Nate sat up straight and sighed. “Whatever this is has you tied up in knots, doesn’t it?”
Cooper nodded, his heart racing.
Nate arched an eyebrow. “Two questions. Did you actively fuck over someone else’s bid to hire me?”
“No! Your original bidder couldn’t pay. But Ididdress it up as a glitch to get my bid in.”
Nate nodded. “Okay, I can deal with that. Second question. Have you done it before?”
“I’ve never taken a companion before you.”
Nate tilted his head to one side. “Huh. So you’re telling me that the one time you’ve taken advantage of your position, it was because of me?” His face broke into a wide smile. “That’s as flattering as fuck, Coop. Now if you don’t mind, can I get back to kissing my sexymate?”
He rolled the word ‘mate’ around on his tongue, and hearing it come out of his mouth had Cooper fighting the urge to claim him right there, but there was one last thing he needed to clarify. “Nate, I have to ask—would you consider taking my mating bite? It won’t turn you, but it secures us to each other.”
Nate arched one eyebrow. “Cooper Hudson, I don’t think you’re getting the memo. Whatever being your mate involves, I’m in. I want it all. I wantyou.”
Fuck, Cooper loved this glorious boy.
He gave in to his impulse to bury his face in the curve of Nate’s throat, licking at the skin. “Here. I’d bite you right here.”
Nate shuddered and let out a filthy moan. “Is it normal that I want to take you to bed and fuck you stupid right now?”
“Absolutely. The bond is intense.” Cooper purred against Nate’s neck, his dick throbbing.
Nate tilted his head up and away, sitting back. “No, Coop. Listen. I want to fuckyou.” He hesitated. “Is that something you do?”
Although it wasn’t something Cooper didoften, his cock throbbed and a low rumble came from deep in his chest, his wolf rejoicing at the thought of Nate being the one to fill him, claiming him inside and out. He rasped out, “It is when it’s you, baby.”
“Your fuckingvoice,” Nate breathed. “Can’t wait to hear you begging when I fuck you.” He pulled Cooper in for a frantic, messy kiss, and the taste of him was intoxicating, his scent swirling with notes of arousal and excitement.
Cooper couldn’t bear to wait any longer. He stood in one fluid motion, with Nate wrapping his legs around him like a koala, and carried him through to the bedroom, dropping Nate on the bed with a soft whoosh as the feather doona billowed out under him. He turned away long enough to kick his cargos and boxer briefs off, and when he turned back, Nate had stripped bare as well and was propped up against the headboard, one hand wrapped around his sizeable erection.
Cooper couldn’t wait to feel the length of it inside him. He got onto the bed next to Nate, rolled onto his back, threw his arms out to the side and said, “Be gentle with me.”
It was meant as a tease, but Nate propped himself up on one elbow, his expression tender, and said, “Always, Coop.”
When Nate rolled over and kissed him, it was soft and sweet and lazy. Nate’s hand against his skin was gentle as he ran it down Cooper’s side and along his flank in a sweeping motion. Cooper melted into the sensation and let Nate take charge.
Nate’s scent bloomed rich with arousal and anticipation, but his touches were careful, reverent. He kissed down Cooper’s throat and across his pecs, teasing Cooper’s nipples until they were tight and tingling and Cooper couldn’t hold back his moans, before sliding his hand down Cooper’s abs at last, and touching his cock. His grip was sure, his palm broad and hot, the ghost of calluses past a delicate rasp against sensitive skin, and Cooper found himself rocking up into the touch, panting with need. “Fuck, Nate.”
“We’ll get there, baby,” Nate murmured. Hearing the pet name out of Nate’s mouth sent a burst of want racing through Cooper’s veins. He fucked up into Nate’s grip, and when Nate took his hand away, he whined. Nate gave a soft laugh. “Need my hand to get you ready, babe.”
With that, he pressed Cooper’s knees up and apart and ran a slick finger over his hole. When had he even grabbed the lube? Cooper didn’t know, and it didn’t matter. All his attention was focused on the slip-slide of a fingertip against his arse, nudging and teasing at the nerve endings. Nate slipped one finger inside him and set up a steady rhythm, tugging at his rim to open him further. It was overwhelming, addictive, and Cooper closed his eyes and lost himself to it, tugging at his cock and soaking up the dual sensations of his own hand and Nate’s working him over. One finger became two as Nate opened him up, the fleeting sting soon forgotten when Nate hooked his fingers and grazed Cooper’s prostate, making him shout.
He rubbed his fingers back and forth over the spot, and Cooper moaned and shuddered at every touch, nerves alight and cock drooling pre-cum. His balls grew tight and heavy with the need to come, until he couldn’t take it anymore. “Nate?” he rasped, reaching out and clutching at Nate’s shoulder.
When Nate lifted his head, his pupils were dark pools of want. “Yeah,” he said, licking his lips. “Yeah.” He settled in the vee of Cooper’s legs and slathered lube on his cock, notching the head against Cooper’s arse. “I might not last long,” he warned, eyes wide, then he pressed forward.
Fuck.
Nate was big, and Cooper could feel every thick inch of him as he nudged his way inside, rocking his hips and easing forward one gentle thrust at a time, making a space for himself. Nate’s face was a picture of bliss, his mouth hanging open as he sank all the way inside. He stilled, his breath coming in shallow pants, giving Cooper time to adjust before he started to thrust in earnest.
It was overwhelming in all the best ways, and Cooper didn’t think he’d last long either, not with the way Nate was nailing his prostate, snapping his hips forward, fucking into him with short, brutal strokes, filling him and lighting him up from the inside with every thrust.
As Nate picked up speed, Cooper’s cock throbbed with the need to come and he jerked himself off furiously, every nerve coiling tighter and tighter until Nate pulled him back by the hips and thrust in deep, the new angle hitting all Cooper’s sweet spots. Cooper came undone—arse clenching, back arching like a bowstring and fangs and claws exploding as he came all over himself.
Nate gave a low groan and fucked into him one last time, his body tensing before curling over Cooper and panting out his own release, his head hanging low.
