Kaeden practically kicked down the door to his apartment. But he didn’t care. He didn’t fucking care. They could repair the door later. Or he could move in with Blake. Nothing mattered right now except stripping Blake bare and making him his.
In what felt like forever, though it was probably only a few seconds, Kaeden had Blake laid out on his bed. He licked his lips and then reached out to begin undressing Blake.
But Blake seemed to be a little eager because he’d already pulled off his own shirt and was reaching for Kaeden’s. Kaeden shoved his jeans down while Blake unbuttoned his shirt. Before long, he was standing there naked, looking down at the most beautiful sight in the world: Blake stretched out bare before him.
“Fuck,” Kaeden whispered.
“What?” Blake grinned.
“I’ve wanted this for so long.” Kaeden swallowed. “Wanted you. I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy.”
“Please don’t make me wait any longer, Kaed.”
So he didn’t.
Kaeden crawled up to straddle Blake and leaned over to kiss him. Really kiss him. Like he’d been dying to for years. Because he had been.
Not the aggressive kiss of a couple years ago when Kaeden was angry with him. Not the sweet, fun kisses from a year ago’s drinking game of roshambo. And not even the thirsty kisses from downstairs just now.
No, this was a new kiss. The kiss that came from Kaeden’s soul.
A kiss where he poured everything he had into Blake. Where he told him without words, but with his lips, his tongue, his teeth, his hands just how much he loved Blake. How much he admired him. Desired him. Needed him.
Kaeden poured everything he had into the kiss. And Blake gave it all right back. Kaeden accepted it. The years of pain from watching each other date everyone else. From trying to find happiness in others but always failing. The years of longing. The years of pent up need.
It all flowed back and forth between them, a closed loop of love finally met and reflected.
Before long, Blake was squirming, and Kaeden couldn’t take it anymore. He reached down, grabbed both of their cocks, and began a steady rhythm that would ensure neither of them lasted long.
They fit so perfectly together. They always had, even if both of them had fought against it. But now they weren’t fighting.
No, they were rutting against each other like the world was going to explode now that they were finally together. On the same page.
Burning up the sheets.
Kaeden’s wolf growled in his chest, pushing forward to please, please scent his mate. And Blake’s wolf answered with a whine. Blake strained against his wolf’s need to shift and rub against Kaeden.
“We’ll shift after we’ve both come,” Kaeden growled.
Blake smiled up at him, and Kaeden didn’t resist anymore. He leaned down and bit Blake’s shoulder near his neck. Right where his mating mark belonged.
And then they were coming. With pleased cries and bodies arching into each other. Their claws came out to dig into each other’s skin. Their wolves howled happily. And their cocks drained between them.
That had been a long time coming.
By silent consent, they both shifted into their wolves and then curled around each other in Kaeden’s bed.
About damn time, Blake murmured telepathically.
Kaeden couldn’t agree more.
* * *
After a puppy nap, Blake woke in his human form to the feel of a warm mouth sucking his cock down. Blake let out a moan but didn’t bother to pry his eyes open. Because he knew that mouth. He’d spent the last five years imagining this, wishing for this moment.
“Kaed,” he groaned when the need to come tightened his balls. “Coming.”
Kaeden’s fingers wrapped around the base of Blake’s dick and squeezed. He slowly, oh so slowly, pulled his mouth off of Blake to look up at him. “Don’t you dare come.”
Blake sank his fingers into Kaeden’s hair and pulled him back to his dick. “Please, Kaed! Please!”
With a beautifully evil grin, Kaeden swallowed Blake down again. And he sucked. Very slowly.
Blake squirmed. “Kaed…” He pulled in a breath then took a step of faith. “Do you have any lube?”
Blake had never seen Kaeden move so fast as he did then. He jumped up, yanked open the nightstand drawer, and then was back on the bed, straddling Blake’s thighs, pouring the lube over his fingers.
“I have wanted you for so long, Blake,” Kaeden’s voice was low and gravelly. It sent shivers up and down Blake’s spine. Then, just when Kaeden had slipped a single finger into Blake’s ass, he froze.
“What are you doing?” Blake asked. “Why are you stopping?”
“I never asked.” Kaeden swallowed. “Do you want to bottom?”
Blake laughed. “Bottom. Top. I don’t care. I just need you right now.”
Kaeden’s shoulders slumped in relief, and then he added a finger before another second could pass.
Blake arched off the bed and cried out Kaeden’s name. It took forever for Kaeden to stretch out Blake enough for his satisfaction. Or safety. Whatever. And the whole time, Blake just begged. And begged.
When Kaeden finally began pushing into Blake, they both shuddered and froze again. With just Kaeden’s head in.
“Are you going to move?” Blake whined. Really, he hadn’t realized how much he whined until he was in bed with Kaeden. He was kind of disappointed in himself.
“When I can without immediately coming, yes,” Kaeden whispered.
That made Blake laugh. He desperately wanted Kaeden in him, but he also wanted it to last for more than half a second. He wasn’t sure he himself could go much longer without coming.
By the time his laughter died down, Kaeden was balls deep and grinning down at him.
“What?” Blake smiled back. “What’s that silly grin for?”
“Just appreciating the moment,” Kaeden said with a happy sigh. “I’ve been waiting to be right here for over five years.”
“Same,” Blake whispered. He ran his hands up Kaeden’s chest, appreciating his broad shoulders and the fine hair covering his chest.
But then Kaeden started moving and Blake’s whole world tilted on its axis.
Kaeden was everything he’d ever dreamed of. More. He started a brutal pace that had Blake’s toes curling and his fingers digging into Kaeden’s chest.
But Blake just wanted more.
When he finally opened his mouth to beg Kaeden to let him come, Kaeden stopped him by kissing him. It was a kiss that devoured Blake, body and soul.
Kaeden finally began to pull away from the kiss. But Blake wanted more and more and more. So he wrapped his legs around Kaeden and pulled him in tighter.
“Never letting you go,” Blake whispered. “Need you forever.”
Kaeden came then, shuddering over Blake, filling his ass, crying his name.
And that had Blake coming all over his own chest.
After a few moments when they’d both gotten their breath back, Kaeden looked over at Blake and said the best thing Blake had ever heard.
“I’m never letting you go either.” Then Kaeden grinned. “You’re stuck with me, babe.”
“Forever?”
“Forever.”