“And you have to bite me?”
“I do.” Logan bared his teeth, his low rumbling growl making Cole shiver.
“Do we need to be fucking while we do it?”
Logan’s eyes darkened, even as he grinned. “No, but that’s always a plus.”
Cole laughed and settled himself between Logan’s spread thighs. “We might as well, then.”
“Yeah.” Logan pulled him down, wrapped his legs around Cole’s back, and kissed him again.
Stubble scraped Cole’s skin, the rough feel of it grounding him. “I didn’t bring anything, though,” he whispered. “Didn’t have time to pack.”
Logan grinned up at him. “I did.” He slid out from underneath Cole and leant over the side of his bed to get his duffle bag. “I figured if we rescued you and made it out alive, then at some point sex might be on the cards.”
Cole raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
“No, I just shoved stuff in from my drawers, and this happened to be in there too.” Logan laughed as he held up a bottle of lube. His laughter died abruptly as Cole rolled onto his back and spread his legs. “You sure?”
Cole reached for him and Logan went willingly. “Yeah. I want to bite you while you’re inside me.”
Logan’s growl filled the room. “And that needs to be right fucking now, or I’m not going to last long enough.”
“Come here then.” Cole pulled him into a kiss, hands finding their way into Logan’s hair. He spread his legs wider, pulling his knees up, giving Logan all the access he needed.
Logan knelt up, uncapped the lube, and poured a generous amount on his fingers, all the while looking at Cole with such an intense expression it made his toes curl.
“Hurry,” Cole murmured, heat crawling up his body, searing his blood.
Logan teased his hole, the pad of a finger rubbing gentle circles around his rim, until Cole growled.
“Logan.”
Relenting, Logan slipped a finger inside him, easing a second in alongside it when Cole asked him to.
“Ready?” Logan asked. “I want to take my time, but—”
“I was ready five minutes ago,” Cole grumbled, and Logan laughed as he settled back down between Cole’s legs.
He placed a soft kiss on Cole’s lips, the total opposite to how Cole wanted him to kiss him, but Logan pulled back, expression serious. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“More than anything.”
Logan nodded. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
With a shaky breath, Logan positioned his cock and ever so slowly pushed.
Cole sucked in a breath as Logan’s cock slid inside him, filling him up. The spike of pain was brief and Cole embraced it, knowing what would follow.
Logan groaned as he started to thrust, and the tingling in Cole’s gums returned full force. He grabbed onto Logan, fingers digging into his back, a low rumbling growl building in his chest until he tipped his head back and let it out.
“Do it,” Logan urged. “Bite me.”
Cole gave in to the urge to force the half-shift, tipping his head back and crying out as fangs slid into place. The pain mixed with the pleasure coursing through him, and Cole was swept up in a whirlwind of sensation. His claws dug into Logan’s back, the scent of blood in the air spurring him on, and instinct took over. As he barrelled towards orgasm, Cole bit down where Logan had told him to, teeth sinking in and leaving his mark.
A mark that would join them forever.
