Page 6 of A Hatchling for Valentine’s

“Vic, oh…”

Kellan thrashed his head from side to side, clutching his fingers in Vic’s hair as he circled his hips in seeming desperation. Vic took him out of his misery by swallowing him down in one move, working the muscles of his throat around Kellan’s cockhead. Vic sucked and pulled, willed Kellan to give up his seed, to fill Vic’s mouth with the wondrous taste of his essence.

“I’m gonna… Vic!”

With a shout, Kellan pulsed warm jets of cum and Vic greedily drank it all. He slowed his movements, gentling his licks so as not to overstimulate him. Vic nuzzled Kellan’s groin, pressing his nose in the crease where Kellan’s hip joined his pelvis, scented his balls then captured one more drop of seed left uncollected.

Vic straightened and almost dropped the bottle of massage oil he’d completely forgotten about in his lust-driven haze. He locked eyes with Kellan.

“I still want you. Want inside.”

Kellan gave a jerky nod. “Yes. That.”

Vic set the container down on the rug then wrapped an arm around Kellan’s waist, hoisting him up then turning him over. In what seemed like an instinctual response, Kellan thrust his ass in the air. Vic took the invitation. He parted Kellan’s cheeks, snaking his tongue up his crease so he could taste every part of him. Never had he been so captivated by a man. For so long, he’d told himself he’d never find his fated mate, so he’d given up on searching for anything beyond a quick release with a lover. But now that he had the one who was meant for him in his arms, he’d never take Kellan for granted.

I’ll give him whatever he desires.

Vic prodded at Kellan’s tight opening, determined to force his way past the rim guarding his hole. Vic teased Kellan with the tip of his tongue until he had him wriggling and begging for more. What else could Vic do but give it to him?

With an insistent push, Vic breached him, tongue-fucking Kellan’s ass with abandon. His own cock was in agony, his balls pulling up in their sac as he fought to keep from coming before Kellan’s inner heat was wrapped around his dick. Reluctantly, Vic removed his tongue, desperate to bury himself in Kellan’s ass.

Vic eyed the bottle he’d set down. Kellan was already slick, but he still yearned to feel their skin slide together, slippery from the oil. After flipping the cap open again, Vic poured a generous amount into the palm of his hand. He set the bottle aside then rubbed his hands together, coating them with the fragrant substance.

“Love you. Relax and let yourself go.”

Vic ran his hands up Kellan’s back then gripped his shoulders, gently squeezing and kneading them before repeating the move. After a couple minutes, Vic poured more oil out and continued to massage Kellan, only this time, he rubbed it on his butt cheeks and down his thighs. They would glide with ease against each other as they fucked.

Once he’d coated his lover in a liberal measure of oil, he straddled him from behind then placed his tip against Kellan’s willing entrance. Kellan pushed back as if trying to take him in and Vic pressed into him, careful not to breach him too quickly. It took all his willpower to hold himself back from ramming into his mate and possibly hurting him.

A sigh fell from Vic’s lips as he filled Kellan’s passage, as the grip of Kellan’s snug ass encased his cock. He hissed as Kellan squeezed him from the inside. His mate had been innocent when they’d first met, but he’d soon learned what pleased Vic.

Just as Vic had hoped, the sensation of their skin as they slid together created such a delicious friction, he knew he wouldn’t last. Kellan gripped him from the inside again, clenching and releasing around his dick and Vic tumbled over the edge, shouting his release as he shot his seed into Kellan. His wolf howled inside as his cock swelled at the base, knotting Kellan to him.

Vic had never given Kellan the claim bite out of worry that he would somehow be changing his swan mate, that Kellan would no longer be the marvelous, amazing man he was. But his wolf wouldn’t allow him to resist the urge any longer. Kellan was his rightful, fated mate. He was meant to be claimed by Vic. Nothing about that truth could be wrong.

Throwing his head back and letting loose a throaty howl, Vic then clamped on the crook of Kellan’s neck, sinking his teeth into his mate’s flesh in a bite he’d never believed he’d have the joy to give. A startled cry burst from Kellan and he struggled for a moment before going limp. Vic’s fangs retracted but his knot remained firm. He licked and soothed the bite marks, helping them to heal, yet knowing the scars of his claim would remain as a sign to all that Kellan belonged to him.

Vic wrapped his arm loosely around Kellan’s throat as his knot receded. He nuzzled behind Kellan’s ear, placing light kisses along his jaw and the back of his neck.

“Did I hurt you too much?”

Kellan clasped the arm Vic had curled around him. “It was sharp, but over with right away. Was that the claiming bite?”

“Yes.” He scented Kellan, never able to get enough of his smell. “My wolf drove me on. I hope you’re not angry with me.”

“Not angry. I’m surprised, but more than anything, so relieved.”

Vic jerked up his head. That wasn’t at all what he’d expected Kellan to say. “Relieved? I don’t understand.”

“When you told me you hadn’t bitten me because you didn’t want to change my swan, I thought maybe it was an excuse. But now I know. You want me as your forever mate.”

Vic dropped his forehead to Kellan’s shoulders. “Oh, sweetheart. When I proposed, I meant that to be how I’d show you I wanted you as my forever mate.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to doubt you. I get scared, that’s all.”

Vic peppered Kellan’s neck and shoulders with kisses, then nipped his ear before whispering, “You never have to be scared again. You’re stuck with me for good.”

Kellan giggled and all was right again with the world.