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Jesse’s breathing became labored as his gaze swept over Sam’s body. Even his canines had descended as the blue in his eyes darkened. Sam saw the outline of Jesse’s erection in his jeans.
“I’m going upstairs. If you want to claim me, you know where I am.” Sam walked out of the kitchen. His worst fear was that he’d bared himself to the guy and Jesse wouldn’t follow him. But he had to be brave, had to tell himself that, if Jesse didn’t, then Sam knew where he stood.
He just prayed Jesse made the right choice.
Chapter Seven
Jesse stood in the kitchen with a hard-on from hell. Hadn’t he just told himself hours ago that he was done waiting, that he wanted to make Sam his? So why was he so hesitant? Why weren’t his feet moving?
His mate had stripped down to nothing right on front of him and Jesse was standing there like a goddamn virgin, wavering in his decision.
But his wolf knew exactly what to do. It howled for Jesse to follow Sam up those stairs and bury his cock deep inside the demon. His dick throbbed heavily between his legs as he moved toward the steps that lead upstairs.
If he went up, that was it. Sam was his, their souls bound, and there wasn’t a damn thing Malcolm Whitlock could do about it. No one was allowed to interfere in a mating. It was forbidden by the Ultionem, and they were a law unto themselves. If Malcolm tried to separate them, he would find himself in the underworld.
Not that Jesse wanted the man there. It would devastate Sam for his father to be punished, and to that extreme, but Sam had thrown down the gauntlet, and Jesse would accept the challenge.
He rolled his eyes. It wasn’t a challenge. His very naked mate was upstairs waiting for him, and Jesse could no more deny Sam than he could his own heart beating.
After letting out a long breath, Jesse went upstairs and stopped right outside of Sam’s bedroom door. He unlaced his boots and slipped them off then his socks and shirt. Jesse kept his weapon in the back of his waistband as he entered.
And damn near swallowed his tongue. Sam was lying on the bed, his legs spread, stroking himself. It was a sight Jesse would forever remember as he walked to the bed and stopped.
Sam looked up at him with big, dark eyes, and in that moment, Jesse knew he was lost to the guy. He was rooted to the spot as he gazed at Sam’s hand wrapped around his own long, slim cock. “Starting without me?”
“Was hoping you’d join me, but if not, I had to release this tension.” Sam’s thick eyelashes fluttered downward as he reached between his legs with his other hand and inserted two fingers inside of his hole.
Right where Jesse wanted to bury his cock.
He unsnapped his jeans and drew the zipper down then reached inside and freed his own erection. Pre-cum glistened at the tip, and Jesse used that to lube his hand.
The scene was like some kind of fantasy playing out in front of him, and his canines were still elongated, his wolf snarling for Jesse to stop just standing there and do something, but he couldn’t rip his eyes away or make himself move.
He’d been paid to keep Sam safe. It was Jesse’s profession. It was what was hardwired into him since he’d been young. Protect those who couldn’t protect themselves. What his parents had taught him about his younger sister. And he’d failed them. All of them.
Jesse forced that thought out of his head as he shoved his jeans and underwear off. Sam’s breathing hitched as his eyes focused on Jesse’s hard cock.
He was struggling internally. Protect Sam. That was all that mattered. Would mating him throw off Jesse’s focus? His mate had had multiple attempts against him, yet as much as Jesse wanted to walk away, to keep them from getting in too deep, he couldn’t muster the strength.
Jesse was all in now, and he wasn’t going to back away unless Sam called a halt to this. But his mate didn’t. He flipped to his hands and knees, and Jesse expected his mate to kiss him, but Sam moved closer and wrapped his lips around Jesse’s cock.
“Son of a bitch,” Jesse groaned. Sam’s tongue was so damn hot as he licked Jesse from tip to base then back again. Jesse’s heart pounded as he gripped strands of Sam’s dark hair, keeping him in place as he guided the head to Sam’s lips.
Sam took the head of Jesse’s cock into his mouth and groaned. The sound reverberated through Jesse and sent waves of need pounding through his body. Jesse jerked against Sam’s tongue as his mate took more of him.
“Fuck…Sam.” His mate began to stroke him as he sucked Jesse off, palming his balls. His ass was jutted into the air, and Jesse groaned at the need to sink inside of his mate. His blood raced with heat and need.
As badly as he wanted Sam to finish what he’d started, Jesse knew he wouldn’t last long with that talented tongue. They had plenty of time for that later. Right now his skin felt too tight. His wolf was snarling, and Jesse was too damn close already.
He pulled back, watching as his cock slipped from Sam’s mouth, Sam’s saliva coating Jesse’s dick. His mate looked up at him, his eyes questioning.
“If you keep sucking me that way, I’ll explode.”
“I think that’s the point.” Sam tried to reach for Jesse’s cock again, but Jesse grabbed his wrist.
“Not where I want to come, babe.” He scooped Sam up and dropped him onto the bed, coming down on top of him. Sam wrapped his arms and legs around Jesse.
Sam ran his hands over Jesse’s back, his legs squeezing him, as if his mate was afraid Jesse would pull away. Not a chance in hell. Jesse dropped his mouth over Sam’s, their lips fusing.
