The hotel, the wedding, the world outside the door was gone. It was only him, this. Us.
Seth pulled back just enough to breathe, forehead resting briefly against mine.
“You okay?” I asked quietly, even though my voice didn’t sound very steady anymore.
“Yeah,” he said, smiling. “I just… didn’t think tonight would end like this.”
Neither did I. That thought should’ve scared me, but it only made my grip on him firmer. I kissed Seth again before he could think too hard about it.
I moved more confidently, sliding my fingers along his back, tugging him even closer until there was no space left between us worth naming. Clothes started disappearing piece by piece.
Every time Seth looked at me like he trusted me not to turn this into something careless, it did something sharp and grounding in my chest.
At one point, Seth paused again, just briefly, his hand resting against my shoulder as he looked at me like he was checking something in my face.
It felt like he was still waiting for the moment I’d remember all this was supposed to be temporary. I leaned in and kissed him gently, slower this time, letting it answer the question without words.
Seth’s breath caught slightly. That was the moment everything stopped feeling like it had an edge.
I rested my forehead against Seth’s. Both of us were breathing slower now, the room dim and warm around us, the sound of the ocean distant beyond the glass.
“Dane,” he murmured, barely audible.
“Yeah?”
He didn’t answer immediately. I pulled him closer this time.
I lowered Seth down the bed, until he was lying on his back. I straddled him, kissed his mouth, then moved lower, sucking the hollow between his collarbones.
He moaned softly as I made my way down his chest, his ribs and stomach. I pressed a kiss to the tip of his member, noting how hard he’d become for me.
I was the same, I realized, smiling.
“It’s not too late to stop,” I told him.
“Don’t stop,” Seth begged and that settled it.
I helped him to his hands and knees, set him on the edge of the bed. After finding the lube and condoms, I returned to Seth.
I applied lube to my fingers, then applied more inside his entrance.
With that done, I slid one, then two fingers in him. He felt so tight, and I could already imagine being inside him. I bet he’d feel so good and perfect.
Reining in my control, I opened him for my access. I wasn’t exactly small, so hurting him was the last thing I wanted. Deeming him ready, I replaced my digits with my shaft.
Gripping his hips, I entered him, slow and steady. Seth groaned as I sheathed myself fully inside him. Finally, I was buried deep in him.
“You okay?” I asked.
“Move,” he gritted out.
I complied, starting slow, before picking up speed. Soon enough, I reduced us both to panting messes. Each time I entered Seth, it felt like a piece of my soul drifted out to touch his.
It struck me that I’d never felt this way with anyone before. Then again, my wolf and I had always suspected Seth was different. Special.
Switching the angle of my next push made Seth arch his back and cry out. I finally found his sweet spot. I repeatedly aimed for it now, aware of my balls tightening against my body.
It wouldn’t be long before I came.
