Just the Way You Are
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The nonchalant tone Abel used made him suspicious.
“What do you have planned?” he asked instead.
“Nothing, just a simple meal and a fuck after.”
“You make romance sound so exciting. Don’t be coy. You have that evil look in your eye.”
“Eating in it is.” Abel decided.
Excitement hummed in his veins. “So, you’re not giving me a clue?”
“Absolutely not. I like keeping you in suspense.”
“Demon,” he said fondly, making Abel chuckle.
They reached their apartment within fifteen minutes. After getting out of the car, they headed straight to the elevator and to their apartment. Abel lived in a one-bedroom, but they had plans to move to somewhere bigger soon. With more income coming in from his job as Tommy got a job in a bookstore, he knew they could afford it.
Life really was starting to turn around, and he was excited to see where it led.
Once they entered the front door, Abel shoved him against the front door, control unravelling. Tommy had to admit it was kind of hot, watching his mate drown in lust. Abel had a hand up his shirt in seconds, trailing his torso, giving his left nipple a squeeze. He groaned. Abel moved lower, past the waistband of his jeans and boxers to fondle his dick.
“So hot and needy for me, baby?” Abel asked.
“You know I am.”
It didn’t matter to him if Abel gained muscle or not, but he couldn’t deny he liked his mate being rock-hard everywhere right now.
“I thought we were having dinner first,” Tommy pointed out.
“I want dessert now.”
“Oh?” Tommy thought they’d do a little more flirting, but he was dead wrong.
“Clothes,” Abel managed to utter, ripping off his shirt in one jerk.
“Hey!” he protested.
“I’ll buy you a new one.” Abel nuzzled his neck, sucking on his mate mark.
Tommy shivered, loved the reminder he was Abel’s and no one else’s. His jeans and boxers went next. Tommy kicked off his shoes, and it was Abel’s turn next. His patient mate let Tommy undress him, until both of them stood in the hallway, naked. Abel kissed him again, rendering him senseless for a couple of seconds. Their tongues and teeth tangled, but eventually, Tommy let Abel push his tongue down his throat.
His crafty mate maneuvered them away from the door and to the bed, until the backs of Abel’s legs hit the bedframe.
His gaze slid down Abel’s pectorals to the V of Abel’s hips, finally devouring the sight of Abel’s thick and beautiful dick. Tommy swallowed.
“You want my dick, Omega?” Abel teased.
“You know I do.”
“Show me how much.”
Easy enough. Abel sat on the edge of the bed, an expectant look on his face, but Tommy was only too happy to please his mate. Tommy fell to his knees, all too aware of Abel’s hungry, knowing stare above him. Abel’s pupils turned to wolf-gold, quickening his pulse.
Abel speared fingers through his hair, making him groan with a tug.
Tommy leaned forward, closed his mouth over Abel’s thick and silken cock. He hollowed out his cheeks, didn’t gag like the first time he’d done this, and went to work. He took every heated inch of his mate with relish, running his tongue over bumps and ridges, enjoying every groan Abel uttered. It was such a high, holding his powerful mate’s dick captive in his mouth.
Tommy bobbed his head up and down, his own prick thickening with need. Abel gave his hair a gentle jerk later, reminding Tommy that Abel wanted to take over. He held his mouth open, stopping so Abel could pump his shaft in and out.
Abel growled after several thrusts, shooting his cum down his throat. Tommy took all of it, not spilling a drop. He licked his lips after, looking up to see approval and tender affection in Abel’s eyes.
“Good job, baby.”
That compliment made him grin.
“My turn.”
Tommy was unprepared as Abel gripped his wrist, helping him back to his feet, only to reverse their positions. Spinning him by the shoulders, Abel pushed him to the bed so Tommy ended on his back.
Abel fumbled for something in the drawer beside the bed, and Tommy realized it was a pair of velcro-cuffs they loved to use. He obediently placed his wrists above his head, so when Abel rolled on top of him, Abel merely had to clip his wrists together.
