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Confused, Amon stilled. “What’s wrong?”
“I need to change position. I want to feel you deeper inside of me.”
Relieved that Sonny wasn’t calling a halt to this, Amon eased out of him and leaned back, watching as Sonny flipped to his hands and knees.
Mother fuck. Looking at Sonny’s glistening hole damn near made Amon come. He ran his thumb over Sonny’s hole and then pushed inside, hissing at how good he felt. Amon knew he couldn’t make this moment last forever, even though he wished he could.
“I need more than your finger,” Sonny whined.
Amon smirked, leaned forward, and nipped Sonny’s shoulder. “You’re about to have much more than my finger, love.”
He grabbed Sonny’s hips and began thrusting in earnest, reveling in the tight, slick heat that surrounded him. The sensation was incredible, so intense it was almost overwhelming. He started off slow and gentle and then increased his pace. Sonny was panting and moaning, and he was close. Amon could feel it.
So he slowed his pace, rocking slowly inside his lover. Amon was determined to make this last as long as possible, even if it was killing him to move slowly. Sonny was groaning, pressing his forehead into the pillow, jutting his ass even higher.
Sonny was definitely out to kill him. Amon brushed his hands over Sonny’s perfect ass cheeks, his cock throbbing so heavily that Amon was tempted to pound into him.
“Amon,” Sonny whined. “Faster. Harder.”
Amon ran his hands down Sonny’s spine. “I’m just appreciating the sight and the feel of you wrapped around my cock.”
He grinned when Sonny started thrusting backward. The guy was determined, but Amon wasn’t ready to end this. He grabbed Sonny’s hips, stilling him.
“Let me enjoy you,” he said, kissing Sonny’s nape. “Let me bask in your heat.”
Sonny whimpered but didn’t argue. Amon took his time, savoring every second of this experience. Eventually the pleasure was too much, and he pounded into Sonny, releasing himself in a flood of pure bliss.
Then he felt it, a heavy tug at his soul. Amon was frozen, unable to move as he felt their connection pulse through him. He had never felt anything so intense or meaningful in his life. The warm pool of joy that began in his chest overflowed, spreading heat into every inch of his body and finally shattering against his mind. Amon knew it then.
Sonny was his mate.
“Mine,” Amon snarled, fucking Sonny harder until his mate cried out Amon’s name. Sonny’s hole milked Amon’s cock, as Sonny rocked on his hands and knees.
They were one—eternally bound together.
Eventually they stilled, panting and exhausted. Sonny collapsed onto the bed, spent and silent. Amon smiled and kissed his shoulder, enjoying the way Sonny melted into him.
“What in the hell was that?” Sonny asked. “That intense, overpowering feeling that just flowed through me?” He frowned. “The sex was amazing, but that feeling was…I don’t know how to describe it.”
“Our bond.” Amon kissed Sonny’s shoulder again. “We’re mates.”
Sonny jackknifed, gaping at Amon. “Say that again.”
Amon remained silent, because he knew that Sonny had heard him. He wanted his mate to soak this in, to come to terms with what they now were.
“Shit,” Sonny muttered. “I need…I need a moment to myself.”
He got up, leaving Amon’s side and padding to the bathroom and closing the door.
Amon sighed, bracing himself for Sonny’s meltdown.
* * * *
Sonny took a long, hot shower, trying to wrap his mind around the fact that he was Amon’s mate. He’d known in the back of his mind that this could happen, that sleeping with Amon could possibly make them mates, but the reality of the situation felt as if it was crashing down on him.
He was mated to Amon.
There was no breaking up or walking away.
