he’s still alive.”
When Noah parted his lips to argue, Wade sank down and over the head of Noah’s dick. Noah’s toes curled. The trill of Wade’s tongue on his dick drove him out of his mind and rekindled his frustrated desire. Wade sucked him, the gentle pressure liquefying Noah’s bones and erasing every thought in his skull.
Sex. Mating was about sex, fucking, and pheromones, about hormones zinging out of control. Noah had to remember that. Just because the alpha was smart enough to realize a blowjob would distract Noah...He groaned as Wade slid down farther, taking more of Noah’s cock into the hot welcome of his mouth. Noah’s dick buried in Wade’s throat, Wade’s lips met the bush of hair at Noah’s groin, and Noah couldn’t remember his throbbing knee or the paradox of another shifter needing a human doctor anymore. He couldn’t think at all. He knew only the pleasures of his mate’s lips sealed around his dick, the tight grip of Wade’s fingers at his hips holding Noah still, the wild and wicked lust tightening Noah’s balls.
He didn’t come quickly. Noah hadn’t completely lost his erection when the tendons in his knee had slipped and the joint locked, but his dick had flagged. Wade worked him mercilessly, bobbing over Noah’s groin, lips creating a seal that seemed to suck all the air out of the room and every thought from Noah’s brain. Blood raced to Noah’s cock. He panted. And groaned. Fisting the sheets, Noah held off as long as he could to prolong the incredible sensations streaking through him. He came with a hoarse shout, what felt like gallons of cum spurting from his dick into Wade’s voracious mouth, and Wade drank him in, every pulse of semen, every burst.
After Noah collapsed into the mattress, dazed and spent, Wade rose up on his knees. Gazing up at his mate, Noah parted his lips. Craved his taste. Noah’s orgasm wasn’t the only one interrupted by his damaged knee, but Wade didn’t crawl up the bed to feed his cock to Noah. Instead, he leaned over Noah’s chest. Wade stroked his own slippery dick, Wade’s eyes glinting shifter red in the darkness. A few pumps later, Wade’s musk filled the room as ropes of cum spattered Noah’s pec. Wade’s jaw clenched, his low moan as he came the finest symphony to Noah. Was any other man built as handsomely and with such lethal grace? Noah didn’t believe that possible. With Wade’s dark hair spilling freely around his broad shoulders and his pleasure glittering red in his eyes, with his mate’s semen painting Noah’s chest, Noah knew in his bones that no one, human or shifter, was as beautiful. Or perfect for him. How in the hell had he ever lucked into mating a sexy creature like Wade?
The alpha smiled at him. “You’re thinking too hard.” He released his grip on his softening dick and scooped a trail of cum from Noah’s chest onto his finger.
Noah’s mouth watered.
Wade slid his cum-slick fingertip past Noah’s lips and Noah groaned at the sour, gamey taste. Wanting more. Always more. He sucked and slurped at that finger. It returned to his chest, mopping up additional cum that Wade fed to Noah.
The bag of melting ice shifted on Noah’s wrecked knee.
Wade leaned down to kiss Noah’s sigh away. “We’re going to be okay.”
Noah tried to swim up from the sated lethargy as Wade lay beside him on their bed, struggled to rouse when his mate curled into his body. But Noah couldn’t.
We. Wade had promised we would be fine, not just Noah.He wasn’t alone anymore.
He finally let his eyelids lower and his satisfaction pull him from his quietly aching knee and the twinges of his well-used body. There hadn’t been another accident, but for the very first time, there was another shifter like him, one Wade judged worth saving. The alpha wouldn’t have squandered his choice of mate otherwise. Maybe, just maybe, the years of surgeries, pain, and isolation from other shifters had a purpose beyond the clumsy mend of
When Noah parted his lips to argue, Wade sank down and over the head of Noah’s dick. Noah’s toes curled. The trill of Wade’s tongue on his dick drove him out of his mind and rekindled his frustrated desire. Wade sucked him, the gentle pressure liquefying Noah’s bones and erasing every thought in his skull.
Sex. Mating was about sex, fucking, and pheromones, about hormones zinging out of control. Noah had to remember that. Just because the alpha was smart enough to realize a blowjob would distract Noah...He groaned as Wade slid down farther, taking more of Noah’s cock into the hot welcome of his mouth. Noah’s dick buried in Wade’s throat, Wade’s lips met the bush of hair at Noah’s groin, and Noah couldn’t remember his throbbing knee or the paradox of another shifter needing a human doctor anymore. He couldn’t think at all. He knew only the pleasures of his mate’s lips sealed around his dick, the tight grip of Wade’s fingers at his hips holding Noah still, the wild and wicked lust tightening Noah’s balls.
He didn’t come quickly. Noah hadn’t completely lost his erection when the tendons in his knee had slipped and the joint locked, but his dick had flagged. Wade worked him mercilessly, bobbing over Noah’s groin, lips creating a seal that seemed to suck all the air out of the room and every thought from Noah’s brain. Blood raced to Noah’s cock. He panted. And groaned. Fisting the sheets, Noah held off as long as he could to prolong the incredible sensations streaking through him. He came with a hoarse shout, what felt like gallons of cum spurting from his dick into Wade’s voracious mouth, and Wade drank him in, every pulse of semen, every burst.
After Noah collapsed into the mattress, dazed and spent, Wade rose up on his knees. Gazing up at his mate, Noah parted his lips. Craved his taste. Noah’s orgasm wasn’t the only one interrupted by his damaged knee, but Wade didn’t crawl up the bed to feed his cock to Noah. Instead, he leaned over Noah’s chest. Wade stroked his own slippery dick, Wade’s eyes glinting shifter red in the darkness. A few pumps later, Wade’s musk filled the room as ropes of cum spattered Noah’s pec. Wade’s jaw clenched, his low moan as he came the finest symphony to Noah. Was any other man built as handsomely and with such lethal grace? Noah didn’t believe that possible. With Wade’s dark hair spilling freely around his broad shoulders and his pleasure glittering red in his eyes, with his mate’s semen painting Noah’s chest, Noah knew in his bones that no one, human or shifter, was as beautiful. Or perfect for him. How in the hell had he ever lucked into mating a sexy creature like Wade?
The alpha smiled at him. “You’re thinking too hard.” He released his grip on his softening dick and scooped a trail of cum from Noah’s chest onto his finger.
Noah’s mouth watered.
Wade slid his cum-slick fingertip past Noah’s lips and Noah groaned at the sour, gamey taste. Wanting more. Always more. He sucked and slurped at that finger. It returned to his chest, mopping up additional cum that Wade fed to Noah.
The bag of melting ice shifted on Noah’s wrecked knee.
Wade leaned down to kiss Noah’s sigh away. “We’re going to be okay.”
Noah tried to swim up from the sated lethargy as Wade lay beside him on their bed, struggled to rouse when his mate curled into his body. But Noah couldn’t.
We. Wade had promised we would be fine, not just Noah.He wasn’t alone anymore.
He finally let his eyelids lower and his satisfaction pull him from his quietly aching knee and the twinges of his well-used body. There hadn’t been another accident, but for the very first time, there was another shifter like him, one Wade judged worth saving. The alpha wouldn’t have squandered his choice of mate otherwise. Maybe, just maybe, the years of surgeries, pain, and isolation from other shifters had a purpose beyond the clumsy mend of
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