Page 42 of Feels Like Home

Tonight, they were going to bind their souls. Ian would be his forever—the only person who was capable of calming his anxieties and the one being who could destroy him from the inside out.

Ian dragged his mouth upward, those sinful fingers scissoring. Jace arched his back with a breathless cry, pulses of rushing heat pounding through his balls. Ian drank every damn drop, feasting on Jace like a hungry beast.

Still dizzy and breathing like he hadn’t had air in hours, Jace watched as Ian surged toward him, their mouths a collision of lips and tongues, sharing the taste of his seed.

A purr rumbled like thunder, and Jace greedily devoured the sound. An image of Ian’s powerful black panther shot through his mind. A sleek cat with rippling muscles. Fierce. Deadly. Passionate.

Ian used his knees to spread Jace’s legs farther apart. His fingers slid free. With one last nip and lick to Jace’s bottom lip, Ian pulled back. His cock was heavy and throbbing, beautifully thick. Ian stroked lube over the hard flesh, his ripped abs on full display. His biceps flexed as his hand caressed his length.

He looked down at Jace. This was it. There was no going back.

But Jace had already known there was no going back. Even without the bite, Ian owned his heart.

Heavy-lidded eyes focused on Jace, intense eyes as Ian slid the head of his cock over Jace’s hole, teasing him so deliciously. Jace’s heart was going crazy, pounding like hooves across the plain.

With a feral expression, Ian drove inside of Jace to the hilt. A strangled cry tore from Jace’s throat. He gripped Ian’s biceps, fighting to adjust to the cock inside of his body. A very thick cock.

Ian dropped, planting his hands on either side of Jace’s head. Their lips fused, Ian’s tongue chasing his. Jace slid his legs around his mate’s lean waist then locked his ankles.

For damn sure Ian was about to go wild, and Jace needed to hang on for dear life. His hands gripped Ian’s hair, the silky, long strands gliding between his fingers.

It might have been Jace’s imagination, but he could have sworn he felt the panther close, just out of reach. Like it wanted to break free and take over.

Ian thrust powerfully, his hips moving just as seductively. His lips broke away then traced a sensuous path across Jace’s jaw and neck, teeth nipping. Jace felt so damn full, stretched wide, Ian’s shaft stamping ownership all over him.

Any shred of doubt Jace had left fell to the wayside when Ian looked down at him. Those whiskey eyes were filled with deep emotions, tenderness and wonder, need and determination.

And love. It burst through his eyes, strong and intense.

Jace was left breathless, the connection they shared stronger and more potent than anything he’d ever felt before.

Ian moaned out loud with an erotic pleasure, burying his cock inside Jace’s sweat-slicked body over and over again. It was flesh against flesh, carnal and raw.

“Sweet fucking mercy.” Ian purred. “I could stay inside of you forever.”

Jace twisted against Ian, his hips lifting for him, taking his mate’s cock deeper. “Feels…” Jace’s eyes rolled back. “So damn amazing.”

Then Ian’s arms locked onto Jace as the man rolled, landing on his back, Jace perched on top of him. Ian’s hair fanned out over the pillows, making Jace’s breath stall in his lungs.

But Jace didn’t have time to marvel. Ian gripped his hips and drove upward, yanking Jace down. “Ride my cock, kitten.”

Ian pinched Jace’s nipple and then pulled him down to suck on the hard nub, his lips stroking. Jace slapped his palms against Ian’s chest, thrusting his ass downward, teetering on the edge of his orgasm. He could feel his balls drawing up tight against his body.

With a single, strong hand around Jace’s nape, Ian pulled him down even farther. Lips ghosted across Jace’s shoulder.

“You’re so damned beautiful, baby.” Sharp teeth pierced soft flesh.

For a heartbeat, Jace gasped with that millisecond of feeling suspended in midair, caught in the gravity right before you knew something even better was coming. His groin, gut, chest, and limbs blew outward as if ten sticks of dynamite had gone off inside of him.

He couldn’t tell the difference between his own heartbeat and Ian’s. Jace’s pleasure-bursting cries filled the room. A hot flood of cum pulsed from his cock, shooting up Ian’s chest as his hole convulsed.

A tight, indescribable feeling vibrated through Jace full force, making his heart stop for just a beat, and then he was freefalling. Ian buried himself, pinning Jace to him, his cock emptying inside Jace’s ass.

Ian pulled his teeth free, shouted Jace’s name, his neck taut when he clenched his jaw.

Jace had no idea that sex could be that damn astonishing. As he lay across Ian’s chest, one word circled through his head.

Mate.

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