Dex’s smile was glorious, and Sloane pulled Dex onto his lap, needing to kiss him, to feel their bodies pressed together. This time, their kiss was slow and sweet, filled with promises and trust. There was no one he had more faith in than the man right here in his arms. For the rest of his life, Dex would be who he turned to first, who he confided in, asked for help when he needed it. Dex would shelter him, protect his heart, and love him.
Sloane pulled away, and Dex got up so Sloane could move back on the bed. Dex crawled over him, their lips once again locked in a passionate kiss, their tongues tangling, savoring. It was slow, like they had all the time in the world even though they only had a few minutes. Dex laced his fingers with Sloane’s and moved his arms above his head. He spread Sloane’s legs, and Sloane brought his knees up. Dex left him long enough to grab the packet of lube from his tac pants before returning to him, kissing him.
Even with this being about them needing release, it didn’t diminish their love for each other. Sometimes they made love. It was sweet and sexy and amazing. Sometimes they were both horny and needed to get their hands on their mate, and sometimes they just needed a good hard fuck. Dex trailed scorching kisses down Sloane’s chin to his neck and down his chest. He scraped his nails across Sloane’s skin, running his fingers down every curve of muscle, every dip. Sloane wanted to close his eyes, to lose himself in the sensations Dex was bringing him, but instead he watched Dex, memorizing the way his blond hair fell over his brow, the flush on Dex’s skin, the plumpness of those sweet lips, and the heat Dex left behind with every kiss he placed against Sloane’s skin. Dex wasn’t just going to fuck him, he was worshipping him, pouring his heart and soul into every kiss.
The tear of the lube packet was followed by cool liquid against Sloane’s hole as Dex pushed one finger in. Sloane hissed at the intrusion, wriggling underneath Dex as Dex continued to drive him wild with his mouth. Sloane’s cock was hard, jutted up against his stomach, and he groaned when Dex licked at the pearl of precome at Sloane’s rosy tip. He sucked
the head of Sloane’s cock into his mouth, and Sloane bucked underneath him. A second finger joined the first, and Sloane couldn’t help but release a low moan. He slipped his fingers back into Dex’s hair, stroking softly as Dex’s hot mouth moved on Sloane, swallowing Sloane down to the root before moving back up.
“Dex,” Sloane pleaded, tugging at Dex’s hair. Dex took the hint, moving up to kiss Sloane, his fingers still working Sloane’s entrance, stretching him. Sloane grabbed a pillow from beside his head and lifted his hips to slip it underneath him. He wrapped his legs around Dex’s waist, and Dex replaced his fingers with his cock. Sloane groaned into Dex’s mouth as the initial burn gave way, and pleasure rippled through Sloane’s body as Dex began to move inside him. Sloane wrapped his arms around Dex to keep him from moving away. Sloane loved having Dex’s weight on him, loved feeling the strength of the man in his arms. He ran his hands down the delicious curve of Dex’s spine to cup Dex’s ass, digging his fingers into those plump cheeks.
Not long ago, he would have held himself back, not just physically but emotionally. Now he left himself completely exposed. His heart was right there between them, vulnerable, open for Dex to do with as he pleased. He’d bared his soul to Dex, put what little faith he’d had at the time in Dex. It was terrifying how easily Dex could shatter him.
“I’m yours, always,” Sloane whispered, nuzzling Dex’s temple before placing a kiss behind Dex’s ear. He inhaled deep, allowing Dex’s scent to envelop him. There was nothing like the scent of his mate. Dex’s muscles pulled and strained as he moved.
Dex moved back enough to look down at Sloane, an almost shy smile on his face. His cheeks were flushed, his kiss-swollen lips slightly parted. Sloane ran a thumb over one of Dex’s thick eyebrows.
“You’re so beautiful.”
Dex kissed him, his movement growing quicker, their panting breath the only sound in the room. Sloane held on tight to Dex, his head thrown back as Dex snapped his hips. Dex nipped at his exposed neck, then followed up with a kiss. He drove himself deep into Sloane, their bodies moving together, their skin flushed and beaded with sweat. At that moment, nothing existed outside the two of them.
“Sloane,” Dex breathed, his face a study in pure ecstasy.
“Do it,” Sloane growled, urging Dex to take what he needed. Dex pulled out and flipped Sloane over onto his stomach. He looked at Dex over his shoulder, moaning at the sight of Dex stroking himself, his bottom lip between his teeth, before he parted Sloane’s asscheeks.
“Fuck, your ass is a thing of beauty.”
“Fuck my ass is what I’m waiting on.”
Dex leaned in to pull Sloane’s earlobe between his teeth before murmuring, “Who’s in charge here?”
“You are,” Sloane said with a groan. “Please.”
Dex hummed and ran a hand over Sloane’s flank before slapping his asscheek, leaving him tingling. Sloane sucked in a sharp breath and arched his back in response.
“Fuck me, Dex. Please.”
Dex pressed himself to Sloane’s back, rubbing his cock against Sloane’s crease. “Tell me what you want.”
“I need you to fuck me.”
“How bad?”
“I need your cock inside me so fucking bad. I want to feel you for hours.”
“Baby, you’re going to be feeling me for days.” Dex drove himself inside Sloane, and Sloane cried out. He grabbed fistfuls of the bedsheets, and Dex plastered himself to Sloane’s back, one arm around Sloane’s neck, his free hand grabbing a handful of Sloane’s hair as he pounded Sloane into the mattress, his thrusts deep and hard.
“Oh, fuck. Fuck,” Sloane growled, his fingers digging into Dex’s forearm. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, and Sloane was grateful for the soundproofing. Not to mention the Therian-size bed that rocked beneath them. Dex’s hips lost their rhythm, his panting breath in Sloane’s ear as he lost himself in fucking Sloane. He snapped his hips once more, and Dex turned Sloane’s head, bringing their mouths together as Dex came inside him, his body trembling with his release. After one final hard thrust, he turned Sloane onto his back and swallowed Sloane’s cock. When Dex slipped his finger between Sloane’s cheeks and along the trail of come, Sloane’s release exploded through him. He cried out, his muscles tightening and his toes curling. He came inside Dex’s mouth, and Dex took all of him. When he was done, he licked his lips and moved up Sloane’s body, letting his head rest against Sloane’s.
“When I’m with you, it’s like the world slows down and I can just… be. You ground me, Sloane. I’d be lost without you.”
Dex’s body trembled, and Sloane smiled lazily as Dex moved down to lay his head on Sloane’s chest. Sloane wrapped an arm around Dex’s back and absently stroked Dex’s shoulder.
“We should clean up and get dressed,” Sloane said, chuckling at Dex’s groan.
“But I’m so comfy.”
“What if I make it worth your while?”