be better to wait to tell you until we were older and more settled because I didn’t want you to feel like you were trapped in any way.
Committing your life to one person at sixteen, especially someone you just met, is a huge ask for anyone, even with the bond. ”
He stands and starts pacing as he continues to explain.
“As time went on and I saw the parade of girls you dated but the lack of interest in guys, I started questioning whether telling you was a good idea or not. It was obvious to me you were straight. I became so afraid that if I said anything, you’d reject me and I’d lose not just my mate but my best friend too.
So I convinced myself it would be better to be your friend than nothing at all. ”
Rex looks at me with tears in his eyes and finishes his story.
“When you decided to marry Ashley, I was devastated. I told myself this was it. My last chance to come clean about everything. If there was ever a right time, it had to be now, but I couldn’t do that to you.
I couldn’t in good conscience wreck your relationship when it was painfully clear you truly didn’t feel the bond between us.
I figured I was just destined to watch you be happy with someone else. ”
Standing up, I wrap him in my arms. He buries his face in my neck and sobs. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, Jare. Please don’t reject me. I can’t lose you again.”
Taking his face between my hands, I wipe his tears and say, “Hey, look at me.”
When he does, I kiss him softly and say, “I’m not going to reject you.
I’m upset that you kept this from me for so long, but I understand your reasoning.
Besides, it’s not all on you. At any point during our friendship, I could’ve come to you with my feelings.
Like you, I was afraid of losing what we had, so I stayed quiet.
I believe we both have some groveling to do for each other since we both shoulder the blame. ”
“Whatever you want, Jare, it’s yours. I’d pluck the stars from the sky and hand them to you if you asked me to.”
Chuckling, I pat his cheek. “We don’t have to go that far, Rex. Just a fancy steak-and-lobster dinner at my favorite restaurant will do.” I’ll have to think about what I can do for him in return.
With a grin, he leans into my touch and says, “Alright. Dinner it is.”
“Oh, and one more thing.”
“What’s that?”
“You have to claim me.”
His sapphire-blue eyes take on a feral glint, and he growls, “With pleasure.”
I shriek like a girl when he suddenly lifts me into his arms and takes off running.
I can’t wait to be his. You’d think he was part vampire with how fast he gets us back to his cabin.
Hopefully no one noticed the naked man running down the road to the cabins.
As soon as the door closes behind us, we’re attacking each other’s mouths like two desperate people looking for a drink and the other person is the glass of water.
My clothes get shredded from my body, but I can’t find it in myself to give a damn right now. That’s tomorrow-Jareth’s problem. We stumble our way through the cabin, our hands never leaving each other’s bodies. I trip over my own feet and fall back onto the bed with an “oomph.”
Rex chuckles and says, “Careful now, Jare, don’t hurt yourself before we’ve even gotten to the good part.”
Holding out my arms, I wave him toward me and say, “Shut up and come down here, Rex.”
“As you wish, your highness.”
Snorting, I pull him to me and take his lips in another kiss.
It’s still unreal to me that we’re here right now, but I’m afraid if I pinch myself to see if I’m dreaming, I might wake up.
Please don’t let me wake up. Being with Rex is the one thing I’ve always wanted, and it’s going to take a little time for it to fully sink in that he’s mine now.
Not just my friend, but my mate. My lover. My everything.
Rex kisses his way down my chest, then sucks a nipple into his mouth and nips it. The stimulation has me gasping. “Fuck, Rex.”
“Like that, huh? Could you come from nipple play alone?”
“Yep. I’ve gotten myself off using nipple clamps before.”
Rex licks his lips and purrs, “You’ll have to show me sometime.” Fuck, he’s so hot. My dreams could never compare to the real thing.
Rex taking my cock all the way into his throat in one move has me almost jolting off the bed. “Fuck me, Jesus.” I can tell he wants to laugh by the way his eyes shine when he looks up at me from his position between my legs.
A cool finger probes at my hole, and I look down at him with a raised eyebrow. “When in the hell did you have time to grab lube?”
Rex pops off my cock and winks. “I grabbed it from the gift basket on our way through the living room.” Then he takes my cock back into his mouth.
“This resort is definitely getting a five-star review. Ten out of ten, highly recommend.”
Rex laughs, and the vibration against my cock adds a new kind of stimulation. If he keeps this up, I’ll come down his throat before he’s even gotten inside me.
When he removes his fingers, I realize he got all the way to four without me noticing. Holy distraction, Batman, he’s good. Rising up onto his knees, Rex strokes a hand over my ass cheek and says, “This first time will be easier for you if you’re on your hands and knees, Jare.”
Even though I want to watch him while we do this, I know he’s right.
