Chapter Twelve

Tobias

We came back from running refreshed and relaxed. And, in my case, healed. I couldn't remember a time I felt better and was just glad Leon thought of the whole idea. Why hadn't the healer? I remembered when we were talking and he had said something about running, but I thought it was just conversation and told him I didn't have anywhere to really do that. Maybe he had planned to recommend a shift…and I'd somehow thrown him off and made him suggest something else? Either way, I felt so good, and it didn't hurt that my mate was at my side and the heat between us after the shift was hotter than the oven that burned me.

He drove us home at a speed just a bit over the limit because, as he said, "It takes longer to get a ticket than to go at a reasonable pace." But his fingers tapped the steering wheel, and his tented trousers told more of the tale. It seemed to take hours instead of minutes before we pulled up in front of his house and spilled out of the truck. This time, I did not wait for him to let me out, just met him at the front of the truck, linked hands, and together, we ran for the front door and exploded into the house. We were stripping ourselves and one another as we moved through the living room and hallway on the way to the bedroom. In the doorway, he pulled me close to him and kissed me, our breathing loud in the quiet room. He backed me toward the bed then lifted me, my legs going around his hips, our rigid cocks pinned between us.

Parting my lips, I allowed his tongue admittance, shifting higher until the tip of his cock was poised at my slick opening. Everything about this moment was out of time and magic, but I needed him in me, needed him to knot me, and I wanted to wear his mark.

He hadn't done it last time…

When he broke our kiss for breath, I whispered, "I want all of you, alpha. Please don't hold back tonight."

He was panting, but his eyes bored into me. "Are you sure? Once we're mated, there's no going back."

"If you are my mate, there's no going back anyway." I unwound my legs and let my feet fall to the floor. "It's a matter of Fate."

"But there's always free will, omega. So, I ask again; do you want everything?"

I kissed him, showing with my lips and teeth and tongue that I did, but then I said, "Everything, alpha."

Because sometimes you have to use your words.

From there, he asked no more questions, just eased me onto the edge of the mattress with my ass hanging off, knees pressed to my chest, and my ass cheeks spread wide. He wasted no time, my slick easing his thrust. When he was balls deep, he reached for my cock and jerked it several times before replacing his hand with mine. I was so deep into the moment I barely noticed the change until he urged me to stroke myself.

"I won't take long, omega."

He clearly wanted me to come before he did, but as the speed of his thrusts increased, my strokes lost rhythm. Instead, I clung to him, my cock only receiving friction from the movement of our bodies, but to my shock, that was all it took, and I was spurting my cum onto both of us seconds before I felt the heat of his cum filling me and then, as he sagged over me, braced on his arms, his knot swelled, and his teeth pierced my shoulder.

And seconds after that, my teeth sunk into his shoulder in turn.

It was too much…everything went dark, and I blacked out for a moment, awaking to find him rolling us to the side, still connected in the most intimate clasp of alpha and omega. We were fated mates, but this act had left a visible mark. Anyone who saw it, at least any shifter, would know I belonged to someone. And anyone who saw us together would know that someone was Leon. My alpha. My fated. My true mate.

And yet, a panic lay under the joy and pleasure. Mates usually jumped right in with both feet, literally. But I wasn't ready for that. But then I let it all go. For now. For tonight. The future would have to take care of itself.