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“We need lube,” Beast said against his mouth. “Tell me you have some lube.”
Pushing up from Beast’s chest, Marcus leaned over and snatched the lube from the middle drawer of his nightstand. He slapped the bottle into Beast’s waiting hand.
Then Marcus relaxed against Beast’s chest, closing his eyes and savoring the feel of wet fingers probing at his hole. He tensed when one of Beast’s fingers slipped inside of him.
“You’re gonna ride me,” Beast murmured as he added a second finger, stretching Marcus. “You’re gonna enjoy every second of this.”
“That confident?” Marcus panted, loving the pleasurable burn.
“More than.” Beast nipped his shoulder. “I’m not gonna leave this bed until I hear you scream my name.”
“Shut up already.” Marcus wiggled his ass then bounced backward on Beast’s fingers. Hell, he could get off just like this, but he wanted to feel Beast’s cock in his ass.
Beast chuckled, the sound deep and heavenly. Then he added a third finger, and Marcus whimpered.
“I can feel your heart racing,” Beast said, voice low and husky.
Marcus tried to suck in a breath, but it was nearly impossible with Beast’s body pressed against his. “I thought I told you to shut up,” he answered, his voice unsteady.
“Relax,” Beast rumbled, and Marcus felt Beast’s hands on his hips, anchoring him. “I won’t hurt you. I promise.”
Marcus started to relax. Beast removed his fingers, lined up his cock to Marcus’s lubed hole, then thrust upward, sending Marcus into a blissful state. His toes curled, his back arched, and he let out a loud moan.
“Ride me, baby.” Beast’s voice was just as unsteady, and it sounded as if he was fighting for control. His fingers dug into Marcus’s hips as he planted his feet on the bed. “Don’t make us both wait.”
After pressing his hands into Beast’s chest, Marcus pulled upward, feeling Beast’s cock slip out until only the head was left inside of him, and then he dropped back down.
“God, so fucking good,” Beast groaned. “Faster, baby.”
They were both sweating by then, and Marcus’s hands kept slipping up Beast’s chest. He tried to get a firm grip but couldn’t.
“Hold on.” Beast rolled them, placing Marcus under him. He spread Marcus’s legs then pounded into him, rattling Marcus’s brain.
Marcus moaned, wrapping his legs around Beast in an effort to take more of the man. Beast kept going, punching his hips forward, and Marcus’s grip on his biceps tightened. His body ached to come, and he didn’t think he could hold back any longer.
“Beast!” Marcus cried out. His body tensed as pleasure burst through him. Beast shouted his own release just before Marcus’s body convulsed from orgasm.
When his body settled back down, Marcus sagged against the bed, his limbs heavy. Beast rolled off and dropped next to him, both of them panting for breath.
“Damn, that was incredible.” Beast’s voice was still rough.
Marcus let out a small laugh and glanced up at the wolf shifter. “You had every right to be confident.”
A smile spread across Beast’s face, and then he kissed Marcus softly. “You’re not half bad yourself.”
Marcus snickered and rolled his eyes. “Glad you think so.”
Beast pulled him closer, wrapping him up in his arms. “Now it’s time for sleep. You’ve exhausted me.”
Marcus closed his eyes and, content in Beast’s embrace, let himself drift off to sleep.
Chapter Six
Beast jackknifed to a searing pain on his palm. He blew across his skin as the pain began to ease as fast as it had appeared. The symbol of their mating bond was clear, burned right into his skin. Beast just stared at it, dumbstruck. Marcus was his mate.
He should be panicked, or even pissed off, because it was loud-mouth Marcus, who irritated Beast every chance he had. But he wasn’t. Why not? Why did a calmness settle deep inside of him? Why did that symbol fascinate him more than it frightened him?
“Son of a bitch!” Marcus shot up in bed, wiping his hand like he could ease the pain by erasing it. “Something just burned me!”
