11. Connor

11

Connor

Connor

B ryce’s hand slid down my back and cupped my ass, pulling me closer to his body as our kiss got deeper. Bryce’s kisses had always stolen my breath and sanity, but the last couple of weeks had proven how much he could turn me into goo with a simple sweep of his tongue against mine.

It hadn’t been in my plans to make out at 6 a.m. But honestly, I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. I had been aching for him since last night.

We had arranged to eat dinner at my house last night. When he came, I was in the shower, and he had to wait outside. Luckily, my porch kept him dry from the rain, but I felt bad I wasn’t ready on time. I had mentioned that he needed to have a key to my house, and the next thing I knew, he had me straddling his hips on my couch while he explored my mouth with his own. I was surprised we didn’t do more than make out last night, but we fell asleep before we could. The crazy schedules we had been keeping lately had taken their toll. But the tension was still pent up from that this morning, hence why my hard cock was already begging for release.

I moaned when his hardness grew beneath me, unable to keep myself from grinding upon it and rocking it in the cleft of my unclothed cheeks.

Fuck that’s amazing.

“I want to be inside you.” Bryce groaned into my neck as he kissed the sensitive spot behind my ear. “I want to bury my cock in your slick hole and fill you with my cum.”

Fuck, it was hot when he told me the things he wanted to do to me.

“Then what are you waiting for?” I leaned in and nipped at his neck. “Claim me, alpha. Mate me and make me yours.”

Bryce lifted my chin, so I looked him in the eye. “Are you sure?”

I hadn’t meant to say it, but the moment I did, I wanted it: “Yes. Claim me, Bryce. Make me yours forever. And I will make you mine.”

Bryce slid into me, my slick entrance making his way easy. My breath caught when he was fully inside. He stayed there for a moment, still waiting for me to adjust to him being there. Planting kisses along my neck and jaw, I moved my head to the side to grant him easier access. Then he started to move his hips in slow and steady thrusts.

Pulling completely out and inching himself back in, Bryce began a hypnotic dance I was easily caught up in. My hands explored his back and his toned ass cheeks, pushing him closer and deeper. The way I gripped him, my nails were for sure leaving marks on his skin, signs of my claiming him in passion. When my climax approached, I leaned into his neck and licked the spot of skin where I would leave my mark. As both of our cocks exploded in pleasure, I bit down on Bryce’s shoulder, claiming him as my mate, and as his teeth broke the surface and we were flooded with images and emotions from one another, it was right to submit to his claim.

Bryce

The moment Connor claimed me, I felt a completeness I had been searching for my entire adult life. I made my mark on his shoulder and a wave of emotion crashed into me, the mingling of my elation and his. I saw clips of his life, as I knew he was seeing mine, and then I caught a glimpse into the possible future. A gift from Fate for following her guidance, she allowed us a small taste of what was to come. What I saw had me tearing up in joy. My beautiful omega, belly round and full of my pup, while I played with two other pups in the forest that Connor and I loved so much. My real dreams for my life would be coming true. A family with my omega might not happen now, but one day. I kissed the skin I had bitten and soothed it. The wound was already stitching closed due to our shifter nature. With a feather-soft touch of his tongue on my mark, he sealed my wound and I shivered; pleasant chills shimmered through my body. If this was how it was to be claimed mates, I wondered how any of them ever left the house because it only made me want to stay in bed with my mate and do it all over again.

As we both came down from our joint release with me fully locked inside him, I rearranged our bodies on the bed so we could lie down more comfortably until my knot deflated. This was one of my favorite parts of sex, the closeness of the knotting. Connor had told me that he was on the birth control shot, so we weren’t making a family yet, but a part of me imagined my seed filling him deep and finding its home, creating a pup or two for us to raise. I slid my hand down his flat stomach and promised myself that one day, if he would allow it, we would make that a reality.

“That was amazing.” Connor’s dozy voice broke me from my daydream of having babies with him.

“It was. Every time with you is.” I kissed his cheek. “But when we claimed each other and got that rush of emotion and visions, I swear it made my orgasm last even longer than usual.”

“I concur.” Connor lifted his head off the pillow and peered at the clock on the nightstand. “Do we need to be anywhere today?”

“Nowhere I can think of.” I licked the side of his neck. “As far as I am concerned, we don’t have to be anywhere all weekend. I vote we stay right here in bed the whole time.”

“That sounds like an excellent plan, mate.” Connor snuggled deeper into my body. “Let’s take a nap and then go for round two.”

“I like how you think.”

After a short nap, we went for round two, then three, and four. I think I lost count at ten. Mated life was definitely looking to be an amazing experience.