Chapter seven

Carlos

One of the perks of living in an RV is being able to stop for the night wherever we need. Tonight we're pulling up to a rest stop. We're far enough north that we're surrounded by forest and back roads with very little traffic passing by at this time of night. After washing up, Jude and I took my truck into the closest town, grabbing some fast food for all of us before driving back and passing it all out.

Everyone takes some time stretching their legs and walking around the rest area. This one has a little picnic area near a stream which makes a perfect place for our entire crew to sit and eat dinner. I smile to myself as Lily trots around. I can't believe she's walking already, gabbing in her little baby talk. Before I know it she'll be asking to drive my truck into town. Where the fuck does the time go?

Once we're all fed and the sky turns dark, we all turn in for the night, bunkering down in our RVs, or in my case, the back of my truck.

I hold my hand out, helping Jude crawl into the back of my truck. He quickly shuffles onto the mattress, kicking off his shoes and his jeans, getting comfortable. Once he's just in his shirt and light blue boxers, that just so happen to hug his ass just right, he tucks himself under the blankets.

I swallow, only just now realizing this is the first time we're actually sleeping together. Will it be weird? Having someone beside me when I'm so used to sleeping alone?

I close the hatch behind me as I crawl inside, getting myself situated. It's cozy in here, made only better by Jude's scent permeating the area. I take a deep breath just so I can smell his crispy fall scent mixing with my own. It makes my inner alpha yip with happiness.

"I haven't slept next to someone since my cousins stopped being able to fit in the same bed," Jude says with a playful smile. "Promise you won't put my hand in warm water to make me piss the bed?"

A surprised snort leaves me without my permission. "What the fuck? They really did that to you?"

Jude shakes his head with a giggle. "No, I'm only teasing. But they did try getting me with the shaving cream trick. Put it on my hand and then tickled my nose. The only problem was apparently I just rubbed it all over my belly without waking up. They cleaned me up and when I woke up the next morning I was none the wiser."

"So you're a heavy sleeper?" I ask, getting out of my pants and my shoes before tucking myself under the covers beside my mate. My mate. Gosh, that still feels unreal, making my stomach flutter pleasantly just thinking the words.

Jude lays on his side, looking at me. "You could say that," he says with an amused snort. "My cousins have so many pictures of me you would think I was a drunk frat boy. They've painted my face, dressed me in weird clothes, and even debated giving me a tattoo to see if I would sleep through that as well."

"You're kidding."

"Not even a little. Thankfully my grandmother stopped that one before they could get any further than whispers. If I'd woken up with a tattoo I would have probably disowned them."

Under the cover of my truck ceiling, tucked beneath the warm blankets I feel brave. Reaching under the blankets, I put my hand on Jude's hip. My heart hammers against my ribs but he doesn't pull away, only gives me a soft smile of acceptance.

"Not a fan of tattoos?"

"Not ones given to me while I'm asleep," he says, scooting closer until we're practically nose to nose. My heart is racing with anticipation but I hold myself back, reveling in the delicious tease of the buildup.

My hand seems to have a mind of its own, finding its way under Jude's shirt. His skin is hot against my palm and my body feels like it's coming to life, all of my nerves standing on end just waiting for Jude to touch back.

"That's fair," I whisper. I breathe him in, his scent so intense now that he's so close. He's so beautiful, so addicting. I want him more than words can say. After a moment, I find my bravery and add, "but your skin would look gorgeous all marked up."

Jude's eyes widen before a smirk is crawling across his lips. "Oh, Carlos, I don't need a tattoo gun for that. I'm sure your mouth will do just fine."

Fuck.

The change in his demeanor sends a thrill down my spine. I can feel the heat of his body and I take a shaky breath, trying to keep myself under control. I want him. I want him desperately and my inner alpha feels the same exact way. He's desperate to pin and mark and claim and so much more. I suck in a shaky breath, trying to keep myself from doing anything that would be too much or make Jude uncomfortable.

I squeeze Jude's hip. He's the first one to break, tucking himself against my chest, getting closer until our fronts are plastered together. I can feel his erection against my belly and I just barely keep a groan at bay. His scent is turning warm around the edges, filled with lust and want. He wants me. He fucking wants me and I want him back and it's getting harder and harder for me to remember why I'm holding myself back.

"Would you like that?" Jude asks, his voice pulling at my very core. My cock throbs as my want drives higher. "To mark my skin, Carlos?"

I try so fucking desperately to keep quiet but without my permission a high-pitched noise leaves my throat. My hand moves from Jude's hip to around his back, touching along his spine. He takes that as permission to move against me, rubbing his hips against my own. Our cocks brush against each other and I whine again, tucking my head against his throat to hide my noises.

"Are you holding yourself back, alpha mine?" I nod my head. "Why?"

