Ben held my gaze steadily, then finally gave a sharp nod. “He’s family,” he agreed. “We’ll find another way.”
We talked long into the night, and when the moon finally rose I headed back to the house. Ben was going to fly to the mainland in the morning and find Ivan. He wouldn’t confront him, just keep an eye on him… for now. Dane would stay here on the island, and he and I would trade off patrolling the rocky perimeter in case Ivan came back without Ben having a chance to warn us.
* * *
Devin was asleep when I crawled into bed and pulled him against me. I didn’t need anything from him, I just wanted to hold him. I just needed to know that he was safe.
My cock, though, had other ideas.
As soon as he was nestled against me, the feel of all that warm, smooth skin started to work its magic on me. He fit against me perfectly, and even though I knew he needed his rest I couldn’t stop myself from growing hard when he wiggled his ass against me in his sleep.
My hands started moving of their own accord, sliding up his sides, curving around the roundness of his stomach, traveling up to graze his sensitive nipples.
“Maks,” he breathed, not quite awake.
He arched back against me, and I couldn’t resist nuzzling his neck. Licking at that spot that always got me, the soft vein that fluttered at the base of his throat when he got excited. I pressed my tongue against it, groaning a little when I felt his pulse start to race. Sucking on it when he reached a hand around and pulled me against him tighter.
“Oh, God,” he moaned softly, grinding against me slowly. “This is what I need, Maks. Please….”
I didn’t need much convincing, but then I remembered what had happened earlier and I forced myself to stop moving against him. I put my hand on his hips and pushed him away, putting a little space between us.
“The baby,” I reminded him. “It moved today. Dev, I don’t know if it’s safe.”
“It’s safe,” he said firmly. “Fuck me, Maks. Do it.”
I bit back a smile at my little mate getting all forceful. Sometimes I found it hard to believe he’d said no to me for so long, back when he’d been married to Sarah. Now that I’d claimed him he was… always eager.
“It’s fine, Maks,” he insisted now, wiggling his ass back toward me again. “I asked Wes.”
“You what?” I started laughing. Even in the dark, I could feel his skin warm as he full-body blushed.
“Just do it already, Maks,” he said bossily, rubbing himself against me. “Please. I need to feel you inside me.”
I needed the same thing, and I decided to trust him on this.
Every time I fucked him, I was blown away by how utterly right it felt. He was my fated mate, and being inside him was better than anything I’d experienced in the two hundred years before him. His tight heat had been made just for me, and right now I wanted nothing more than to lose myself in it. I spit on my hand, rubbing it against his tight little pucker.
“I don’t need that,” he panted impatiently. “I just need you. Fuck me, Maks. Please.”
I lined myself up and pushed inside him, my fingers tightening on his hips as I thrust all the way home. It felt fucking incredible, and I opened myself up to our bond, letting him feel exactly how good his snug ass felt around my cock.
“God,” he gasped. “More.”
He didn’t wait for me to give him what he wanted, but started thrusting his ass back against me, sliding himself up and down my throbbing length. He angled himself so that I hit his prostate, and I felt his body shudder at the same moment that our bond let me feel the delicious tension move through him.
I wanted to give him more of that, and I knew what he needed. He wasn’t shy, but he liked it when he didn’t have to ask. I couldn’t roll him onto his stomach, so I put a heavy hand on his hip to hold him down and started fucking him hard and fast, driving into his sweet little ass like a piston.
I could feel his excitement building, and the breathy little sounds that fell from his mouth were almost as hot as the feel of him tightening around me. His rhythm was already familiar to me, and I knew he was close to coming, but suddenly close wasn’t soon enough. His hands were fisted in the sheets, and I loosened one and moved it down to wrap around his cock.
“No, it will be too fast,” he panted.
“Do it,” I ordered.
He wanted to resist. He wanted to draw it out, but I didn’t want to wait. After my earlier fear for him, I suddenly needed to feel his pleasure, to feel him come around me, immediately. I let him feel my need, and he gave in with a sexy little groan.
Fisting his cock as I pounded into him, his orgasm came fast and hard. He shot out over his hand, and even though it was what I’d wanted, it wasn’t enough. I was overcome with the need to give him more. To know he was safe. To make him safe. To do everything I could to make sure that this beautiful man who was mine was protected, cherished, loved. Forever.