Chapter 12

Diego

It had been a while since we'd escaped the safe house, and I was still reeling from the realization that he was my fated mate. I just couldn't stop thinking about that. Could anybody fault me for obsessing over such a realization?

I'd always thought I would know immediately, but with Rowan, it had been different. It had started as a slow burn, an obsession that had grown into something more. Before I could do anything about the turn of events, it was already too late. I was already wrapped around his finger.

And now, here we were, hiding out in the forest, and I couldn't deny my feelings. They simmered within me.

"Diego," Rowan whispered, his eyes shining with equal parts desire and uncertainty. "Are you okay? You seem distracted. It looks like you are thinking about something important."

I snapped out of my reverie, meeting his gaze. "I'm fine," I lied, my voice gruff. "Just thinking about our next move. We have to stay one step ahead of them."

Rowan bit his lip, his eyes flicking to the ground. "I know," he murmured. "It's just... we can't stay here forever. Eventually, they'll find us. I wished we could stay here so we had a good place to do what we want."

I knew he was right, but the thought of leaving this place, of putting Rowan in danger again, made my heart twist. We went through so much and I didn't want to put him at risk again.

I wanted to keep him safe, to protect him from the cartel and the dangers that lurked in the outside world. I knew the cartel was hunting us and wouldn't give up until they found us.

But I also knew that we couldn't stay hidden forever. We needed a plan, and I intended to come up with one. I was good at that, so I knew I was going to think of something.

"We'll figure something out," I said, my voice soft as I reached for his hand. "For now, let's just enjoy this moment of peace. We don't get much of that, after all."

Rowan nodded, his eyes downcast as he squeezed my hand. "I know," he whispered. "It's just hard not to worry. Plus, worrying is kind of like my obsession. I'm always worrying about something."

I understood his concern, and my protective instincts kicked into overdrive. I wanted to shield him from the world, to keep him safe from the dangers that awaited us.

But I also knew that we couldn't stay hidden forever. After all, staying in one place meant that the cartel would eventually find us.

We had to face the world eventually, and when we did, I would be by his side every step of the way. There was no other way it could be done.

"Come on," I said, a mischievous glint in my eye. "Let's go somewhere else. I know just the place."

Rowan's eyes widened, a hint of surprise flashing across his face. He didn't think I was going to think of a plan so soon.

"Where are we going?" He questioned, sounding curious.

I smirked, feeling a rush of anticipation at the thought of what was to come. "You'll see," I said, taking his hand and leading him deeper into the forest. "It's a surprise. You're going to love it."

As we ventured further into the woods, the trees towering above us, Rowan's eyes widened at the sight of a small cabin nestled among the trees. "Is this...?" He trailed off, his voice filled with wonder. I didn't need to answer his question. He already knew this was the place I was talking about.

I nodded, a sense of satisfaction washing over me. "It's my friend's place," I said, my voice soft. I had some good memories of this place. "He owes me a favor, and I intend to collect. I'm a debt collector, after all."

Rowan's cheeks flushed, a mischievous smile playing at the corners of his lips. He understood what I meant.

"Oh?" He asked, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "And what kind of favor are we talking about? Is it something I'm going to like?"

I smirked, my gaze raking over his form. I could never get tired of seeing him. It was addictive.

"You'll see," I murmured, my voice dropping to a husky whisper. He loved every time I did that. "But first, let's get comfortable. I know how much you want to do that."

Rowan's breath hitched, his eyes darkening with desire. I could already smell his arousal.

"As you wish," he whispered, his cheeks tinged with a hint of pink. He was burning on the inside, thinking about every single thing we were going to do.

We stepped into the cabin, the warm glow of the fireplace casting soft shadows on the walls. The space was cozy and inviting, and I knew it was the perfect place for what I had planned. I didn't even have to tell my friend I was going to come. We didn't have time to do that, anyway.

"Make yourself at home," I said, my eyes never leaving Rowan's face. "I'll be right back. I have something to do."

Rowan nodded, his eyes never leaving mine as I disappeared into the kitchen. Even though I wasn't far, he already missed me.

I could feel his gaze on me as I rummaged through the cabinets, searching for the supplies I needed. I loved the way he was watching me, his eyes taking in every part of me.

