Grayson’s wolf was still agitated as they left Adam and Russell in their accommodations and moved toward the room he’d be sharing with his mate.
“This is where you’ll be staying. The bedroom is through the door on your right. You will be expected to attend dinner in the hall along with everyone else tonight, but you’ve got about eight hours until then to do whatever you like. I will send a servant an hour before dinner so that you have time to get ready. Until then, enjoy your time together. Your wardrobes are fitted with appropriate clothing.”
“Thanks, Aunty Bella,” Ethan said.
Grayson watched as his mate hugged his aunt.
“You’re welcome, dearest. Now, I’m going to go and try to get to the bottom of this. You enjoy your time with your mate. Oh and before I forget…” Turning, she faced the fireplace. Conjuring a ball of light in the palm of her hand, she sent it flying into the fireplace where it burst into controlled flames. “There. I know Beema likes the heat, so he can stay here, even if you don’t.”
Grayson smiled when she winked at him before leaving them alone. As soon as she was gone, Beema settled on the floor as close to the fire as possible.
Frowning, Grayson turned to look at his mate. “Will he be okay that close to the fire?”
Ethan smiled and nodded. “Yeah, he’ll be fine.”
“Well, in that case, why don’t we go and lie down until we need to get ready for dinner,” Grayson suggested.
“You want to sleep until dinner?” Ethan asked, his brows furrowed and his confusion evident. Grayson also caught a flash of disappointment when their gazes met.
Silly mate.
Grayson grabbed his hand and started pulling him toward the bedroom. “When did I say anything about sleeping?”
Ethan’s happy laughter and the scent of his arousal made Grayson smile, especially when he spied the huge bed—the bed he was about to claim his mate on. Spinning around, he kicked the bedroom door closed, then pinned Ethan against it.
“I want to claim you, but if this is too soon for you, then tell me now.” Gazing into Ethan’s eyes, he couldn’t help but hope his mate would allow him to bind them together. Seeing Ethan lick his lips had him wanting to devour Ethan. Only knowing that he wouldn’t stop at a kiss had Grayson resisting, he refused to take it any further until Ethan decided how far they would go.
“Knowing you an hour, a day, or even a year, doesn’t change the fact that you’re my mate. I’ve been waiting so long to find you. You’re the man I’m going to spend the rest of my life with, and I don’t want to wait. Claim me, mate.”
Grayson slammed his mouth down on top of Ethan’s and kissed him with everything he had, his wolf howling happily in his mind. When air became necessary, Grayson broke off the kiss and moved his head until he could lick Ethan’s neck as he made his way to where his neck and shoulder met. There he started nibbling on the flesh. Ethan’s moans encouraged him to continue.
Taking a step back, Grayson had to ignore the whine Ethan made. “Come on, mate, we have a lovely bed and hours before dinner.” Smirking, Grayson was proud that Ethan was so turned on that his only response was to nod his head.
Just then, Ethan jumped and wrapped his legs around Grayson’s hips, causing him to release a moan of his own. Grabbing onto Ethan’s hips, he aligned their groins, making sure that their cocks were rubbing against each other with every step he took toward the bed. Although Ethan wasn’t that much shorter than his own six foot frame, by having him in his arms, he could not only keep them both excited and aroused, he got to enjoy the feeling of his mate in his arms. When they made it to the bed and Grayson allowed them to fall onto the mattress, throwing his hand out to ensure he didn’t land heavily on his mate.
“Goddess, you’re gorgeous,” Grayson whispered reverently, enjoying the blush that streaked Ethan’s cheeks.
“You’re the gorgeous one, I’m just…me,” Ethan replied, still blushing.
Leaning down, Grayson rubbed their cheeks together, scenting his mate. “And you, my gorgeous mate, are perfect,” he declared, slowly lowering himself on Ethan until all of his body weight was resting on his mate. He felt a slight tinge of worry about crushing his mate, but all Ethan did was tighten his arms and legs, which were still wrapped around Grayson’s neck and waist.
A sudden thought had Grayson mentally cursing. “Please tell me there is lube in here somewhere?”
Ethan moaned, thrusting his hips against Grayson’s. “Top drawer probably.”
Grayson extended his arm toward the drawer, trying to reach it and the lube it hopefully contained. Unfortunately, he wasn’t close enough to it. “Babe, you’re going to have to let me go so I can get the lube. Otherwise, I can’t claim you.”
Either Ethan didn’t hear him or just didn’t care, since he didn’t let go of Grayson. Rolling until he was on his back, Grayson was finally able to reach the drawer. However, that put Ethan on top of him and his mate started sucking on his neck in addition to thrusting against him. As soon as his fingers touched the bottle of lube, he grabbed a hold of it, and then moved until Ethan was once again pinned beneath him.
“How attached are you to your clothes?” he growled out.
“Not…at…all.”
“Good!” Dropping the lube beside them, Grayson unwound Ethan’s legs from his waist and let them drop onto the bed. Calling his claws out, he quickly shredded Ethan’s clothes before starting on his own. The queen was going to provide them with something for dinner. Surely she would be able to give them more jeans and shirts later.
And if not, we’ll just have to stay naked in our bed.
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It was as if his body was on fire. Ethan was so close to the edge, but he couldn’t fall over that brink without some help, and his mate was currently ensuring their lower bodies weren’t touching, even though they were finally both naked.
“Gray…” he whined, attempting to pull Grayson down on top of him.
“You’re not coming until I’m inside you, so just relax and let me prepare you,” Grayson whispered in his ear.
Ethan moaned, but forced his arms to let go of Grayson as he tried to do as instructed. Feeling cheeky, he spread his legs as far as he could, shivering in delight when he heard Grayson’s growl. Before he could feel too triumphant, Grayson shoved a lubed finger into his ass and Ethan gasped, the penetration a mixture of pain and pleasure.
One finger quickly became two, then three, until finally the head of Grayson’s cock was nudging his hole. Taking a deep breath, Ethan exhaled and tried to relax his body as much as possible. When the head of Grayson’s cock made it past his guardian muscle, Ethan instinctively clenched down on the intrusion.
“It’s okay, my mate, let me in,” Grayson whispered, his hands roving Ethan’s body.
Between the exploring hands and the kisses Grayson started placing wherever he could reach, Ethan loosened enough so that he was no longer trying to strangle Grayson’s cock. Once his body adjusted, he sighed and Grayson seemed to take that as his cue to continue because he slowly started pushing in, retreating, then pushing in a little deeper. In no time at all, Grayson was fully seated within him and Ethan felt pleasantly full.
“Move.” His whispered order had Grayson moving slowly at first, but before long, Ethan was practically bent in half while Grayson pounded into him. As he gazed up into his mate’s beautiful gray eyes, they transformed into the stunning amber of his wolf. Without thinking twice, he tilted his head to the side and said the words he knew Grayson had been waiting for. “Claim me, make me yours forever.”
A growl was the only warning he got before Grayson lunged and bit the join where his neck and shoulder met. The pleasure that swept through his body sent him hurtling over the edge and into the most powerful orgasm he’d ever experienced. Their bond snapped into place, and Ethan allowed his magic to come to the fore to add another layer, making it unbreakable.
Mine! Ethan declared, and Grayson’s wolf gave a mental howl of triumph. It would take some getting used to, having a mental connection with someone other than Beema. He couldn’t help but wonder how Grayson and his wolf would react to having not only him in his head, but Beema as well.
While the thought floated through his mind, the events of the day caught up with him and sleep pulled him under.