"We just met," I murmur against his shoulder. "Don't want to rush things."

A surprised gasp leaves my lips as I'm flipped over onto my back. Jude straddles my hips, his ass fitting perfectly against my hard cock and I just barely keep a moan at bay. He stares down at me with a wide smile, his hair falling over his forehead. Gods, he's beautiful.

"We're true mates," he tells me, tilting his head in confusion. "We're not rushing anything. We're literally meant to be. You can stop me if you want, truly. We can take this as fast or as slowly as you'd like, okay? But personally, I'd love nothing more than to have you inside me tonight."

I swallow thickly, my stomach quivering with anticipation. I want that. I want him. I take a steadying breath and get a noseful of his autumny scent. It makes me feel safe and warm and at ease despite the way my body is tense with lust.

Jude leans down, running his nose against mine in a gesture that's achingly gentle but also lights a fire in my belly. "Can I kiss you?" Jude whispers against my lips.

"Yes," I whisper back and a moment later, his lips are connecting with mine. I close my eyes, letting this all-encompassing feeling wash me away. My mate is here, my mate is gorgeous and kissing me and literally sitting in my lap. Fuck. I feel like the luckiest alpha alive in this moment. I could sit here and kiss Jude all night and not feel like I need anything more. I'm content just as I am. Content to have Jude in any form he's willing to give me.

Jude's lips are persistent, opening slightly. His tongue traces my lip and I open for him. Our tongues touch and his taste explodes against my taste buds. I feel like I'm drowning and the only thing keeping me grounded is Jude sitting on me.

His hips move, rubbing his ass against my cock. I could be content to kiss all night but it would seem my little mate wants more. I'm happy to give it to him. I'll give him everything and anything he wants.

I tug at his shirt, pulling it over his head and forcing him to break the kiss. My hands have a mind of their own, skimming over his belly and sides, watching as my gentle touch makes his skin pebble with goosebumps. He's thin but toned with strong thighs, like maybe he's a runner. Fuck.

"You're stunning," I whisper, my cheeks warming at the confession. In response I get the most radiant smile that only adds to Jude's beauty.

"You're not so bad yourself," Jude says with a chuckle, my stomach fluttering at the noise. "I think maybe you should get naked so I can appreciate you fully."

I nod, quickly pulling my shirt over my head and making Jude giggle when I almost elbow him in the mouth. Jude maneuvers himself so he can pull his own boxers off while I do the same with mine. When he sits in my lap again, I can smell the sweet scent of his slick in the air, his skin scorching hot against my own. My own cock jerks with anticipation, longing to be inside of Jude.

My hands grip his hips, holding on tight, not only to feel connected but to keep him from writhing against me anymore than he already has. I'm worried I'll come far too quickly if he keeps this up and I have every intention of making this good for him.

"Jude," I breathe out, just taking him in. He's lean but strong, his skin far paler than mine and I have no doubt I could leave the most beautiful marks if he let me get my mouth on him.

Jude leans down and kisses me again, his tongue diving into my mouth straight away. His hips move against me until my cock is wedged between his cheeks, teasing at his wet hole. Fuck. This feels so good, but I don't want this to be over before it's even begun.

I break the kiss, my fingers digging into his hips. "Come here," I murmur, tugging his hips forward, leading Jude to knee walk over my body until his cock is right in front of my face. I lick my lips before tugging him even further, urging him to feed me his cock.

"Oh, Carlos," Jude breathes out as the tip of his cock passes my lips. I swirl my tongue around the tip, moaning as the taste of his precum hits my tongue. He's delicious and I want so much more than just a taste. I'm desperate to have all of him, to feel him at the back of my throat, to taste his cum straight from the source. I want it all so fucking badly.

I take as much of his dick into my mouth as I can. His tip hits the back of my throat and I gag, my throat constricting around him and making him moan even louder. Oh gods, I love the sound of his pleasure. I could so easily chase the high his moans give me.

Jude pulls back, wrapping his hand around his cock. He strokes himself, using my spit as lube as he touches himself. He moves forward even more until I can get my mouth on his balls, licking them and taking each one into my mouth, sucking on them gently before moving onto the other.

"Fuck. Fuck, that feels so good. Carlos, please."

I lick them again before asking, "what do you want?"

"Finger me," he tells me, reaching back with one hand and pulling his cheeks apart. "Make sure I'm nice and ready for your cock. Want your knot inside me. Please, Carlos."

My hips rise up off the bed, chasing a touch that isn't there. A shiver runs through me at his words, my inner alpha practically snarling with pleasure at the idea of knotting Jude. We're in agreement for once.

