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“What did I say about names?” I demanded, lightly tapping his cheek before I gripped his throat. He hummed under his breath, arching his neck for me. Squeezing, I fucked in and out, faster and harder. My gut tingled from watching his lips part, eyes roll and close before they snapped open where I saw something else in there with him.

“Mate,” he snarled, and suddenly, I was rolled to my back and Riker was bouncing hard on my dick.

“Like fuck,” I growled.

Grabbing a fistful of his hair, I tugged, and he slowed.

Picking him up, I forced him to his stomach before I slipped my cock back into his ass and pounded into him.

He moaned as I wrecked his hole with hard slaps of my hips. He tugged my arm under his head. I kissed and licked over his shoulder and the back of his neck. His salty sweat tasted like a treat on my tongue. I wanted more and more.

“So good,” he chanted.

I pulled back, gripping his hips to look down between us, to see my cock going in and out of his warmth. His walls snugged around me.

Christ, I was close.

“Corbin,” he whined and then whimpered. “Coming.”

When I bit down on his shoulder, he cried out, and then clamped his teeth into my forearm as I emptied inside him with a groan.

Something slithered into my chest, wound around my heart, and locked into place.

Riker. He was now a part of me, like I was him.

Mated. Connected. Bonded.

All of them.

Kissing and mouthing Riker’s shoulder where I’d bitten him, I said, “I feel you.”

When he turned his head, his eyes were teary, but I knew they were happy ones because he was beaming. “I feel you, my mate.” He snickered. “In more places than one.”

Grunting, I smiled. “Good.”

I rolled off Riker to kneel beside him. Slipping a finger back inside, he shuddered.

“Soaked with me.”

“Sir,” he said on a moan.

Christ, I wanted to be back inside him. Feel his heat and tightness around me. Fuck my own cum and add some more.

But I needed to take care of Riker more, and I’d been hard on his ass. Removing my finger, I ignored his mew of complaint and got off the bed.

It was time to shower him, feed him, and, if he was good, maybe he could come again. But I’d have to change the sheets first since he’d already made a mess of them.

Grinning, I picked Riker up and threw him over my shoulder. His cackle brought out my own carefree chuckle.

Hell, I couldn’t even remember a time when I felt this content.

* * *

“Riker, watch the movie,” I said, kissing the top of his head.

He looked up and pouted. “Please?”

“Movie ain’t done,” I told him with a smirk.

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