Page 70 of The Bull's Head

With a few huffed breaths, Byk slid down a bit more, taking Teddy into his slender, sexy body. Had Teddy ever thought of someone as sexy? Not that he could recall. Sure, he could appreciate someone’s looks, but nothing beyond that. When he gazed at Byk, though, it was as though a cover was torn from his eyes. Byk shone in everything he did. Smile, laugh, and even now, lowering himself onto Teddy. Byk was everything in one package.

Finally, Byk was completely seated and it was fucking glorious. He looked so… elegant and regal there, his skin flushed, a scarlet tinge in his cheeks, his big, dark eyes filled with wonder. No doubt about it, Teddy was in love.

Byk leaned forward, his forearms on Teddy’s chest, beads of sweat dotting his forehead. Yet his smile was so genuine. “So… full. Maker, there was pain initially, but now it feels so right.”

Tears dripped from Byk’s cheeks. Teddy reached up and swiped them away. “Are you okay?”

“We’re really totally mated,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe as he ran his fingers over Teddy’s bite, then placed a soft kiss where he’d bitten Teddy. “I never thought it would happen. I figured I’d?—”

“Don’t,” Teddy said gently. “I can only imagine what you went through, and here, in our room, there’s only us. I won’t bring Hiram here, and you will leave Hyde out there for us to deal with later. This is our sanctuary, our respite from the world. There’s only supposed to be love here. Deal?”

“Yeah, deal.” He hunched up a bit, then dropped back down. “Maker….”

He flattened his hands on Teddy’s chest, kneading the muscles as he slowly moved up and down, varying the speed, the tempo. As he got more into it, bliss spread throughout Teddy. He was making Byk feel good. He was showing him love. The problem was, it felt too damn good.

“Byk, I?—”

“Me too,” Byk moaned, pumping harder. “Never believed it could feel like this.”

That was something Teddy understood. Despite Ivan’s incessant need to tell Teddy about how amazing sex was, he’d lacked the urge for it. Here, at this moment? He was connected to Byk as their souls entwined, becoming one. He grabbed Byk’s shoulders and dragged him down, locking their lips together. Byk whimpered and opened for Teddy, who slipped his tongue inside.

He clutched Byk tight, loving how his ass squeezed Teddy’s cock, milking it. It was the closest Teddy had ever come to the Maker. It was transcendent.

“I love you,” Teddy groaned as he thrust up to meet Byk’s downward glide. The slap of skin on skin was loud in the otherwise quiet room.

Byk slid his hands to Teddy’s pecs, kneading them, squeezing hard. His eyes were shut tight, his face a mask of pleasure. Their movements had long since lost any rhythm, now both rutting mindlessly. Teddy grunted with each thrust, while Byk’s keening cry filled his ears, spurring him on. When he could no longer stand it, he gripped Byk’s waist and lifted him up, spun him around, and dropped him back on the bed. He grabbed Byk’s legs and spread them, opening him up. Then he wrapped a hand around his cock and pushed back inside his mate.

“Teddy… please.”

“Tell me what you want,” Teddy demanded, once again slamming inside Byk.

“I’m so close. Please, make me cum.”

Teddy was close too. His orgasms in the past had revolved around him and his hand, but they didn’t provide the same pleasures that Byk’s body was. He was going to fill Byk with his seed. Watch as it seeped out of his hole and pooled beneath him. Why was that so important now? Because he needed to mark Byk, to let everyone know they belonged together.

There were no words to describe the ripples of pleasure that seared through Teddy. He could feel Byk in his soul, and he knew he was bringing intense joy to him. As his orgasm hit him, Byk cried out and jets of cum spurted from his cock, splatting on his stomach and chest. He whimpered as Teddy continued to push in. Then he was there, on the precipice. When Byk reached up and stroked his face, that was all Teddy needed. He grunted as his orgasm crested and he shot deep inside Byk.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he panted. “Byk, my Byk.”

“Oh, Maker!” Byk nearly screamed as he clutched Teddy’s pecs. As Teddy watched, he could see the worry on Byk’s scarlet face, as his cum splattered on Teddy’s stomach, chest, and even his cheeks. The scent of Byk permeated the fluid that now ran down Teddy’s body, only much stronger.

“I’m sorry, Teddy! I didn’t mean to—what are you doing?” he asked, his voice rising.

Teddy swiped a finger through the warm spend on his face and popped it into his mouth, sucking noisily.

“Better than chocolate,” he whispered a moment before he tugged Byk down to sprawl over his body. “We need to do that again. Soon.”

“Yes,” Byk agreed. “I don’t think I could ever get tired of feeling this perfect.”

“But next time, you’re going to do me.”

Byk’s cheeks reddened. “I-I don’t know if I can,” Byk said.

“If you’re not comfortable doing it, that’s fine. If you’re nervous, why not give it a try? There’s nothing like being inside your mate. You can feel their pleasure within your own body. It’s an amazing feeling, and I would love to share it with you, if you’re willing. But, if you’re not, I would gladly share any pleasure you’d like, even if it isn’t sex.”

“What? No! This was incredible. I could feel like you said. Our souls entwining, melding together. This is what makes me believe in the Maker. She put you in my life to complete me.”

Teddy stroked a hand over Byk’s back. “No, love. No person completes another. We’re part of a greater whole, but those who don’t find their mates, or who choose to not mate, aren’t missing out on anything, because they know they’re fine as they are.”

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