“I knew something was going on, but I was waiting for you to trust me enough to tell me.” Snooke could hear the pain in Kane’s voice.
“I’m sorry, Kane. I…I can’t think of anything to say that would make you see that I didn’t want to hurt you.”
Kane tilted Snooke’s head back, his jaw firm as he stared down into Snooke’s eyes. “I understand the need to feel like you belong, but you could have trusted me. Even if you told me after we found out we were mates. That would have been better than hearing it from Marino. It will take me a while to trust you now.”
Snooke’s hands were clenching and unclenching on Kane’s shoulders. “But you are my mate. I won’t just walk away.” Kane stated with finality.
Snooke’s senses reeled as Kane grabbed his ass, kneading his mounds as he smashed their erections together. “You won’t leave my bed this time.”
“I promise,” he panted, clawing desperately at his mate.
“Take your clothes off,” Kane commanded breathlessly.
Snooke pulled free, tearing at his clothes as he watched Kane push his jeans to his hips, freeing his large cock. “Come here.” Kane held his hand out, and Snooke quickly took it.
The warrior lifted him off of his feet. “Wrap your legs around my waist.” Snooke did. He could feel the tip of Kane’s cock pressed against his throbbing hole. Snooke bore down, wanting to feel his mate inside of him more than his next breath.
“Patience, shorty. I don’t want to hurt you.” Kane lifted Snooke a little higher as he walked backward. Snooke rubbed his chest against Kane’s, reveling in the friction against his nipples.
Kane turned, pinning Snooke against the wall. Snooke gasped when he felt Kane stretching him with his mate’s large cock. It burned and pinched slightly, even with the natural lubes Kane’s body had used. Snooke bit his lip, pushing out as Kane slowly slid in.
It felt so damn good. Strong hands gripped his hips, thrusting deep as Snooke matched the rhythm.
“Oh, shorty.” Kane nipped his lips and then kissed them. Kane had such a tight hold on him that his mate threatened his very sanity. Snooke would do anything Kane wanted to get back into his good graces.
“Fuck me,” Snooke begged. Moaning with bliss as Kane kissed him while driving deeper into his ass. Snooke ate at Kane’s mouth hungrily, desperately.
“No more secrets,” Kane said as he thrust harder.
“No more secrets,” Snooke parroted him as his head spun. “Touch me, Kane, please. I’m on fire.”
Kane reached between them and wrapped his meaty hand around Snooke’s cock, stroking it as he fucked Snooke into the wall. “I want to hear you scream my name.” Kane’s breath became ragged, his eyes glazed as he hammered into Snooke’s puckered hole.
Snooke was close. He would be fulfilling Kane’s request in a matter of seconds if his mate kept—“Kane!” Snooke’s head fell back, hitting the wall as ropes of pearly white seed shot out of his cock.
“Milk my cock with your ass, shorty.” Kane pressed Snooke to the wall harder as he jetted into him. “Feel me inside of you, taking you. You’re mine.”
“Yours,” Snooke agreed as his head fell onto Kane’s shoulder. Kane’s hands hit the wall. He was leaning into it as he shouted. Hot seed filled Snooke’s sheath as Kane came inside of him.
“Mine.” Kane kissed down his neck, lapping at Snooke’s sweat-soaked skin. His body hummed with his lingering orgasm and Kane’s touch.
Snooke was boneless when Kane pulled away from the wall and walked them into the bathroom, turning the shower on and stepping under it. Snooke was too sated to care what Kane did at the moment. He was too busy enjoying the feel of laying in his mate’s arms.
* * * *
“What happened?” Kane asked as he walked into Panahasi’s apartment. “I’m sorry I didn’t stick around, but I needed to get my mate away from there.”
“No need to apologize. I was the one who told you to get him out of there.” Panahasi turned from the large living room window. “He shimmered away.”
“He what?” Kane asked in stunned disbelief. “I thought he was a demon.”
“He is. Apparently he is a mixed breed. Demon and elf being his lineage. It happens.” Panahasi set his glass of water down and grabbed the paper. “I’m tired of this reporter.” He tossed the paper toward Kane.
Kane scanned the headline news. “How in the hell does he know about the fight in the backroom of Malcor’s?” He looked up to see the tight and angry expression on the leader’s face.