Chapter Seven
Sacha ate in a daze and followed Jared home. He had no idea what the hell was going on. He thought Jared had planned to tell him to fuck off, not actually fuck him and bond with him.
He walked into the house they shared and winced at the mess it was in.
“Gonna take a while to clean up.” Jared’s amused voice said behind him. “Shower?”
Not waiting for Sacha to answer, Jared grabbed his hand and dragged him along until they reached Jared’s room. He pulled Sacha into the bathroom and immediately stripped. Sacha stared at all the naked flesh Jared revealed, and his fangs lengthened.
“Sacha. Naked now.”
Sacha looked up from where he’d been staring at Jared’s body. “Huh?”
“I want you naked, Sacha. I want to touch you-”
“I don’t understand.”
“What’s to understand?” Sacha blinked when Jared stepped closer and stroked his face, smiling at him. “We’re mates, Sacha.”
“But, you left.” Sacha stepped back, breaking the contact. “You left me.”
“And now I’m here standing in front of you. I’ve seen mates together, and I want that for us. Neither of us has had a relationship with another person, and now I know why. Take me, Sacha.”
It took Sacha a split second to decide, and then he lunged forward, grabbing the back of Jared’s head, pulling it down to his and crashing their lips together.
Jared’s arms closed around him and pulled them together, making Sacha groan at the contact. He’d waited years for this moment. Years to feel Jared’s skin on his.
Jared’s tongue licked his lips, and on a moan, Sacha opened them.
Their first real kiss.
Sacha was swept away as emotions he never thought he’d feel rushed over him.
He could hear Jared whispering to him, and he pulled back when Jared’s thumbs wiped the tears from his cheeks.
They kissed softly, staring into each other’s eyes until Jared deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping into Sacha’s mouth, and Sacha closed his eyes, letting their tongues touch and caress.
Jared moved them slowly over to the shower, and Sacha jumped when the warm water hit him. Jared stepped back and grabbed the washcloth and gel while Sacha stood there letting Jared clean him, loving the attention his mate was giving him.
More tears slid free, and Jared leaned forward to kiss them away. Sacha smiled at him, and Jared kissed his lips.
“I love you.”
Jared kissed him again. “I know.”
Once Jared had cleaned him, he turned the shower off and helped Sacha out, reaching for a towel to dry them both.
He followed Jared when he pulled him from the bathroom and let him push him onto the bed. He stared up at him, marveling at the fact that they were naked together and that he was finally going to be with his mate.
Jared dropped something on the bed next to him, and Sacha turned his head to see a bottle of lube. They were actually going to do this.
Jared crawled up between his legs and slowly lay down on top of him until there was no space between them. He stared up in wonder into Jared’s deep blue eyes.
He lifted his hand and traced Jared’s face, enjoying the sensation of his skin under his fingers. “I never thought-”
“Mate,” Jared whispered before closing the final few inches between them and kissing him.
Sacha closed his eyes, opening his mouth, letting their tongues tangle together. Within seconds, the kiss changed from soft and gentle to hard and deep. Jared’s tongue thrust into his mouth and Sacha gave up all control, letting Jared own him body and soul.
Because Jared did own him. He always had from the first moment Sacha had met him.
They lay kissing for several long minutes until Jared broke it and kissed over Sacha’s jaw and further down. When he licked across Sacha’s beating pulse, he whispered, “Here. You’ll bite me here and make me yours.”
Sacha whimpered and Jared kissed his neck before moving down his chest. Once he reached his nipples, he paused, then kissed the skin. Taking one in his mouth, Jared sucked hard, and Sacha cried out, his hands gripping Jared’s hair.
“Jared,” he whimpered.
“Shh, Sacha. I’ve got you.”
“Don’t let me go,” Sacha pleaded.
“Never again.”
Jared moved to his other nipple and Sacha groaned when he nipped it. Licking across the flesh, Jared raised his eyes, and they stared at each other as Jared’s tongue flicked Sacha’s nipple.
He moaned, his hips arching up and Jared moved his hands down, grabbing hold of them and keeping them on the bed.
“Your arm,” Sacha gasped.
“It’s fine.”
Jared kept eye contact, flicking Sacha’s nipple and licking the hard nub.
He opened his mouth and sucked it in, and Sacha shuddered, watching him work the flesh. Releasing it, Jared moved back to his other nipple and kissed it, then kissed a path down his chest and abs until he was above his hard, leaking dick.
He blew across the head, causing Sacha to shiver. Keeping eye contact, Sacha watched as Jared slowly let his tongue lick across the head.
Sacha cried out, his body shaking, sweat breaking out over his skin. So long he’d dreamed of this moment, and now it was finally here, he was going to fuck it up by coming too soon.
Sacha’s orgasm caught him by surprise. His balls tightened, and the tingle rolled through him. He barely had time to tell Jared to move when the first pulse of come spurted free.
“Fuck, Sacha.”
Sacha barely heard him, his orgasm so intense that all he could hear was a loud roar in his ears. His body arched up, and he cried out again as more come erupted.
Jared stroked his dick, keeping his orgasm flowing until finally he slumped back onto the bed and lay there gasping, sweat running down the sides of his body and face.
Jared moved up and leaned over him. “Beautiful,” he whispered, kissing him deeply.
Sacha sighed into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Jared’s shoulders, holding him, his body relaxing.
“I haven’t finished yet.”
Sacha smiled up at him. “I have great recovery time.”
“Do you now?” Jared grinned. “That’s good to know.”
They continued kissing, then Jared moved down and hovered over Sacha’s dick again. “Hope you’re ready now.”
