“I’m going to take Fishstick home,” I said. “And shut the patio door. I’m going to clean myself up and I’ll be back,” I said slowly, trying not to make it sound cheesy or anything like that. I wanted him to know that I wasn’t scared and that I certainly wasn’t done with him. I was going to come back and something was going to happen. I wasn’t about to deny it. I needed for it to happen and so did he. You couldn’t fight fate, that’s what I told Chasen, so I wasn’t about to start trying to fight this. It was what I’d been after for so long. Then why did it feel so wrong to be going after someone who was young enough to be my son?
“Okay,” Niko said. “I’ll be…” he swallowed. “I’ll be here, I’ll be waiting.”
I walked away before I could get further drawn into him, feeling his eyes follow me every step of the way back to my apartment. When I closed the door it was like I had cut the invisible cord tying us both together, but I couldn’t slow my heartbeat, and I couldn’t get visions of him out of my head. At least I had been right when I thought he was my fated mate. Fuck.
I shut the patio doors and put Fishstick down, letting him scurry around the apartment until he found a new place to sit and relax. He probably didn’t like being over at Niko’s. The layouts of the two apartments were exactly the same so it probably threw his brain through a loop.
What the fuck was I going to do?
“Shower,” I said out loud to myself. I jumped in the shower, hardly able to get Niko out of my head as I washed the paint off from work. I imagined him in the shower with me, his hands over my naked body, my hands over his. I had to stop myself from getting carried away and ignore my rock hard cock as I got myself into some clean clothes. I was in a mess.
I grabbed my phone and dialed the only person I knew could help in such a situation; my best friend Halen Kyle. We’d been best friends since high school, completely inseparable. Everybody assumed we’d end up a couple one day but unfortunately we didn’t bat for the same team. Well, Halen batted for both and I only batted for one.
“Slater Ewen,” she said brightly as she answered the phone. “To what do I owe the rare pleasure of actually hearing your voice instead of seeing your terrible Snapchats?”
“I’ve got a problem,” I groaned, falling back onto the sofa and staring at the ceiling. “I’ve got a problem and you were honestly the only person I felt like I could speak to about it.”
“Because Chasen is busy with Tate and the baby and Jarrett is at work?”
“Halen, that’s not fair, you’re my best friend,” I protested. “Why would I not speak to you about this?”
She took a breath. “Wow, it must be serious if you’re picking me over your brothers,” she said. “Come on then, hit me.”
“I’m having boy trouble!”
“It’s about fucking time!” she exclaimed so loudly I had to pull the phone away from my ear.
“Excuse me?”
“Come on Slater,” she said. “I’m relieved, that’s all. I’ve been hoping and praying you would find a man to make you feel like a total nutcase. Praying for the day to come.”
“You’re full of it, I’ve been with plenty of guys!”
“True,” she said. “But not the kind of ones who can give you boy trouble. You’ve been giving other boys boy trouble for a long time, you’re a very handsome guy, but this is the first time you’re in the receiving end of it and, if we’re totally honest here, I’m trying to not enjoy it too much.”
“I’m going to hang up on you,” I said.
“You are not because you need my help.” She stopped, holding her breath, like she was waiting to see if I would really do it. “Okay, you seem to see things my way so hit me with it.”
I took a deep breath. “I’ve found my fated mate.”
“Fuck YES!” she screamed. “This is amazing! I knew that would be what it was and I just knew you would be freaking out about it, Chasen owes me twenty bucks.”
“Halen!”
“Sorry but, like I said, it’s about time!” she said. “So tell me about him.”
“Well, he’s my neighbor,” I said. “ And I don’t really have time to tell you about him because I’m trying to get you to convince me not to go back over there and…well…you know.”
“SAY IT!”
“Have sex with him.”
“YES!” she squealed down the phone and I could practically see her face breaking into a smile and beaming out at me. “This is the best news, Slater, how can you not be more excited about this?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “He’s so young! Like, nearly twenty years younger than me and-“
“You can’t escape fate, Slater,” she said flatly. “You know that better than most okay? Go over there and do what you know you need to do and then text me and tell me how it was.”