My heart pounded in my chest as I prepared, my body thrumming with anticipation. I was slightly anxious, just thinking about the next things we were going to do.

When I returned, Rowan was standing by the fireplace, his eyes shining with equal parts desire and apprehension. I knew he was nervous, but I intended to show him that there was nothing to fear. Once I was inside him, he would feel as though he was in heaven.

I set the supplies down on the table, my eyes never leaving Rowan's face. What would I be doing if I wasn't looking at him all the time? I didn't know how to begin to answer that question.

"Are you ready for this?" I asked, my voice low and husky. He shivered right after hearing my words.

Rowan nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," he whispered, his eyes never leaving mine. "I trust you, Diego. There is nobody I trust more than you right now."

My heart stuttered at his words, and I felt a surge of protectiveness toward him. His words reinforced my feelings for him.

"As you should," I murmured, my lips curving into a possessive smile. "I'll always keep you safe."

Rowan's cheeks flushed, a spark of desire flashing in his eyes. I could tell he wanted to do more than that. He wanted every inch of me.

"I know," he whispered, his voice soft. "And I feel the same way."

I took a step toward him, my eyes burning with intensity. "Then let me show you how much I want you," I growled, my voice dropping to a husky whisper. He recoiled, basking in my dominance.

With gentle hands, I began to undress him, my fingers trailing over his skin as I removed each piece of clothing slowly, savoring the feel of his body beneath my touch. He took a short breath, allowing me to continue.

He trembled beneath my touch, his breath coming in short gasps as I revealed more of his skin. It was lovingly soft and pliable, allowing me to touch him however I wanted.

"You're so beautiful," I murmured, my lips brushing against his ear. "So perfect." And I could say that several times without getting tired of it.

Rowan shivered, his body arching into my touch. "Diego," he whispered, his voice hoarse with need. "Please—"

"Shh," I whispered, my lips silencing him as I lowered him onto the bed. He posed no resistance, allowing me to do that easily.

His skin was truly so soft beneath my touch, his body yielding to mine. I wanted to brand him as mine, to mark him so that everyone would know he belonged to me. It was the only thing I wanted to do.

I covered his body with feverish kisses, my mouth exploring every inch of his skin. His breath hitched, his body squirming beneath me as I left no part of him untouched. I didn't even have a favorite part of his form. Everything was equally delicious.

I wanted to devour him, to taste every inch of his skin. And to think that was finally going to happen… I couldn't even begin to contain my excitement. It was exuding out of me.

My fingers trailed lower, my hand slipping between his ass cheeks, teasing the tight hole that was mine to claim. He was already wet just waiting for me to do that.

Rowan gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily as I teased his entrance. He knew my touch was going to make him feel excited, but hadn't thought it was going to be so much so. His first-time experience showed his need for me.

"Please," he whispered, barely controlling himself. "I need you, Diego. I need you knotting me."

I growled, my desire for him intensifying. My breath tickled his ear, making him squirm.

"As you wish, my beautiful omega," I purred, my lips trailing down his chest, leaving a wet trail.

With gentle fingers, I probed his entrance, my touch feather-light as I prepared him for what was to come. Rowan moaned, his body arching into my touch, his hips thrusting slightly as he begged for more, and he didn't even need to do that. Of course I was going to give him everything he wanted.

"That's it, beautiful," I whispered, my lips brushing against his ear. "Let me hear you. Show me how much you want me."

Rowan whimpered, his body trembling as I pushed a finger inside him, stretching him slowly. He was tight, his body clutching at my finger as I worked him open. My experience showed, allowing me to control the moment as if this were far from the first time we were having sex.

"More," he begged, his hips thrusting slightly as he urged me to continue. "Please, Diego, I need every part of you and—"

I obliged, adding a second finger, scissoring him open as I prepared him for what was to come. My fingers were wet with his arousal, making me more excited about the final act.

Rowan moaned, his breath coming in short gasps as I stretched him, his body yielding to my touch. His rectum allowed me as deep inside of him as I wanted to be.

"That's it, beautiful," I whispered, my lips trailing down his neck. "You're doing so well. You allow me to do anything I want to you."

