Now.

When Luka went down to his elbows, lifting his ass more for Johnathan, he couldn’t wait any longer. He’d be as gentle as he could be. Johnathan never wanted to hurt Luka. He probed the entrance with his fingers, watching the tight pucker flutter and open, allowing one finger than the second to push into his mate. Luka shuddered and his cock leaked. The translucent fluid dripped onto the hardwood stairs, creating a puddle under his dick.Fuck, that’s so hot.He eased his fingers in and out of his mate’s ass, remembering to pay special attention to Luka’s prostate.

The broken sob that came from his mate accompanied the leak of cum that poured from the tip of his cock while his balls throbbed. Johnathan watched in fascination and excitement as his mate climaxed in long flowing ribbons of cum causing the pool to grow between his knees. “Shit, rabbit. What are you doing to me?”

“Massaging your prostate,” he answered before pulling his fingers free. Johnathan was delirious with desire. Lust poundedthrough his veins, demanding he take what was his. He spit on his cock, then worked it into his length, knowing it wasn’t lube, but for now, it would do. He spit again, getting his dick wetter when he combined the spit and precum. “Hold on.”

Despite what some assholes thought, coming fast wouldn’t lube up the ass like KY would or any other gel. Still, the idea sounded like fun. He pushed the crown of his cock to Luka’s asshole and flexed his hips. The small, puckered hole gave way under the pressure, allowing him to enter his mate. Fire bloomed along his spine. His breath left him in a rush as he tried to control the need building within him. He groaned, taking his time. Johnathan hissed Luka’s name, clawing at his back as he grabbed his shoulders for purchase while sinking deeper into the hot, clenching hole.

“Look at your hungry little hole gobbling up my cock like a good boy,” Johnathan groaned. “Fuck, that’s so good.”

Luka hissed, gripping the stairs. His nails elongated, digging into the hardwood. “You’re huge.”

“Thank you,” Johnathan beamed then grunted. “You keep clenching around me, I’m going to fill this tight ass up with cum.”

His head swam. His heart felt like it would beat out of his chest. Everything inside Johnathan said give over, have fun. They’d be fucking in a few minutes as it was. Yet, he wanted to last for his mate. Their first time should be amazing. He wanted to protect his mate. Everything inside of him demanded he make sure everyone knew who Luka belonged to. He’d bite Luka, leaving his mark where everyone could see it. Excitement filled him. The idea of his mate carrying his bite, showing who claimed Luka, turned him on.

“Fill me up,” Luka groaned. “Do it, Johnathan. “Please.”

Johnathan’s eyes rolled up. He let go of his control and concentrated on where their bodies were connected. Each dragof his cock caused his sac and gut to tighten further. The coil of pleasure building within him, constricted until he thought he’d pass out from the pleasure and the razor-sharp pain of holding back his climax.

The first jerk of his cock after giving over to the bliss consuming him, startled Johnathan. He shouted. Digging his nails into Luka’s hips, he fucked him hard and fast, slamming his hips against Lukas as he unloaded inside him. The pleasure was too much. His balls throbbed. How he was able to climb up his mate’s back, and bite down on his collar bone while he continued to climax, left him dazed. This all-consuming feeling of being out of control while the singular desire to mate should have scared the shit out of him. If anything, he sank into it and gave over, pushing himself as deep as he could into his mate.

“We are nowhere near done yet,” he said, running his tongue over the bite he’d left in Luka’s flesh.

Luka chuckled, before throwing his words back at Johnathan. “Good. Because it’s my turn.”

Johnathan stared out the window of his bedroom overlooking the desert below, a hot cup of coffee in his hand. The sun crested the ridge, bathing the sand and desert foliage in shades of pink and orange. Behind him, in his bed, Luka slept. They’d spent more than half the night exploring each other’s bodies. By the time they slipped off to sleep, it’d been well after midnight and exhaustion consumed them. He’d woke an hour ago, his dick stiff and his tip wet. He thought about waking Luka so they could enjoy the sunrise together, however, he wasn’t a selfish asshole. The last few months and most recently, the past week had takena toll on the Novikov family. The least he could do was allow his mate time to recharge and heal.

Speaking of which, Luka’s soft groan as he turned over in bed, drew Johnathan’s gaze to his naked ass. He bit back a moan.Teasing asshole.Had he not made the connection to what they were, he would have when his dick never went soft, no matter how many times he orgasmed—a side effect of finding his mate. He might not knot like the wolves or barb or whatever else the other did, but he had stamina in spades and could continue to mate until he passed out. Yet, even then, he’d be hard and ready for his mate.

“You’re staring at my ass,” Luka muttered, pushing the pillow out of his face. “I can feel you.”

“I bet you can,” Johnathan said putting his coffee mug on the nightstand beside him. “I had my dick inside that perfect ass for over half the night.”

“I know,” he said, peeking open his eyes. “I thought for sure you’d be inside me, fucking me when I woke up.”

“I love ass,” Johnathan said, “but I also like my partners conscious. Although, the thought had crossed my mind.”

“Well, I’m awake now. What are you waiting for?”

Johnathan smirked, grabbing the lube from where he left it the night before. “Insatiable mate.” The second he entered his mate’s ass again, he groaned. “Fuck... That’s better than coffee.” He flexed his hips retreating slowly, allowing his dick to drag against the walls of Luka’s ass. His mate pulsed around him, milking him for everything Johnathan was worth. “Guess I better call in. I don’t think we’re going anywhere today, mate.” He grunted, pressing his face to Luka’s chest. “You feel so fucking good.”

“Maybe you should,” Luka replied, pushing down against Johnathan meeting his thrust. “Don’t want them to get worried when you don’t show up.”

He chuckled then groaned at the feel of Luka’s ass clenching around him. “They’ll probably send Kalkin to find me.” Johnathan slid his palm over Luka’s hip and palmed his hard cock. “He has a way of interrupting everything.”

Luka shuddered. His eyes fluttered closed as a keen sound built in the back of his throat. “You should definitely call someone then. I’d hate to be interrupted.”

“As you wish mate,” Johnathan said, making like he’d pull out. When his mate protested, he slammed back into him, causing them both to shout with pleasure.

“Why don’t we wait,” Luka said. “He might be busy.”

Johnathan grinned, his strokes matching the thrust of Luka’s hips. “Of course. Don’t want to disturb anyone this early in the morning.”

Luka groaned. “Never.”

Hours later, they sat inside the diner eating lunch, both wearing shit-eating grins. Their little morning wake-up call, ended in the shower where Luka fucked Johnathan. His breath hitched at the thought. He’d never thought of himself as a bottom, but the idea then the experience of being surrounded by a man at least half a foot taller than him, fucking him in such a way, he couldn’t tell where he began and the man ended, left him a bit giddy and feeling like a kept mate.