My tongue moves behind Jude's sac, licking at the skin between his ass and balls. He writhes above me, another pleasured noise leaving his lips. My finger swirls around his wet hole before sinking in with ease. I lick around my finger, a growl growing within my chest as I get the taste of his slick for the first time. I want to drink it down, I want to cover my face with it so every shifter will know the way I pleasured my mate.

Fuck, where are these thoughts even coming from?

"Carlos!" Jude cries out as I push three fingers into his hole, making sure he's stretched and wet and ready for me. "Fuck!"

I move away from his hole back towards his cock. I lick across his knuckles before taking the tip into my mouth again. He continues stroking at the base, while I suck on the tip. Fuck, seeing him writhe on my chest like this, chasing the pleasure of my fingers and my mouth has me on the edge of popping my knot.

I pull my mouth away and gently extract my fingers from his ass. "Ride me," I tell him, my voice slurred with lust. "Ride me, baby."

Jude doesn't hesitate. He quickly moves from my chest down to my cock. After placing the tip of my cock to his hole, he slowly takes me in until his ass is against my hips.

"Fuck," I hiss out, overwhelmed with the feeling of his warm, snug ass encompassing my dick. I sit up, wrapping my arms around his back until we're chest to chest, his legs wrapping around my hips and sitting behind my back.

In this position we kinda rock together so my cock is still moving inside him, his own hard cock rubbing against our bellies. I lick across his jaw before my mouth is moving against his throat. He moans and I can feel it vibrate against my lips.

Jude's nails dig into my shoulders as I nip at his skin, wanting to leave a mark, needing everyone to see that Jude is mine. That he's claimed.

Claim. Mate. Mine. Bite.

My inner animal is clawing at my consciousness, wanting to come out and claim Jude fully. I growl, keeping him at bay.

"Carlos!"

"Yeah, baby? Does this feel good?"

"Yes," he hisses out, his nails digging in even harder. I love it. I want more. I want him to mark me with his nails. Fuck. "Bite me," Jude gasps out, his cock throbbing against my belly, smearing precum against my abs. "Please, Carlos. Mate me. Mark me. Make me yours."

Jude's begging breaks something inside of me. I can feel my eyes shift and my canines sharpen. A moment later, I'm biting down and Jude's blood is zinging across my taste buds. I can feel him, can feel our bond starting to form. Fuck.

My knot begins to fill, stretching Jude's ass around it, fitting snug inside of his already tight channel. I whine and the noise is far more canine than human.

"Carlos. Carlos, fuck. I can feel you. Fuck, I love it. So good," Jude babbles, his eyes closed in pleasure.

"Bite me back," I murmur, leaning my head away to give him access. My inner alpha surrenders to me now that I've bitten Jude and I feel my teeth blunted once more.

Jude opens his eyes, meeting mine. They widen in surprise for a moment before they go soft at seeing my shifter eyes. He touches my cheek and leans in for a kiss. It's soft. So fucking soft compared to the way we're rocking against each other, chasing our pleasure.

"Come inside me," he whispers before nosing at my throat. A moment later I feel his teeth digging into my skin. The pain mingles with my pleasure, throwing me over the edge head first.

A cry leaves me without my permission as my knot forms fully, popping inside Jude's ass and tying us together. Pleasure rings through me like a lightning bolt. I can feel our bond forming fully, I can feel Jude pulse around my knot, I can feel his hot cum splashing between us, marking us both. I'm claimed. I'm mated. Jude is mine and I am his.

Holy shit. I've never felt so out of control and yet so soothed at the same time before. I've never felt anything like this.

"Jesus Christ," Jude murmurs, tucking his head under my throat, his arms tight around my back, keeping us plastered against each other.

I run my fingers through his blond hair, holding him just as tightly as he's holding me. That was incredible and yet, I know it's only the beginning. We barely know each other, and yet that was mind blowing. I've always heard it say that your first time isn't the best you can have, so I can only look forward to how we grow and learn as we go from here.

If this is our starting point then I can only imagine how fucking good it'll be going forward.

"That was incredible," I whisper into Jude's hair. "You were incredible."

Jude taps my shoulder and I can feel the way he's smiling against my skin. "You weren't so bad yourself," he says again with a warm chuckle.

I gently lean back until I'm lying on my side. Jude puts his leg over my hip so we can lay comfortable while still tied together. We hold each other, content not to speak but instead just enjoy this soft, quiet moment together.

The smell within my truck is us. It's filled with notes of content and happy and I don't think I'll ever get enough of it. I want to do everything I can to keep Jude smelling like this.

I have a lot of stress ahead of me with this current hunt and seeing my parents again, but I'm glad as fuck that Lady Fate sent me Jude. I know he'll be by my side for all of this. I know he'll have my back and make this entire thing easier.

I kiss the side of Jude's head and he hums happily before we both fall into a peaceful sleep.