Rowan nodded, his breath quickening as he squirmed beneath me. "I-I'm close," he stammered, his voice shaking. "Please, Diego. I don't think I can—"

I quickened my pace, my fingers thrusting into him as I sought to bring him pleasure. Why would I stop, anyway? This was unfolding exactly the way I wanted it to.

"Come for me, Rowan," I growled, my lips pressing against his shoulder. His skin was already soaked in sweat, even though it was slightly chilly inside. "Let me feel you fall apart. I want to see that happening so much."

Rowan whimpered, his body tensing as he teetered on the edge. "Diego," he moaned, clutching at my biceps. "I can't hold on. I'm really going to—"

With a final thrust of my fingers, I pushed him over the edge, his load coating my hand as he cried out my name.

"Oh, fuck. This is so good. I don't know why we waited so long to do it."

His body shook with the force of his orgasm, his breath coming in short gasps as he rode out the waves of pleasure. I thought he was going to pass out, but to my relief, he didn't.

I pulled him close, his spent body pressed against mine. "There is so much more we can do," I whispered, my lips brushing his hair. "I'm not done with you yet. I don't think I can ever be done with you."

Rowan nodded, his breath evening out as he snuggled into my embrace. He allowed himself to be captured by my arms, smiling, a sense of comfort washing over him.

"I'm yours," he whispered, his voice soft. "Take me however you want. Do whatever you want to do to me."

My cock twitched at his words, my need for him intensifying. I wanted to claim him, to possess him fully, but I wanted to draw out the pleasure, to make him beg for more. Why would I rush something like this, anyway?

I trailed my lips down his chest, my tongue swirling around his nipples as he squirmed beneath me. His body was like putty, his limbs shaking slightly.

"Please," he whispered, his hips bucking slightly as he urged me to continue. "I want you inside of me so much, Diego."

I smirked, my lips trailing lower, my breath ghosting over his sensitive skin. "As you wish," I murmured, my lips brushing against his ear. "I've been preparing you for that this entire time, after all. Of course that, with the opportunity presenting itself, I'm going to make the most of it."

With gentle hands, I urged him to turn over, his chest pressing against the bed. He lifted his ass slightly, presenting it to me like a trophy.

His breath hitched, his body tensing as my intentions crossed his mind again. No matter how much he knew about them, he couldn't get used to knowing.

I wanted to take him, to claim him fully as mine.

I positioned myself behind him, my cock pressing against his entrance. He shivered slightly, still getting used to the fact that I was about to knot him and he would forever be mine.

"Are you ready, beautiful?" I whispered, my lips brushing against his ear. "Asking because I don't think I can stop myself."

Rowan nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," he whispered, his voice shaking. "Please, Diego, I need you to knot me. There is nobody else I want to do that for me."

With a slow thrust, I entered him, my cock sliding into his tight heat. Rowan gasped, his body arching as he adjusted to my size. His hands clutched the bedsheets, trying to relieve the pressure as much as possible, but failing to do so. It wasn't so easy.

I wanted to take him slowly, to savor the feel of his body surrounding me. After all, once this was over, we would have to formulate a plan to fool the cartel once and for all, and doing that wasn't going to be easy. I didn't even like to think about it.

"You feel so good, Rowan," I growled, my lips trailing down his spine. "So tight and perfect, just the way I like it."

Rowan whimpered, his body trembling as I began to move, my hips thrusting slowly at first, but gradually picking up the pace. Slap sounds started to echo in the room.

I wanted to take him hard, to claim him fully as mine, and I was finally doing that.

"You like that, omega?" I growled, my lips brushing against his ear. He nodded immediately. "You like the way I fill you up? Do you want even more of that? Tell me how much you want it."

Rowan nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," he whispered, thrusting back against me, trying to follow my tempo. "More, Diego, please. Don't hold back for me or I'm going—"

I obliged, thrusting into him harder, my hips slamming against his with each stroke. Rowan cried out, his body trembling as I claimed him, his pleasure mixing with the pain of being stretched. He had probably never felt so stretched before in his life.

"That's it, beautiful," I growled, my hands gripping his hips as I pounded into him. My fingers dug into his skin just enough to remind him that I was in control all the time. "Take all of me. I know you can and how much you want it."

