***
With each hand gripping each of Ryan’s thighs, and his gaze still intensely upon him, Jeremy began to move inside his mate’s warm tight channel. His hips swayed against Ryan, rocking back and forth as he thrust with agonizing slowness and with such skillful precision Ryan thought he would go insane with pleasure. Jeremy knew his mate’s body very well, knew what drove him crazy, and also knew the perfect angle to nail that sweet button inside him. It was so good Ryan felt himself on the edge of another climax before he knew what was happening.
“Jeremy…” He cried out as his body went taut.
“Really?” Jeremy chuckled breathlessly.
“Fuck off, Jeremy.” Ryan gasped. “Come with me, please.” His breath came in increasingly hoarse gasps as he stared up at his mate with all the love he felt inside.
“You mean, join you on the ‘one-minute train?” Jeremy groaned as he threw his head back and tried to delay his climax. Tension coiled deep inside him as sensations assailed his senses. He’d almost followed Ryan over the edge earlier thanks to those delicious rhythmic contractions he’d felt on his cock as Ryan came. He’d been trying very hard not to come since then.
“You know you want to.” Ryan breathed. “Come here, baby.” He whispered
Jeremy leaned over Ryan, covering him with his body but making sure he wasn’t crushing him with his weight. Then he lowered his head to Ryan’s neck, his mark calling to him. Jeremy’s thrusts became sharper, deeper, and almost frenzied. He was ready to bathe the insides of his gorgeous mate with his essence.
“I love you too…” Ryan breathed when he felt his mate’s tongue on his mark. He knew what was coming and willed it to happen. “Yes…” He whimpered wantonly just as he felt his mate’s fangs sinking deep into his neck. His world exploded.
Both men grunted and moaned their pleasure as ecstasy rocked their bodies. As usual, the combination of sexual pleasure and each feeling what the other felt for him was so intense it left them in a euphoric stupor. Jeremy only withdrew his fangs when they both became calm. After licking the wound close, he looked down at his adorable mate and felt his heart turn over in his chest. Ryan was just perfect. His eyes were closed but his lips were curved in a contented smile. Jeremy couldn’t have stopped himself from pressing a kiss to those luscious lips even if he’d wanted to.
“Sure this is not why you woke me up?” Jeremy murmured against Ryan’s lips.
“Don’t flatter yourself.” Ryan snorted. “Stay in me for a while?”
“Can’t,” Jeremy muttered as he pulled out of Ryan. “I don’t want to stifle your highness in there.”
“Your kid is robbing me of so much.” Ryan groaned as Jeremy wiped him clean. “I can’t wait for it to come out so that I can…enjoy stuff again.”
“Stuff like…” Jeremy raised an eyebrow.
“Having you stay inside me after a fuck, for one.” He ground out. “Shifting, going back to work, being…”
“And what makes you think you will be free to do all that when the baby comes?” Jeremy cut him off. “I’m told when they come out and start giving you sleepless nights, you’ll wish they were back inside you instead.” He got into bed beside Ryan and drew the covers over them.
“When I get to that bridge, I’ll cross it,” Ryan mumbled, snuggling closer to Jeremy. “I enjoyed that.” He breathed after a while.
“I loved it.” Jeremy pressed a kiss to his sleepy mate’s forehead.
“Jeremy?” murmured.
“U-huh?”
“Philip needs to get Deloris and Mama Cora to give some kind of backup to the wolves,” Ryan said. “Something real bad is about to happen.”
“I’ll inform him right away.” Jeremy sighed and then leaned down to kiss Ryan. “Thanks.” He muttered but his mate was already snoring softly.
The alpha of alphas immediately got on his mind-link with Philip. The earlier, the better.
***
“They’re all going to guess what we just did.” Troy groaned as he strolled beside Philip on the beautiful private beach. “And rightly so too.” He added in a shame-filled voice.
It was a public holiday so Philip had decided to come to the beach with his family and a few of their friends, to relax and have fun. They’d decided that because of Ryan, a private beach would be preferable to a public one. They wanted to avoid attracting weird looks and questions from humans. So far, they’d all had a lot of fun. Philip and Troy had excused themselves about an hour earlier and gone to have some naughty fun where no one could see them.
“And what’s wrong with that?” Philip snorted, glancing at his mate’s flushed face. “Would you rather I stopped touching you because of what people will think?”
“What?” Troy whispered, his eyes widening in alarm. “No.” The gasp that tore out of him sounded almost desperate. But then he saw the amused smirk on Philip’s face and immediately felt heat suffuse his face. “I mean, you could stop if you want to.” He muttered, trying to gain some level of dignity.
“I probably should,” Philip responded smoothly.
“You want to?” Troy stopped walking and stared at Philip, feeling his heart drop into his stomach. Philip wanted to stop touching him? Troy could barely hear the roar of the ocean over the rapid beat of his heart.
“Well, you did suggest it.” Philip tried very hard to maintain a serious face. It was all he could do not to hug his adorably naive mate right then.
“Oh.” Troy started to walk again. He didn’t know what to say. Not for long though. “I said you could stop if you wanted to.”
“Yes, that’s what you said,” Philip said with mock seriousness which was totally lost on Troy.
“So you don’t want to…” Troy swallowed hard, staring straight ahead. “You don’t want me anymore?” He sounded so wretched Philip gave up.