“I am not texting you to tell you how it was!”
“Call me then, I’ll be waiting by the phone,” she giggled. “Go and consummate that twink now!”
6
Niko
I could hardly believe my luck. I mean, I’d heard of people finding their fated mates young but I never thought it would happen to me. This was a total game changer. I guess I also didn’t expect my fated mate to be so much older. How old had he said he was? Nearly forty? I mean, he’s old enough to be my dad, but it didn’t bother me. He was hot and I couldn’t get him out of my head.
I’d never pictured myself with someone older, and I’d only really ever gotten with guys who were my own age, so who knew what it could be like to be with someone like Slater.
I paced the apartment, I hadn’t even realized I’d been doing it but since he’d left I couldn’t settle, the scent of him was in my head and I could feel myself going into heat. I couldn’t focus, I couldn’t stop moving, all I could think about was Slater on the other side of that wall and how much I wanted him to come over here and knot me like the alpha I knew he was. That’s what it would take right? That’s what would stop me feeling this way, like I was about to pass out but also the horniest I had ever felt in my entire life.
What if he didn’t come back?
I mean, we’d not exactly gotten off on the right foot and if he didn’t come back then that would be it. When would it happen again? Now was the perfect opportunity, what if it was the only one? Fate had pushed us together, why was he trying to stop us from happening? I wanted us to happen. I needed us to happen.
I grabbed my phone from my pocket and dialed Nyle’s number. It was an instinct, probably the last thing my older brother wants to hear about from me but I needed advice and didn’t know where to turn. Fuck my brain was running at a million miles a minute, I’d never felt a rush like this before in my life.
“Nyle?” I whimpered as soon as I heard him answer the phone.
“Niko, buddy, what’s up?” he said. “Jeez, kid, really, what’s up I can hear you panting down the phone.”
“Sorry,” I said, taking a breath, swallowing the saliva that had built up in my mouth. I was losing it. “I’m fucking scared Nyle, I need your help.”
“With what? Is everything okay?”
“I think so,” I replied. “Well, I don’t know actually, you see…” How was I supposed to word this? Was there a way this was supposed to be shared? I had no idea. “My fated mate lives next door,” I blurted.
Nyle chuckled down the phone, hearty, throaty, a grumble in his voice. “Wow.”
“This isn’t funny, Nyle,” I whimpered. “What the hell am I supposed to do?”
“What are you supposed to do?” he echoed. “Fuck, Niko, did you never have sex ed at school?”
“Yes, I had sex ed and yes I’ve had sex before,” I growled. “But you and I both know this wouldn’t have been covered in sex ed so I need your help.”
“Well I can’t come over there and do it for you,” he chuckled. “All I can do is tell you to breathe and say congratulations.”
I straightened up. “What?”
“Congratulations, Ni
ko,” he said. “And I mean that in a ‘you’ve found your fated mate’ way, not in a ‘you’re going to get laid way’,” he added. “It’s a great thing, not everybody gets to meet theirs you know? You’ve got a chance to be with yours. Don’t let it pass you by. Your happiness could depend on it.”
I sighed. “No pressure then!”
Nyle laughed. I didn’t like how much he was enjoying this, even if he was being super nice to me right now. “Look, if he’s your fated mate then it’s going to work out. That’s what it means. Fate. Written in the stars and all that stuff. Enjoy yourself.”
“You’re disgusting.”
“Hey, you’re the one that’s about to get fu-“
I hung up the phone before he could finish his sentence, just as there was a pounding on the door. I practically jumped out of my skin. Could it be Slater? Could this be where it all begins? I could hardly contain myself. I was already in bits.
I hurried to the door and took a deep breath before opening it. Slater threw himself towards me and wrapped me in an embrace, lifting me up in his big arms. This was what safety felt like. I’d never been held like this before, never had someone just wrap me up like it was a promise to keep me safe, to keep me at all. I was flying.