I have toys at home, but I’ve never used anything bigger than a skinny little vibrator.
If I couldn’t have the real thing, then I didn’t want a cheap silicone substitute.
It’s why I never dated any guys, even though I’m attracted to men too.
Though I never told Rex that because I was afraid if I did, he’d ask questions about why I didn’t date guys too.
Then, those questions would eventually lead to him finding out he’s the reason.
Fear of losing him if he didn’t feel the same was the only thing that kept me from telling him the truth about my sexuality.
Rex has always been it for me. Every fantasy I’ve ever had has included him. Yes, I could’ve tried to explore with other guys but never saw the point in it when the only man I’ll ever want is Rex.
I’m so glad I waited, because now I get to have the man of my dreams be my first and only.
Turning over, I get on my hands and knees, then look back over my shoulder at him.
I’ll probably end up with a crick in my neck, but who gives a shit.
It’ll be worth it. His gaze is focused on my ass as he palms both cheeks.
“Goddamn, Jare, you have no idea how sexy you are, presented like this for me. You’re everything I’ve ever dreamed of.”
“Don’t keep me waiting. Claim me.”
His hands glide up my back and around to my chest. He gives my nipples a pinch, then goes back to touching me all over, featherlight and teasing. I feel like all my nerve endings are on fire with pleasure, and we’ve barely gotten started. Rex notches his cock at my entrance and says, “Ready, Jare?”
“Yes, Rex. Take what’s yours.”
With a growl, he slowly pushes into me. He’s definitely bigger than his fingers, but he’s prepped me so thoroughly I hardly feel any pain, just fullness and the coolness of metal.
When he’s finally all the way in, I can’t help but ask, “How many piercings do you have in that monster cock of yours?”
Rex barks out a laugh and blankets my body with his, his hands linking over mine. His breath tickles my ear when he says huskily, “Lucky thirteen. Twelve rods in a Jacob’s ladder and a Prince Albert.”
“Holy shit, you love pain, don’t you?”
Rex licks my right ear and nibbles on it as he slowly begins to move. “No, baby, I just wanted to make things good for you. I heard dick piercings make sex better, so I got these when I was eighteen after I first scented you.”
As he withdraws and slowly pushes in again, I realize there’s a reason they make condoms “ribbed for her pleasure.” Who knew piercings could feel this good? Pulling my right hand from under his, I reach back and tangle my fingers in his hair. “You don’t have to be gentle, Rex. I won’t break.”
Turning my head, I take his lips in a kiss, moaning into his mouth as he picks up the pace. His hands move to my hips, gripping so hard I’m sure to have bruises in the morning as he pistons in and out of me. Not that I’ll complain. I’ll wear any mark he leaves on me with pride.
He breaks the kiss and nuzzles my neck. I automatically tilt my head to the side to give him more room. “Tell me you’re mine.”
Moaning like a cat in heat as the next thrust nails my prostate, I tell him, “I’m yours.”
“Tell me you love me.”
“I love you, Rex.”
“Now, beg me to claim you.” Kinky fucker, but I like it.
“Claim me, Rex. Please. It’s the one thing I’ve always wanted. Please, Rex, bite me, tie me to you forever.”
With a growl, he sinks his teeth into my neck, ripping an orgasm from me with such force, white spots dance across my vision. The warmth of his come floods my insides, and I immediately know the bond snaps into place since I can hear his voice in my head.
Finally, I have my mate right where he belongs. Bound to me for life.
Unable to get my brain to cooperate in responding mentally, I say, “That’s right, Rex. I’m yours for life.”
He removes his teeth and seals the wound in my neck with his tongue, then presses a kiss to the mark he left behind, making a shiver of pleasure dance down my spine.
Neither of us have softened, and I know I’m in for a long night.
We have fifteen years to make up for. Rex slips from me long enough to flip me over onto my back before entering me again.
This time, I get to see every expression on his face as he lays claim to me once more.
By the time he’s done wringing every drop of come from me, we’re both exhausted and the early morning sun is peeking through the cabin’s blinds.
I’m lying on his chest with his arms wrapped around me, listening to his heartbeat as I trace the tattoo on the left side of his ribs.
I’ve never seen it before now, but I can sort of discern when he must’ve gotten it, because at a certain point he stopped taking his shirt off around me.
Just as I’m about to ask him what it means, a massive yawn overtakes me. Rex kisses the top of my head and says, “Get some sleep, baby.”
Snuggling in, I say, “Mm-kay,” and let his heartbeat lull me to sleep. Right before it takes me under completely, I hear him say, “I love you, Jare, more than life itself.”
“Love you, too, Rex.”