Nix was everything he could’ve hoped for in a man. Not just physically, though he was perfectly stunning. No, it was more than that. It was the way he was looking at Noah, as though he could see into his soul, and liked what he saw.
Nix spread his legs, lips kicking up in a smile. Noah wasted no time discarding his own sweats and underwear before crawling between his mate’s sinewy thighs. His attention shifted to the rather impressive cock straining toward the ceiling. His mate’s rod was a respectable eight inches, at least, and a girth that would fill Noah nicely. He shivered in anticipation.
Nix’s cock was surrounded by a nest of neatly trimmed curlies that were a shade or so darker than the hair on his head, and a set of heavy balls rested underneath. Crouching, Noah grasped the shaft and tasted the pearly drop on the flared head, and was satisfied by the swift intake of breath, followed by a needy moan from his partner.
Next, he took the head in his mouth, sucking. Then he slowly worked his way to the base, licking and sucking more, until he was swallowing the whole member. Again and again he loved on Nix’s cock, getting to know every single spot while kneading the man’s balls.
“Noah,” he groaned. “Shit, baby! If you keep that up, I’m gonna come!”
“Isn’t that the point?” He grinned up at his mate.
“Eventually.” He raised a brow, smiling back and the sight took Noah’s breath away. “But I want to make sure you feel good, too, while I come inside you. I want to fuck you, now. Come here.”
Oh, God. Noah about combusted, right there. Heart pounding, he crawled up Nix’s body, into his arms, and found himself enfolded into a strong embrace. Nix rolled them, settled his bigger body over Noah’s, lowered his head, and took Noah’s mouth with a passion that curled his toes.
The kiss was fierce, possessive, and yet gentle at the same time. It left no doubt to whom Noah belonged, and made his heart soar. He could’ve wept with sheer joy.
Nix broke the kiss, stroking his face. “Shifters don’t need condoms. Of course, you know that.”
“I know.” Nix hadn’t needed to tell him that, given Noah’s job at Sanctuary. It was Nix’s way of making sure Noah was on the same page with where they were going. “I’m ready.”
“Good. Because I can’t wait any longer to be with you.”
Yes, finally. “Me, either. Please, Nix, don’t wait anymore.”
Leaning over, Nix opened the drawer of the night stand and dug out a bottle of lube. Noah watched, mouth dry, as Nix knelt between his spread legs. Noah’s cock was hard and throbbing, curved against his stomach. He shivered with lust when Nix coated his fingers with lube and wrapped them around Noah’s shaft.
“Please,” he whispered.
Nix’s big hand felt wonderful wrapped around his cock. Even more so when he began to slide it up and down the rigid length, sending Noah’s arousal through the roof. Noah bucked into his mate’s touch, unable to prevent the ragged moans that escaped his lips. He was almost mindless with need when his mate lifted his rear, parted his ass cheeks, and began to massage the lube into his opening.
“Got to get you ready for me,” Nix said. “Don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re doing fine.”
“Tell me if I cause you any pain, and I’ll stop.” From his serious expression, he meant every word.
Noah’s heart fluttered. “I promise, but you won’t.”
That was good enough for his mate, who continued to stretch him. One finger, then two. The slight burn became cycles of intense pleasure, and Noah was afraid he’d come from that alone if his man didn’t hurry up. Finally, Nix cupped his bottom, bringing the head of his cock to his opening.
Eyes never leaving Noah’s, he pushed inside. Slowly and carefully, he worked his way deeper, an expression of wonder on his handsome face. Noah knew how he felt. Joining with the one man in the universe truly meant to be his was like nothing he’d ever experienced. The first tendrils of a golden thread began to wind its way between them, and the pleasure was so intense he thought he might pass out.
Thankfully, he didn’t. He kept his focus on the wonderful feeling of his mate filling him, the sight of him pumping into Noah, the muscles of his chest and arms standing out in relief. Nix began to work himself fast, thrusting in and out, heightening the ecstasy to nearly unbearable levels.
Nix lowered him to the bed and covered him with his body, fusing their mouths together. They moved as one, and Noah thought, This is making love. This is what I’ve been missing all my life. Nothing else could ever compare again.
“Oh, God,” Nix breathed. “Baby . . .”
Their desire finally crested and spiraled out of control. Noah turned his head to the side, exposing his neck. “Bite me. Please.”