“Slater, I-“
“Don’t speak,” he growled. “Not now.”
I nodded. He was right. There would be time for words later. Right now there was only him, filling my head, intoxicating me. He leant down and kissed me hard on the mouth and it was like the entire world exploded in my head, leaving nothing but a blissful silence, leaving nothing but the two of us. If the world had ended in that moment, neither one of us would have known. We were lost.
There was no way we could deny it any longer, this was fate, this was it. Slater and I were meant to be.
He wrapped his hands around my back and pulled me closer still, practically lifting me off my feet to bring me into him. This was the moment. I wanted to remember it, wanted to savor all of it, but I wanted him to fuck me so bad.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the bedroom, slamming the door behind us and pushing me up against it to kiss me again, his lips pressing on mine, the contact so welcome, days upon days of tension and me pissing him off all released in one kiss that made my knees weak. I ached at his touch, every inch of my skin crying out to be connected to him.
He pulled off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest, his hard abs, the smattering of blond hair that ran all across it. I did the same and pressed myself closer to him. The feeling of his skin against mine sent goosebumps racing across my body, the tingles of electricity as we connected for the first time of what I hoped would be many.
He placed a rough hand on my chest, the contact sparking between us sending a shiver across my body, and shoved me onto the bed. I fell back, I let the moment take me, let him overpower me. He was undressing revealing his strong legs, his impressive bulge hidden away in a pair of white Calvin Kleins. I followed suit, pulling my boxer briefs off so I was fully naked on the bed, shuddering a little as the adrenaline rushed around my body, making it seem like I was vibrating. I could hardly keep myself together, I was about to shake myself apart.
His touch burned as he grabbed my hips and turned me over, running callous fingers across my lower back, across my ass, soft lines that sent sparks through my body, like he was tracing the trail of a firework across my skin, little explosions all over me, every single one a tiny jolt of ecstasy.
He climbed onto the bed, the shift in weight a reminder I was on untrodden ground, an unsteady place with someone new. The thrill of it made my breath come in short. His hands found my hips again, those rough, manly fingers digging into my skin, gripping onto me tight, a promise that he wouldn’t let me go.
His cock was rock solid, pressing at my hole, waiting for me to let him in. I was already slick, he was already prepared, it was like we’d been waiting for this moment for our entire lives which, I guess, to a degree we had. Everything was leading up to this moment wasn’t it? The two of us living next door to each other, the attraction, all of it was fated, all of it was meant to be, and we were meant to do this right now. My arms were shaking so much I could hardly hold myself up. Holy shit.
He applied some pressure and I couldn’t hold in a gasp as the head of his cock moved inside. I’d been ready for it, but I hadn’t been ready for it to be of that size I couldn’t see it, but I could feel it.
This was what people had said it would be like when I met my fated, I just hadn’t imagined it being so soon. They would know you better than you truly knew yourself, be able to connect with you on a level deeper than another human could and know how to make your eyes roll into the back of your head and your toes curl. I couldn’t stop the groans from escaping my mouth as Slater filled me up again and again and again.
My arms shook as I tried to hold myself up; sweat dripping from my forehead and running down my face. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, somehow managing to go even deeper with a thrust that hit me so hard a flash of white crossed my eyes and a whimper left my lips. So he did it again, and again, and again. I knew that if he let go I would fall, if he released me I would fall like a house of cards.
I crumpled to the bed as he released my hair, my ass in the air, and still he fucked, every whimper of mine a reminder that I could take it so he kept on going. My hand now found my own cock, dripping with precum, already on the edge and I started to jerk it in time with his thrusts, my hand slipping over it as I tried to get a tighter grip.
