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Jared nodded frantically, allowing himself to be positioned above Steve's dick. Holding the base, Steve nudged Jared's backside until he felt the spit slick opening. He rubbed it against the stretched opening and with his other hand on Jared's shoulder, pushed his hand gently down to let him know he was ready for him to move down.

Jared pushed himself onto the blunt head as Steve pushed gently upward. There was a slow, deep burn as Steve's head breached him. Jared gave a soft gasp, but continued to press downward slowly until he was all the way seated.

“Ohh...”

“Take as long as you need, babe.”

Jared took in a shuddering breath and nodded, then gave an experimental wiggle. He followed that by another wiggle, then rose slightly before sliding back down.”

“Now?” Steve growled softly.

Jared nodded and was rewarded with Steve beginning slow upward thrusts that quickly became sharp and fast once they'd found the angle that hit his prostate the most often. Jared became lost in the maelstrom of sensation, only dimly aware that they were now rolling over, a brief moment of reason only surfacing as a single drop of Steve's sweat dripped onto his face. He lunged in for a desperate kiss, teeth clashing. Wrapping his legs tightly around Steve's waist, he urged him on. Steve complied by thrusting harder, faster, and more erratically, one hand on Jared's hip as his other snaked forward to grasp Jared's shaft firmly within his palm. Stroking Jared hard and fast, in time to his thrusts, he was swept over the precipice himself as Jared came with a sudden yell. The sight of Jared's back arched, face contorted in the beautiful agony of orgasm, the scent of his come that painted both of their chests and abs, completely finished him. The wolf surged forth as Steve stared mesmerized at the sight of Jared's bared throat arching towards him. He struck, his teeth sinking in at the juncture of Jared's neck and shoulder. Jared gave a second scream, hands fisting Steve's hair, tugging painfully. Steve took a deep draught, savoring the rich, warm taste of Jared's blood. Once satisfied, he pulled away, licked the wounds closed, then gazed in silent rapture at the marks he'd made while feeling the sensation of his own come slick within Jared's channel.He raised his eyes to meet Jared's.

“You okay?”

Jared nodded. “More than.”

Steve smiled, then pulled his softened cock out. Jared hissed at the movement. Steve arched an eyebrow.

“Okay, a little tender, but in a good way. And, uh, where you bit me stings.”

Steve leaned his head down and gave the marks another quick lick. I'm sorry. That'll fade shortly though, as my saliva does its thing.”

“It's okay, I knew you'd have to do the claiming bite. And 'its thing'?” Jared gave a low laugh. “You mean the healing thing I read about?”

“Yeah,” Steve said, rolling off of him, stretching out next to him on the bed and then pulling him close for a cuddle. “Also has some anesthetic qualities, but those could be better. I suppose since the healing is so fast, nature thought it wasn't as much a necessity.”

“It's already just a low throb,” Jared reassured him, giving a yawn. “Didn't expect the fire though.”

“Fire?”

“Yeah, all up my insides. When you came and after. Fading now.”

“Huh. Never heard that before. Maybe because you're an Alpha Mate?” Steve wondered aloud.

Jared's only answer was a soft snore.

16

Jared woke as a sudden sharp pain pierced his guts. He rolled off his side of the bed in a hurry, hunching over and clenching his buttocks, certain that he was about to have a sudden, embarrassing evacuation. The pain passed, only to be replaced by icy jabs that stabbed at his insides and made his body shudder. He dimly was aware of the mattress moving as Steve came up behind him.

“Babe, you all right?” he asked Jared, a hand settling gently on Jared's right shoulder. “Jesus! You're burning up!”

Jared shook, too racked with chills interspersed with sharper stabbing pains to his guts to answer.

Steve clambered off the bed, turning to scoop him up and carry him out, unconcerned with their nudity. He made towards the door, bellowing for the housekeeper as he fumbled the door open and made his way down the hall. Jared clenched his eyes shut.

Oh God. What's wrong with me? Is the bite infected or something?

He gave an especially violent shiver and succumbed to blessed oblivion.

He came to with worried faces peering at him from around his bed back in his New York apartment.

He frowned in confusion and began to sit himself up. Steve's hand met his shoulder and gently pressed him back down.

“Easy there. You gave us quite a scare.”

“Thank God you're awake,” Desmond said from the other side of the bed. “You scared the daylights out of me, dude. Steve came through the portal carrying you and I thought you were dead or something. Then we all found out you were just sick but no one could figure out what was wrong and you just laid there for forever, man, Desmond babbled until Alice put her hand on his arm.