For a second, they just breathed, chests heaving in tandem.
Then Alex spoke, muffled into Wade’s bicep. “Does this mean I get to borrow your snacks whenever I want?”
Wade barked a laugh, shaking the both of them. “You want snacks, I’ll buy out every fucking store in town. I’ll even alphabetize them.”
“Complete with nutritional info labeled?” Alex sounded hopeful.
“I’m not a monster. I’ll even color code ’em for you, babe.” Wade grinned then bent down, lips grazing the shell of Alex’s ear. “But I get to taste you in the pantry if you go after the good stuff.”
“Fair trade,” Alex managed, but the words vanished under another hungry kiss.
Eventually, they had to breathe. Alex was the first to flop back, a limp noodle of a man, his limbs everywhere, face flushed and shining with sweat and a little disbelief.
“You ever think you’d end up here?” Wade asked, barely above a whisper.
Alex didn’t answer right away. He stared at the ceiling, almost reverent. The silence lasted so long Wade started counting the seconds, but when Alex finally looked at him, there was something vulnerable and raw in the bluish-gray of his eyes.
“Never. Not for a second.”
Wade rested his forehead against Alex’s, eyes closed. “You’re not going back to the woods.”
“I like the woods,” Alex protested, too weakly to make it believable.
“Not happening. I’m not letting you go anywhere.”
He reached down, hand closing around Alex’s wrist, feeling the steady thump of his mate’s pulse. The bond between them thrummed, so loud it was practically a third heartbeat in the room.
Alex rolled his eyes. “You’re going to be the overbearing wolf who carries me around like a handbag, aren’t you?”
“I’m considering getting you a leash,” Wade deadpanned.
“Nice touch. Maybe with some edible glitter.”
Wade snorted. “I could keep you here like this all fucking day,” he said, voice gone slightly hoarse. “But you need to eat and, you know, shower. You’re a mess.”
Alex grinned. “Excuse you. This is my post-coital glow.”
“You look like you lost a wrestling match with an industrial bottle of lube.”
Alex shot right back, “And yet you’re still hard.”
His mate wasn’t wrong. Wade’s cock was already plumping up, and Alex noticed. Oh, did he notice.
“I’ll show you hard,” Wade promised, rolling them until Alex straddled his lap. He grabbed his mate’s ass with both hands, holding him there while Alex’s cock brushed against his stomach.
They were going to ruin the sheets.
Wade didn’t care.
Alex groaned, eyes fluttering as Wade’s fingers dug in, kneading the sore flesh. “You’re obsessed.”
“Only with you.” Wade angled his jaw, lips sliding across his mate’s. “You wreck me.”
“Yeah?” Alex’s voice broke, breathless and pleading, and he rocked his hips down, grinding against his mate with what felt, for all the world, like revenge.
“Yeah,” Wade answered, and then there was no more talking.
He rolled Alex over again, spreading his legs and plunging back in, this time gentler but no less intense. The lube was still slick everywhere it mattered.