Rowan whimpered, his body shaking as he took me fully, his pleasure mixing with the pain of being stretched. "Diego," he moaned, his voice cracking. "I really can't hold on for much—"

I saw Rowan's load coating the mattress, his body shaking as he came without my touch. The sight of him losing control sent a thrill through me, and I knew I was close. Too close, I should say.

"That's it, beautiful," I growled, my hips slamming into him as I sought my own release. "Let me feel you fall apart around me. Show me that you can give me all the pleasure I need."

With a few more thrusts, I came, my semen spilling into him as I claimed him fully as mine. The base of my shaft swelled as well, locking myself inside of him.

Rowan cried out, his body shaking as he took me, his pleasure blending with the pain of being stretched. After this was over, I knew he would have difficulty sitting down. But, it was okay. If he was asked about it, he would say it was worth it.

I pulled him close, his spent body pressed against mine. He really was like putty, offering no resistance, his breathing slowing down. "That was incredible," I whispered, my lips brushing his hair. "But we're not quite done yet. I think I can still go for another round with you."

Rowan nodded, his breath evening out as he snuggled into my embrace. He took that better than I expected. I thought he was afraid of taking me inside of him one more time. But, it seemed his excitement won the battle against his fear.

"I'm yours," he whispered. "We can do it again and I wouldn't mind it."

I trailed my lips down his spine, my tongue swirling around his sensitive skin. His words were exactly what I wanted to hear.

"As you wish," I murmured, my lips pressing against the small of his back.

"Do you want this as much as I do?" I whispered, my voice low and husky.

Rowan nodded, his breath quickening again. "Yes," he whispered, his voice shaking slightly. "I want all of you again, Diego. Every single inch."

I smirked, my cock twitching at his words. Every single inch? All right. He was going to get that again.

"As you wish," I purred, my lips trailing down his spine, leaving a wet path behind.

With gentle fingers, I prepared him once more, my touch feather-light as I stretched him open. Even after the first fuck, he was still tight. I couldn't help but wonder if he would always be so.

Rowan whimpered, his body trembling as he anticipated what was to come. The pain I was going to inflict on him was going to be memorable.

"Relax, beautiful," I whispered, my lips brushing against his ear. "Let me take care of you. I showed you I can do it and I can do it again. In fact, I can do it as many times as I want to."

With a slow thrust, I entered him again, my cock sliding into his tight entrance. He stretched to accommodate my size, whimpering slightly.

Rowan gasped, his body arching as he still adjusted to my size. "Diego," he whispered. "Oh, fuck. This is too much. I don't think I can—"

I growled, my hips stuttering as I fought the urge to thrust into him harder. Just like the first time, I wanted to savor the moment, making sure that every second of it was going to be unforgettable.

"As you wish, beautiful," I murmured, my lips trailing down his spine.

I began to move, my hips thrusting slowly at first, but gradually picking up the pace. He was already thrusting back against me, pulling me inside of him as deep as possible.

Rowan cried out, his body trembling as I claimed him yet again, his pleasure blending with the pain of being stretched.

"I know you can do it," I growled, my hands gripping his hips as I pounded into him. "Don't be shy. Take all of me."

Rowan whimpered, his body shaking as he took me fully, his pleasure mixing with the pain. "Oh, God," he moaned, his voice echoing his need. "I don't think I can—"

I felt my knot beginning to form again, my cock swelling as I made him mine. Rowan cried out, his body shaking as he felt me swelling inside him. He could barely endure it again.

"You're so perfect," I growled, my lips trailing down his spine. "You take my knot like nobody else can."

Rowan whimpered, his body trembling as he took my knot, his pleasure mixing with the pain. "It's even more painful now than the first time," he moaned. "I feel like I'm going to—"

With a final thrust, I buried myself deep within him, my knot locking us together again as I came, my semen spilling into him. The output was lower than before, but it still coated his insides.

Rowan cried out, his body trembling as he took me, his pleasure becoming more prevalent than his pain.

I pulled him close, his sweat-soaked body pressed against mine. "You've outdone yourself," I whispered, my lips brushing his hair. "And I think we are both satisfied. We can relax and, later, we'll think about what to do."

He nodded, agreeing with me. For now, we didn't have to worry about what we were going to do, but it was a topic we would have to deal with in the next few hours.

After all, I was already thinking about starting a family with this omega. As an alpha who had just found his fated mate, that couldn't be any different.