Alex stretched, arms reaching overhead in a move that pressed his ass down harder against the growing bulge in Wade’s jeans. “Clothes are overrated anyway. They just get in the way.”
“Of what?” Wade’s voice had dropped an octave.
Instead of answering, Alex rocked his hips forward, a slow grind that made Wade’s breath catch. The friction sent heat pooling low in Alex’s belly, his cock already starting to fill.
Wade’s hands slid up Alex’s sides, mapping ribs and muscle with possessive strokes. “Thought you'd be exhausted after today.”
“Adrenaline's still pumping.” Alex leaned in closer, lips brushing Wade’s ear. “Unless you’re too injured to help me work it off.”
A growl vibrated through Wade’s chest. His hands dropped to Alex’s ass, squeezing hard enough to leave marks. “I’ll manage.”
Alex pulled back enough to work at the buttons of Wade’s shirt, revealing bandages Chase had wrapped around his ribs as soon as they’d gotten home. Purple bruises bloomed across his chest where lightning had struck. “These look bad.”
“Had worse.” Wade caught Alex’s wrists, stilling his hands. “They’ll heal.”
“Faster if you shift,” he pointed out.
“Later.” Wade released his wrists to cup Alex’s face, pulling him down into a kiss that tasted like copper and smoke.
Their mouths moved together, hungry and graceless. Alex ground down harder, chasing friction through the barrier of Wade’s jeans. His cock leaked against Wade’s stomach, leaving wet trails across bruised skin.
Breaking the kiss, Alex slid off Wade’s lap to kneel between his legs. His fingers worked Wade’s belt open with practiced efficiency.
“What happened to being exhausted?” his mate asked, lifting his hips so Alex could pull his jeans down.
“Changed my mind.” He wrapped his hand around Wade’s cock, already fully hard and leaking. “Besides, I owe you for the rescue.”
“You don’t owe me—” Wade’s protest cut off when Alex swallowed his fat cock.
The weight of his mate’s prick on his tongue made Alex’s eyes water, but he pushed deeper, relaxing his throat. Above him, Wade’s hands tangled in his hair, not pushing, just holding.
Pulling back, Alex caught his breath then dove down again, taking Wade to the root, the coarse hairs tickling his nose.
“Fuck.” His mate’s hips jerked up involuntarily. “Your mouth.”
Pride swelled in Alex. He hollowed his cheeks, sucking hard while his hand worked the base. Wade’s cock twitched against his tongue, more precum leaking out.
Without warning, Wade hauled him up and tossed him onto the bed. Alex bounced once before Wade was on him, pinning him down with his weight.
Definitely his new addiction.
“Can’t hold off,” Wade growled against Alex’s throat, teeth scraping sensitive skin.
Alex arched, desperate for more contact. “Thought you were injured.”
“I could be in a coma while on life support and I’d still want you.” Wade bit down on the tender spot where Alex’s neck met his shoulder, not hard enough to break skin but enough to draw out a gasp.
His mouth traveled lower, tongue tracing patterns across Alex’s chest. When he reached a nipple, he sucked hard, using just enough teeth to make Alex squirm.
“Sensitive?” his mate asked, already knowing the answer.
Alex’s response dissolved into a moan when Wade switched to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. His cock throbbed between them, trapped against Wade’s stomach.
His mate continued his descent, mouth leaving wet trails across ribs, hip bones, everywhere except where Alex wanted it most.
“You’re being mean,” he complained, trying to cant his hips up.
“Patient.” Wade finally wrapped his lips around the head.