Tommy rubbed himself shamelessly against Abel’s rock-hard body, incredibly turned on by the restraints and Abel on top of him.
“Behave,” Abel chided, giving his dick a warning squeeze.
Tommy nearly came then, but held back, because he didn’t want to end this game early.
“I’ll try,” he said.
“On second thought,” Abel murmured, then left the thought hanging.
Abel took his mouth again, all heat and bite. Tommy drank the taste of his mate down, moaning when Abel released his lips only to impart a rain of kisses and nips down his throat, his collarbones, his pectorals. Abel took one nipple into his mouth, biting down.
Tommy cried out, only to feel Abel curling fingers on his dick again, stroking him to frustration. Abel raised his head, pupils bright yellow with arousal.
“Come for me, baby. Do it now.”
With Abel’s permission, Tommy let out sigh. Eyes shut, he orgasmed, painting Abel’s abs with his cum.
“Good Omega.”
Still bathing in the aftermath of pleasure, Tommy smiled up at his mate. “You still haven’t fucked me yet. I want you in me.”
Abel smirked. “So demanding.”
“Only because you like me mouthy.”
For that remark, Abel rewarded him with another explosive kiss. Abel then shifted Tommy’s legs over his broad shoulders, leaving him exposed, vulnerable. Tommy groaned when Abel gave his dick a squeeze, and he swore it pulsed back to life.
Abel slid a finger into his puckered hole, making him squirm. Tommy’s self-lubricating hole was all ready for his dominant mate. Nonetheless, Abel was always a sucker for preparations, or maybe he just liked to tease Tommy that much. His mate added a second finger, then a third, stretching him wide.
He mewled. “Baby.”
Abel patted his belly. “Soon.”
Thank God Abel replaced his hand with his dick. Feeling Abel’s leaking tip poised at his hole, Tommy thrust his hips at Abel eagerly. Abel chuckled then blanketed his body over Tommy’s and entered him with one push.
Tommy gasped, looping his bound arms around Abel’s neck. His mate didn’t seem to mind. It burned a little, but he was so turned on it didn’t matter, and besides, he knew Abel could make him feel good in seconds.
“Mine,” Abel said, voice deep. Both man and wolf looked at him with possessive and enduring love.
“Love you,” Tommy whispered.
“Love you always,” Abel returned.
Even now, despite having traded those words many times, Tommy never got sick of saying them.
“Okay, good. Ride me good, wolf.”
Abel laughed, then began to thrust in and out of him, his rhythm slow at first before picking up speed. The dominant wolf reduced them both to panting animals, fueled by desire and passion. He whimpered when Abel shifted his hips slightly, slamming into his prostate.
Tommy dug his nails into Abel’s powerful back muscles, but Abel only aimed for the spot again, making him gasp and arch his back.
“So close,” he whispered. His dick was back at full length, his balls full and tight against his body. Abel felt like hot steel inside him, so he knew his mate was near climax, too.
“Come together,” Abel ordered.
Abel hammered in and out of him, strokes sure and deep. Blinding pressure continued to build inside of him. He could sense their wolves, beautifully entwined around each other, one soul, one life force. Abel’s last push sent him off the edge.
His mind splintered. The room fell away from his line of sight, and he screamed out his mate’s name. Abel pounded inside him several more tim
es, before orgasming himself. He held onto his mate tight, as his mind soared.
Tommy’s bones felt languid. He felt Abel get off him and tug him close to an intimate warm embrace. Tommy didn’t know which he liked better, the mind-blowing sex or the post cuddling after. He decided he cherished both.
“Are you up for round two, or dinner first?” Abel asked, planting a kiss on the back of his neck.
“Hmm. Tough choices,” he murmured. “Hold me like this for a while?”
“I like that, too.”
Abel tightened his arms around him, enclosing him with warmth. Tommy snuggled closer to his mate, shutting his eyes in peace and contentment.
Once, Tommy had thought this was heaven. It still was, but there was a new wonderful word he associated with his mate, and it was home.
The End
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