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Stepping closer, Marcus went up on his toes because the wolf shifter was so tall, and Beast didn’t move away. Marcus leaned in, slowly, until their mouths were just a breath away, and then he paused. He wanted Beast to make the move, to show that he wanted this too.
Beast growled then surged forward and pressed his lips against Marcus’s. Marcus gasped then gave himself over, reveling in the neediness of the kiss. Beast cupped his face and their tongues tangled, exploring each other’s mouths leisurely.
Just as good as the last time, if not better.
When Beast pulled back, Marcus felt a sudden and irrational surge of panic that the guy was about to reject him. Beast stared at him for a moment, and then he smiled and his entire face lit up. “Don’t throw yourself at me if you don’t mean it,” he said gruffly.
Marcus gave Beast his most bratty smile. “Who said I didn’t mean it?”
Beast snorted then ran his thumb across Marcus’s bottom lip. “We’ll see,” he said. “You’re something else, you know that?”
Marcus grinned. “That’s what they tell me.” He felt like he was walking on clouds as he slid his hand around Beast’s nape. “So kiss me again.”
“With pleasure.”
Beast picked Marcus up, and Marcus instinctively curled his legs around the man’s waist. This was so much better, and he didn’t care if his cock was hard and tenting his underwear, because he felt Beast’s poking against his ass.
Beast dropped to the couch, taking Marcus down with him, neither breaking the seal their lips had against the other’s. But now that Marcus was straddling the guy, he felt Beast’s cock try to wedge between his cheeks through his boxers.
Marcus whimpered, and Beast growled softly, their kissing growing more frantic with each passing moment. Finally, Marcus pulled back, chest heaving.
“I think”—he panted—“we need to take this to the bedroom.”
Beast chuckled, the vibrations of his chest sending pleasurable sensations through Marcus’s body.
“Now that,” he said with a lopsided grin, “sounds like a plan.” Beast stood, bringing Marcus with him, and started walking toward Marcus’s bedroom. It was like riding on a mountain, muscles bulging and flexing as Beast walked, one hand under Marcus’s ass. “I just need to know which door is your bedroom.”
“Last one on the right.” Marcus nibbled at Beast’s neck, loving the natural scent of his skin. He couldn’t get enough as Beast squeezed his ass. They made it to the bedroom, and Marcus winced at how messy his room was.
He hadn’t planned on company when he’d left for the office. Clothes were scattered on his floor, shoes everywhere, and he had a plate of leftover pizza on his dresser from two nights ago. He normally wasn’t this messy, but he’d been so busy with not dying the night before that he hadn’t bothered to clean.
Beast didn’t seem to care as he slipped onto the bed, Marcus still clinging to him as Beast hovered over him. They started kissing again, this time taking it slower, their hands exploring and Marcus’s heart racing.
He was about to get laid by the hottest guy he’d ever met, and nothing else mattered in that moment.
Beast trailed his hands down Marcus’s sides, and Marcus gasped, eliciting a rumble from Beast’s chest. They were both breathing hard and Marcus felt the heat radiating off of them. He knew that if things kept going like this then there’d be no turning back.
Beast leaned down to kiss him again, and Marcus closed his eyes, lost in the moment. His heart beat faster, and it was as though his entire body was on fire. Everything seemed to be fading away—the world, his worries—until it was only him and Beast in their private little bubble.
He ran his fingertips over Beast’s broad chest, loving the way the other man’s body felt under his touch. “Flip onto your back.”
Luckily Beast didn’t ask why, because Marcus wasn’t sure if his brain was functioning enough right now for a conversation. When Beast did as Marcus asked, Marcus slipped down Beast’s body, leaving a trail of kisses before he reached the man’s hard cock.
The name Beast didn’t just apply to the guy’s name. He was packing a python. Marcus frowned as he tried to figure out how to fit the side of beef into his mouth.
“Just take what you can.” Beast stared down at him with heavy-lidded eyes.
Instead of taking Beast into his mouth, Marcus suckled the head, electing a hiss from the wolf shifter. He ran his tongue along the side, tracing the heavy vein, before he moved lower and mouthed Beast’s nuts.
“Fuck yeah,” Beast moaned.
Marcus gave a devilish smirk and moved back up, taking as much of the man as he could. He was rewarded with a deep growl from Beast as he swallowed a few inches. Beast’s hips started to thrust, and Marcus rode it, sliding up and down with delicious friction.
Beast’s breathing turned ragged, and his hands clenched into Marcus’s hair. The guy let out a loud groan, and his hips thrust one last time, pushing his cock even deeper into Marcus’s throat.
Marcus smiled against the guy’s skin, continuing to pleasure the man until Beast was close to the edge. Then he switched back to taking Beast into his mouth, using long strokes of his tongue and deep sucks to bring Beast to his climax.
Marcus felt Beast’s hard, hot cock pulsing as his body shuddered from his orgasm. Beast’s moans soon turned to gasps, and he pulled Marcus up to kiss him, licking the remnants of his cum from Marcus’s lips.