When Slater suddenly stopped it was so abrupt it was like the world had ended. I was out of breath, completely off balance, unsure of what was happening or where I was. I felt his hands on me, turning me over, getting me on my back. I didn’t fight it, I didn’t want to, I wanted to do whatever he wanted to do, be whomever he wanted me to be, as far as I was concerned, I was his and that was all that mattered.
“Is everything…?” I couldn’t finish the sentence, I couldn’t find the words. It was like he’d fucked the words right out of me.
“I want to see you,” he growled, pushing me down onto the bed and lifting my legs into the air. I grinned. I grinned so broadly I thought my face was going to split in two. He didn’t hesitate this time, wasting no time in picking up where he’d left off, driving his cock deep into me and setting me entire world on fire once more.
I groaned, unable to keep the sounds in, not wanting to, wanting him to know how he was making me feel, how right this was, how this was the one thing in the world that I wanted more than anything and I was happy he was giving it to me.
I found my cock again and locked eyes with him as I started stroking it up and down, not wanting to break eye contact, not wanting to lose another bit of connection with him.
“Slater, I-“ The rest of the words didn’t come fast enough. I groaned again, louder this time, the world seeming to shake beneath me as cum spurted from my cock and all across my smooth chest.
He picked up a bit of speed now, thrusting into me one last time and crying out himself. And I felt it before I saw it on his face, the knot swelling, filling me up, holding him in place. It was a sensation I’d never felt before, the two of us connected in a way I’d never been connected with anyone before in my life. I could feel his heartbeat, feel his energy running through me as his cum shot inside me, the two of us one just for that moment, his eyes locked on mine, his arms either side of my head. And in that moment I knew I didn’t want there to be another moment when I wasn’t looking at that face, when I wasn’t breathing him in and seeing him.
He lurched forward, his body twitching, falling beside my head. Before I had a chance to say anything he sunk his teeth deep into my neck. I bit my lip this time, choking back the pain of it, a bonding bite. This was what I had always dreamed would happen. I just hadn’t expected it to happen right now, to happen like this. We would be bonded for the rest of our lives after today.
A thought crossed my mind as the haze of sex wore off,
as my cock softened in my hand. Since he’d knotted, if we’d shared a bonding bite, could I be pregnant? Could this have gotten me pregnant?
Fuck.
7
Slater
It hadn’t really been what I’d planned to do when I went in there but I just couldn’t wait for a bonding ceremony, couldn’t just lose all that time when I’d already waited for so long. I was out of breath and sweaty, with Niko’s body heaving underneath, the two of us stuck together, our panting in time with each other.
He was bleeding a little from where I’d bit him, so I put my mouth over it to stem the flow, trying to comfort him, trying to make it feel a little better. Fate had brought us together, just like Dad had said it would, and now that bite would bond us for life. It was the dream.
I tried to reorient myself, place myself in this place, in this moment, in this room, but how the fuck had I gone from wanting to strangle him to fucking him? He was the annoying guy next door, some little punk who I wanted to yell at for playing their music too loud, and fate had decided to laugh at as both and have us pushed together. I couldn’t hide my smile.
The knot in my cock subsided and I pulled out, grabbing my underwear from the floor and cleaning myself off before pulling my t-shirt back on. Niko had straightened up, his gorgeous, lithe body practically glowing in the sunlight streaming through the window. His cock had softened and was hanging thick between his legs.
“Pass me those, would you?” he said, reaching out a hand. “I’ve got a little bit of a clean up to do myself.”
I passed him my underwear, the electricity sparking between our fingers as they brushed past one another. I couldn’t stop the flush from creeping up to my cheeks. He grinned at me and I grinned back.
He cleaned off his cock and his chest where he had finished and put them to one side before stepping closer to me once again. He wrapped his arms around my neck and reached up to kiss me softly on the lips, breathing into it, taking his time. My arms snaked their way around his lower back and pulled him close, our cocks kissing as he closed the gap, the feeling of his body wrapped up in mine so much more than the level of pure ecstasy I thought it would be, a million colors at once, a musical chord that rang around us and wrapped us up.
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