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REED FUMBLED WITH THE KEY-CARD TO HIS ROOM AND SHOVED THE DOOR OPEN.
He and Marcel tumbled through it and broke their kiss long enough for the bear to rip their clothes off. When his lips found Marcel’s again, he lifted him up and dumped him onto the bed. Crawling over him, Reed kissed him again, pressure building in his groin.
Unable to take it any longer, he spun Marcel over onto his stomach and reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand. He smeared the liquid over Marcel’s eager hole and then applied some to himself.
With both hands gripping Marcel’s hips, he breached him quick and hard. Just the way Marcel liked it.
His mortal mate groaned and eagerly pushed back against him, urging Reed on. Like a bear in mating season, he obliged, increasing his speed and strength with every thrust. It wasn’t long before Marcel’s moans filled his ears. Eager to hear more, Reed plowed into Marcel, spearing his sensitive spots until his mate collapsed against the pillow in front of him.
Listening to his mate’s pleasurable cries reminded Reed of all the times they’d made love. As he thrust into Marcel, he wished he’d never left.
He’d known that even when he was young and stupid—but back then, he failed to appreciate what he had.
Now that Marcel was under him again, he’d do everything in his power to keep him forever. Even if it meant reminding him how good he was in bed every single day for the rest of their lives.
“You’re gonna make me cum!” Marcel cried.
“Then cum!” Reed growled.
He stabbed the tip of his cock into Marcel’s prostate and rippled with pleasure at his mate’s gargled sounds. Several more thrusts was all it took to push Marcel over the edge. He quaked as an orgasm tore through him. His cock bobbed pitifully in the air as it spurted milky threads of his seed onto the sheets below.
Reed lifted Marcel and rested his chest against the mortal’s back. Holding him over the bed, he bounced his mate up and down on his cock, allowing it to bottom out with each downward thrust. Marcel’s head rolled back and rested against the shifter’s shoulder.
With the stamina of a bear, Reed continued to make love to Marcel, even as the mortal came over and over again. He forced his own cock to behave, and until Marcel had had enough, Reed would delay his own gratification.
After switching back to doggy-style, Reed held Marcel’s wrists and yanked him back against him like a rag-doll. His hard member screamed for release, ready to fill Marcel’s warm, wet hole with his seed.
Reed’s head rolled back as the orgasm built and released.
His cock swelled inside of Marcel, exploding as his seed spilled out of him. He continued to thrust soft and gentle until the pleasurable sensation dissipated. His body rippled with ecstasy.
He collapsed next to Marcel and pulled the exhausted, sticky mortal into his arms. They laid together on the bed, quiet and still, until their heartbeats slowed down. When they did, Reed snuggled into Marcel.
“I love you,” he murmured as he kissed Marcel’s lips.
“I love you, too,” Marcel replied.
“Should we shower?” Reed chuckled. “You’re a mess.”
Marcel laughed. “I’m always a mess when it comes to you, aren’t I?”
“Mmm... You can say that again,” Reed grinned, kissing him again.
They showered together and returned to the bed smelling like shampoo and body wash. As the cold air filled the hotel room, Marcel and Reed crawled beneath the covers and warmed each other up with their body heat.
As they drifted off to sleep, Reed prayed they’d never part again.
Marcel was the only one for him—and now that he understood that, Reed planned to never let him go.