He licked the head, and Sacha closed his eyes. After a few licks, Jared sucked in the head, and Sacha moaned loudly as hot, wet heat covered it. Jared lavished it with attention. He sucked and licked and rubbed until Sacha was a sweaty mess again.
“Hold your legs up for me.”
Sacha slowly moved his hands and pulled his legs up and out and watched Jared lick down his shaft. He nuzzled his balls, and with their eyes locked again, Jared sucked one into his mouth.
“Shit,” Sacha cried, his hips shuddering.
Jared’s tongue swirled around, and he then released it and sucked on the skin, pulling it away from Sacha’s ball.
Sacha gasped. No one had paid attention to his balls before, and it seemed that Jared was out to torment him. He could feel them tighten again and moaned when the tingle started.
“Stop, Jared. So close.”
“Then come again.”
Jared moved to Sacha’s other nut and suckled the skin and Sacha groaned loudly, his hips humping the air. The tingling intensified when Jared’s mouth closed around his ball.
“Oh, Jared!”
He arched back, shooting again, come coating his abs. His orgasm didn’t last as long as his first but was no less intense. He slumped back down on the bed, breathing heavily and moaned quietly when Jared licked down his perineum.
How he still had hold of his legs and kept them in the air, Sacha didn’t know, but he lay there feeling Jared’s tongue slowly work its way closer to his hole.
“Have you ever?”
“Once,” Jared answered. “Didn’t think I’d do it again but I want to with you.”
“Are you sure?” The ‘sure’ came out high pitched when Jared circled his hole.
Chuckling, Jared continued, his wet tongue sliding over Sacha’s wrinkled flesh. He didn’t move quickly but kept swirling around and around it, getting it nice and wet.
Sacha tensed when he felt a finger probe his hole, and he tried to relax. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had sex. Once he’d met Jared, that was it. He only wanted his mate.
“How long?”
Sacha whimpered. “Years.”
“Oh Sacha,” came the quiet response.
Jared’s finger ran over his wrinkled flesh as his tongue continued to suck and lick his hole. At some point, Sacha felt his finger push in, but by then, he was too worked up to notice. He wanted to feel Jared’s hard, hot length pounding his hole. He wanted Jared to own him completely.
One finger became two, and at that point, Sacha said, “Enough. Please, Jared. I need you.”
Jared kneeled between his legs and Sacha licked his lip at the sight of his cock. Long and thick, it curved slightly to one side, a beautiful gold color that Sacha was dying to taste. It was going to feel so good in his ass.
Jared eased down, and Sacha watched him guide his dick to his hole. Sacha felt the soft spongy head on his hole, and he pushed out, eager to feel it fill him.
The head pushed in and Sacha tensed at the sting and burn in his ass. Once the head popped through, Jared paused, panting harshly above him, waiting for the signal he was ready. Once Sacha nodded, Jared pushed in steadily until eventually he was in completely and his balls were touching Sacha’s ass.
Sacha raised his arms and looped them over Jared’s shoulders, pulling him down. They kissed slowly, tongues dancing languidly as Jared swirled his hips. Jared sucked at Sacha’s lips, biting the top then the bottom, his hips moving gently.
Sacha could feel Jared’s heart racing, the sweat coating his skin, the heavy breaths on his face. The moves were slow at first, but gradually the pace and length of his thrusts increased.
The slow, short strokes became fast, long thrusts. Each one took Jared’s dick almost out of Sacha’s ass before thrusting back in.
Sacha grunted every time, and cried, “Yes, Jared. Oh yes. Fuck me. Fuck me!”
Sacha moaned as Jared pounded his ass, and he raised his hips, meeting every thrust, but it wasn’t deep enough.
He lifted his legs and wrapped them around Jared’s back, locking his ankles together. He moved in time with Jared, crying out every time Jared’s dick brushed his prostate. The come coating their abs, rubbed his dick, and it soon hardened.
He closed his eyes, letting Jared do whatever he wanted. He rode the lust and pleasure that consumed him.
“Sacha.” He opened his eyes, and Jared smiled. “Love the red in your eyes.”
He smiled back, and they kissed again, deep, wet, dirty kisses as they tried to consume each other. His hands roamed over Jared’s back, touching every inch of skin he could reach. Being denied his mate for so long, he knew this time wouldn’t be enough and he needed to feel everything he could, touch everywhere he could.
Their teeth clashed, tongues battling as they consumed each other. Sacha’s hands gripped and pulled at Jared’s flesh. His fangs lengthened, but he didn’t stop kissing even when he nicked Jared’s lip.
He sucked it into his mouth, his eyes rolling back into his head as the coppery taste filled his mouth. Soon, he would sink his fangs in deep and make Jared his. His blood would flow into his mouth and Sacha would feel their connection, their bond snap into place.
Jared pulled away, staring intensely at him. “I’m close. Do it. Bite me now.”
Sacha hissed and lunged up, his fangs piercing Jared’s flesh. Drinking his blood, Sacha groaned, the rich coppery taste, the connection, the bond developing between, coalescing into a beautiful kaleidoscope of color and emotion.
Jared cried out, his hips slamming in deep, stilling, then moving out to slam back in again. Sacha grabbed his dick and stroked it twice, and then he too was coming.
He took a few more mouthfuls of Jared’s blood and then licked the wound closed. The connection thrummed between them, and Sacha felt that he could almost reach out and touch it. He could feel Jared in him, could feel how much he loved him.
“Oh Jared,” he whispered.
Jared never said a word and Sacha stroked his back when he felt the tears on his neck.