Reno inwardly rolled his eyes. Maybe he needed to shut up. Pressing his lips firmly together, Reno rejoined Baker. He tucked the bottle by Baker’s head before pressing his body over his mate’s, taking his lips in another unhurried kiss.
Baker warmed right back up to Reno’s touch, his hands gripping Reno’s shoulders as their tongues dueled. He reached for the bottle, grabbing it.
“Ow,” Baker cried as his hand flew to his head.
Reno realized he had pulled a few strands of Baker’s hair while grabbing the tube. What in the fuck was wrong with him tonight? He was acting like a teenager having awkward and fumbling sex for the first time. He didn’t understand what was going on, but Reno didn’t like it.
“Sorry,” he said lamely, wishing he could reverse what had just happened and avoid the embarrassment.
Baker chuckled. “Excited?”
His mate’s easy laugh had Reno grinning. He was so amped up about claiming the man that he wasn’t enjoying himself. He was all exposed nerves and clumsy moves. Once he knew why he was acting this way, Reno relaxed. “It isn’t every day I claim someone for my mate.”
Baker’s dark-blue eyes began to smolder as he gave a deep nod. “Shit,” Reno whispered under his breath, knowing he was about to lose—and maybe already had lost—himself in this gorgeous creature. Baker was about to become his life, his to protect and love, his lifelong companion. There was going to be no other for Reno.
Baker was it.
But he couldn’t find it in himself to regret a lonely love life that had consisted of random lovers. His coyote was panting, ready to settle down with this one human being.
And so was Reno. He still wasn’t sure why his beast didn’t want to stalk like his kind always did when finding their mate, but Reno wasn’t going to waste his time trying to figure it out. Baker was his and he was going to claim the man.
Reaching between his mate’s parted legs, Reno used two well-lubed fingers to spear inside Baker’s tight ass. Baker gasped, clenching his fingers tighter into Reno’s shoulders as he worked the flesh, stretching the muscle he was going to soon take.
Reno watched the volley of emotions that flickered across Baker’s face, the way his body tensed and then relaxed as he listened to the sounds falling from the man’s parted lips. Baker’s knees drew toward his chest, his legs falling to the sides as Reno inserted a third finger.
The image of Baker underneath him was seared into Reno’s mind as he pulled his hand back. He wanted to remember this moment, the moment when he claimed Baker for his own. With a growl Reno removed his fingers to a soft whine of distress that was quickly replaced by mewls of encouragement as the broad head of his erection was pushed up against Baker’s glistening and pulsating entrance.
Reno felt Baker’s body welcome him with a searing heat and slick tightness as he inched his cock inside. They both groaned at the same time.
He wanted to give his mate time to adjust to his invasion, but Reno couldn’t control his body. His hips began to thrust his cock hard inside Baker, the pleasure so damn good he wanted to howl from it.
Reno grabbed Baker’s legs, pushing them back as he rocked his body, his eyes going to where they were joined together, watching in amazement as Baker’s body sucked him in. “You feel so good.” Reno’s fingers gripped Baker’s legs tighter as he forced himself not to hurry, not to rush their first time.
Baker slipped one hand around Reno’s neck, the other still on his shoulder as he pulled Reno down for a kiss. Reno ravaged his mate’s mouth with the passion that was coursing through him.
Soon, his thrusts increased, met in kind by Baker. His mate spread his legs wider, inviting Reno to go faster. And he did. Reno was soon alternating between quick thrusts and slow, rhythmic moves. He was touching Baker anywhere his hands skimmed, pinching and teasing his mate’s nipples as he plunged his cock, and tongue, deeper.
Reno damn near lost it when Baker tightened his inner muscles around his cock. The vise-grip sensation made Reno pause as he shuddered.
“You like that?” Baker did it again, and then again. “You do, don’t you?”
“Fuck yeah,” Reno answered and then swatted his hand on Baker’s ass. “And I know you like that.”
Baker’s eyes rolled to the back of his skull, a small whimper escaping. Reno was utterly fascinated with the man. Baker was so responsive, letting Reno know with the noises—and expressions—that he loved everything Reno was doing to him. Grabbing Baker’s legs, Reno wrapped them around his waist as he moved his lips from Baker’s mouth to his neck, licking at the skin where he was going to sink his canines. His mate’s moans were growing louder, signaling his approaching release.