"Oh, yeah," Carson repeated, shoving against Jared's ass. "You gonna let me in here?" he asked, gripping one of his mate's ass cheeks.
"Mmm, I can get behind that," Jared teased.
"I think I'm behind that," Carson chuckled, enjoying the man's humor. "Where's the lube?"
Jared reached up and grabbed the tube from the nightstand and handed it over his shoulder to him. Carson smiled, pleased that his mate didn't even question him. In fact, from the way Jared rocked back into his groin, Jared wanted it just as much as Carson did.
He took his time preparing his mate, sliding first one finger in and then two. He rubbed the man's gland every few strokes, loving the way Jared moaned for him. He pushed Jared's top leg forward, instructing his mate to prop it on a pillow, opening him further. It only took a couple moments for Carson to slide a third finger inside Jared.
When he deemed Jared ready, he pulled his fingers out, lubed up his cock and pushed his way slowly into his mate. As silky warm pressure surrounded him, he moaned softly and buried his face in Jared's neck. "Oh, fuck you feel good, Jared. So hot. So tight."
Jared growled and pushed back against him as Carson moved. "Fuck me, damn it. I want to feel you."
Loving his mate's enthusiasm and taking Jared at his word, he sped up his strokes. He gripped his mate's hip tightly as he rocked into Jared over and over again, knowing his hold would leave bruises on the human's skin and loving that he'd marked him that way.
Jared groaned loudly, holding nothing back as he expressed his enjoyment. "Never thought I'd enjoy this so much, but I love how you fill me, Carson," he growled. "Your cock fills me so completely."
Carson snarled. "So good, so good," he repeatedly panted. "Love how you take my cock. I'm gonna fill you, baby," he said. "Gonna fill you so good."
"Oh, yeah," Jared moaned.
Unable to resist his desire, Carson felt his canines extend and he wrapped them around the fleshy part of Jared's shoulder. As he felt his balls pull tight and his orgasm approach, he bit. Jared's blood flowed into his mouth and his mate cried out in shock before moaning in bliss as the cock in his fist shot stream after stream of seed. The man's ass clamped down on Carson's dick. Carson groaned around the flesh in his mouth and emptied himself into his mate.
Seconds later, he carefully removed his canines and licked Jared's wound clean.
"I thought you only did that when you mated," Jared whispered several moments later after his breathing had somewhat evened out.
Carson chuckled. "Who the fuck told you that?" He kissed the back of Jared's neck to take the sting out of his words. "We bite to enhance our sexual pleasure," he explained.
"Oh," Jared commented softly. Then he looked over his shoulder at him and glared. "You've bitten others? You have more than one mate?"
The man's anger took Carson by surprise, until he realized from where it stemmed. Jared is jealous! Carson leaned forward and nuzzled his human's neck. "You're the only one I've ever bitten, Jared. I've never even been tempted by another," he told Jared softly.
Jared's gaze searched his face for several seconds before he whispered, "Okay. Good."
Carson let the silence fall between them, content to just relax and hold his mate. Half an hour later, his bladder told him he could no longer put off his morning routine.
As he headed to the bathroom he heard Jared ask, "What time is it?"
He glanced at the clock on the end table. "Almost eleven."
"Shit," Jared growled, rolling to a sitting position on the bed. "We need to get moving. I told Casey I'd visit him at noon."
"Who's Casey?" Carson snapped, before he could rein in his possessiveness.
Jared chuckled, crossing the floor and kissing him gently. "The bunny shifter. You can come with me," he added with a grin before disappearing into the bathroom.
"Are you sure about this?" Carson asked for the third time, his voice slightly muffled as he pulled off his shirt.
Jared smirked. "For the last time, yes! With Phil refusing to speak with Terry, my brother-in-law insists that you take the guy's place in the wedding line-up." He held up the tux. "I'm pretty sure it will fit you."
Pulling on the black and white outfit, he frowned. "This was supposed to be for you, wasn't it?"
"Yup," Jared replied, "but I traded it in for one your size." He sighed, looking away. "I didn't have the heart to tell my family that I owned one."
"You own a tux?" he asked incredulously. "Why would you own … " At the thinning of Jared's lips, Carson's brows shot up. "Oh," he muttered, realizing it may be needed to get in and out of high-end parties.
"Let's see how this looks," Jared said, changing the subject.
His human mate expertly creased and buttoned the shirt around his neck and tied the tie before helping him into the jacket and smoothing it over Carson's broad shoulders. Jared took a step back and grinned. "You're one sexy man, Carson."
"I'm your sexy man," he whispered, unable to let the opportunity go for him to express the seriousness of their relationship.
Smiling, Jared nodded. "I know." He stepped forward and pecked an all-too-brief kiss to Carson's lips. "That's not something I'll ever forget." He stepped back and gave him a serious look. "I do plan to come back to Stone Ridge, Carson. It's just going to take some time to get my shit straightened out."
Before he could ask Jared to expound on that comment, a pounding on the hotel door told them they were out of time. Jared crossed to the door and opened it, revealing Lance. "You fairies ready?" he quipped, grinning, but Carson knew a good-natured tease when he heard it.
Jared rolled his eyes and turned to Carson. "And this breeder just epitomized one of the many reasons it took me so long to come out," he snarked back, sweeping his arm toward Lance.
Carson couldn't help it. He started to laugh at their banter. He'd never have thought Jared had that kind of sense of humor. Both men watched him in shock as he doubled over for several minutes before he could manage to get himself under control. "Okay," he gasped. "If you two are done casting pebbles, let's go. We don't want to be late." He sobered as another thought hit him and he grimaced. "That's all I'd need," he groused, "to meet your parents by holding up the wedding."
"Ah, Injun, relax," Jared crooned. "Everything will be fine," he promised, throwing an arm around Carson's shoulders and leading him out of the room. He didn't resist, just let his mate help him into the back of the vehicle before Jared slid in next to him. Lance settled behind the wheel and they headed toward the church.
Carson felt his tension ratchet up degree by degree the closer they neared the church until he could hardly keep still. His wolf paced inside his mind and his foot tapped the floor as he bounced his leg restlessly.
Once Lance parked his vehicle, Jared waved a hand at him in a shooing gesture. "Give us a moment. We'll be right in."
"Sure," Lance said, his gaze drifting to Carson, who knew his face must have been pale from the way the human's brows drew together in concern. "Everything okay?"
Jared smiled and nodded. "Yeah. My man here is just having a case of nerves. Nothing to worry about." After Lance nodded and left, shutting them in the car together, Jared pulled Carson into his arms. "Are you okay?"
Carson nodded before burying his face in Jared's neck and inhaling his human's scent. The musky scent of his mate soothed his wolf and he felt his pulse settle. Slowly he eased away and looked into his mate's eyes. "I'm fine. Just never met a date's parents before," he admitted. Then he grimaced. "That's male or female dates. I've never had a serious relationship either."
Jared nodded, smiling. "Then I'll tell you this now. It doesn't matter if my parents like you or not. I've been protecting them by keeping them at a distance for years, but you are the man I want to figure out a way to spend my life with. It may not be easy, or immediate," he warned, "but I swear to whatever deity you believe in, it will happen."