“God, look at you.” Justice slowed down, then carefully pulled out. “Turn over.”
This was it. He was about to be claimed, linked to Justice for the rest of his years. Wick had been alone for so long. Escorts and house lords didn’t count. Wick yearned for a real home. Justice would be that.
His nerves were ablaze. Every touch, look, lick, every feeling Justice gave him took him closer to nirvana. Justice brought one of Wick’s legs up and kissed the meaty part of his calf. He placed his leg up on his shoulder and pushed back inside. Justice was leaking inside him, making the glide just enough, delicious and sensual. Wick grabbed his cock, but Justice hurried to take over that job. He stroked Wick in time with his lunges.
“You feel so amazing. Better than I ever dreamed.” Wick’s ass clenched and Justice yelled his pleasure. Wick’s vision flashed before him, his animal riding him to hurry up and be claimed. Wick gave Justice a look of affection, adoration and respect before he cast his eyes down, tilted his head and shown his throat to his Beloved, his Alpha, his true destined mate.
Justice growled and grunted, made noises like they were battling. His voice was thick, shredded, as long canines descended over Justice’s thick bottom lip. He wanted those sharp teeth in him, wanted to see if his Beloved’s bite was as penetrating as his own. Wick bucked back against Justice’s strokes with craving and vigor. His orgasm hit with a force that rose from someplace deep inside, someplace filled with overwhelming love. Ropes of pearly liquid hit Justice’s abs, then ran down his fist while he milked all Wick had to give him. When Wick began to smear his essence into Justice’s hot skin, marking him in his own way, Justice pulled Wick tight to him and let nature take over.
Justice thrust manically, his balls slapping loudly against Wick’s ass. His rhythm fell away the tighter Wick clenched around him. He felt Justice give him a couple shallower, determined thrusts and wrapped his thick bicep around Wick’s waist, pulling him up against his hairy chest. Justice howled and shot so deep inside his ass it warmed his chilly soul. Wick tilted his head and exposed his most vulnerable part. Justice growled and sank his sharp teeth into his throat. Wick yelled loudly, the sounds echoing off the walls as he came again, harder, longer.
“You are mine… mate.”
Wick felt their link grow exponentially. He felt so many things, like he was tumbling down a ravine, a whirlwind of colors and beauty rushing past him. Justice’s life. His mate ejaculated every joy, hurt, secret, and promises he had. Wick heard another shout of pleasure and realized it was him. It was so much and not enough. If it weren’t for his mate anchoring him, he would’ve drifted away. “Beloved,” Wick murmured, slumping back into the plush bedding, feeling sleep call for him. Justice went down with him, licking at his mark he’d left. Wick reached up and ran his cool fingertips over the sensitive skin. Wick shuddered.
Justice lazily nipped at Wick’s fingers. “All mine.”
“Yes.”
Justice continued to lick Wick’s fingers and neck until he was satisfied with his mark. His wolf was only able to enjoy his contentedness for a second. Wick’s captain came barreling through the suite’s door using his speed, slamming to a halt just after crossing the threshold to the bedroom.
“What is going on? The ground trembled. I felt it! We all felt it.” Captain Erman looked ready to spit venom. “Chadwick.”
Justice’s chest warmed and the air shimmered dangerously around him. Captain Erman tried not to grimace at the amount of power Justice was pushing at him but he failed miserably, making a sound no man should ever make. Without taking his ice-cold blue eyes off the stupid captain, Justice pulled the sheet up over his mate’s naked body, not stopping until only his mark was visible.
“Erman you should leave now,” Wick hissed.
“Everyone felt it,” Justice growled, his voice a thunderous grumble with his canines lowered. He spoke his wolf’s thoughts. “But you’re the only idiot that came in here. You interrupt pointlessly when I’m with my mate! In my world that’s a punishable offense!”
The vampire’s eyes were steely black, Justice could see angry slivers of red like a bunch of busted blood vessels. “My duty is to my King. To Wick. I’m not in your world, Alpha.”
“WICK IS MY WORLD!” Justice roared.
The vampire captain folded over, clasping at his gut. He shot his head up, baring his lethal fangs, hissing in Justice’s direction. He hadn’t encountered a hostile vampire before but he knew he was about to. Erman had finally crossed the line. “You are an intruder in my world, Captain Erman,” Justice said seriously. Deathly.
“Capitán, estas loco! Come out, now!”