Page 71 of Reclaiming Home

It took us no time at all to slither out of our clothes and rut against each other mindlessly. I’d never felt this wanted by someone before, and I certainly hadn’t felt this kind of need for another, either.

“Wait,” Kye gasped when I took hold of our cocks between us.

I stilled and raised a brow. “Yes?”

“I want you inside me.” He came across determined enough that I knew he meant it, had thought it through, and I didn’t need to question it even if that was my first instinct anyway.

“Bare?”

He nodded. “We can shower afterward. Change the sheets if need be. I just….” He glanced away for the first time, then with determination in his gaze, he looked at me again. “I don’t want anything in between us.”

I could tell there was more to his statement than the matter at hand, but it wasn’t the time to figure it out now.

“Okay.”

I reached over to get the lube from the bedside table, then pushed the drawer shut again. It made an annoying noise, and I winced.

“You need to fix that. Your poor ears,” Kye said, having seen the same thing happen before.

“Nah, I want to throw it out and replace it with mine. I’m sure Rian put it in the moving truck.” I smiled. “I made one I like a lot. The headboard is great as well. You’ll see.”

I worked my fingers inside him, unable to hurt him in a way that wasn’t consensual pain play. My wolf, as uninterested in sex as it was, would never let me be cruel or hurt my mate.

When I finally deemed Kye ready, he was clawing my back and tried his best to kick me in the shin.

“Come on already, I need you,” he whined, with steel in his gaze.

The fact that he knew what he wanted and wasn’t afraid to ask for it was sexy as hell.

Slicking my cock, I nudged his thighs up and apart, then winked at him and pushed inside without any preamble.

The way his back arched and his eyes closed might’ve been the most erotic thing I’d ever experienced. His long hair fell around his head on the pillow, messy already, and I couldn’t wait to see how disheveled he’d look by the time I was done with him.

It took him a moment to adjust to me and refocus his attention. When he did, he smiled almost dazedly, then nodded. “Go on. Show me what you got, Alpha.”

The twinkle in his eyes belied his attempt at taunting me, not that I minded in the least.

“As you wish, mate.” I pulled out almost completely, then snapped my hips forward, cognizant of the fact that he was human.

“That all you got?”

Yeah, okay, maybe he was a stubborn, tough as fuck human? I tilted my head as if thinking about it and shrugged, then gave in to the urge to fuck him into the mattress.

I knew he would tell me if I was being too rough, but seeing the way his skin turned white around where my fingers gripped him while he only moaned harder told me he didn’t mind any of this. In fact, the rougher I got, the louder he became.

Being inside my mate was as magical as I thought it would be. I’d always thought the phrase “he felt like he was made for me” was just talk. How much difference could there be between one person and another anyway? But somehow, my whole body seemed to curl around him, mentally and physically. I felt protective and as if I was giving my mate exactly what he wanted and needed, and he was giving me those same things.

It was a feedback loop I couldn’t get enough of; his punched out little moans spurred me on, made me feel like the provider and the Alpha I hadn’t known I could be. Elation coursed through me, the higher Kye climbed, dragging me right with him.

“So, so close,” he gasped out, then reached for his cock that was leaking between us.

“No, mine,” I growled, and grabbed his erection in a hand that was suddenly not completely human. “Shit.”

Kye looked at me, then grinned and squeezed my dick like a vise. “You’re a wolf, baby. Own it.”

Then he lifted his chin and tilted his head. Another little taunt. Another way to make me realize that he truly understood me. The growl that burst out of me wasn’t completely human, and again, his ass contracted around me as his cock jumped in my hand. I leaned in and nosed his neck, behind his ear, getting his scent, his sweat, his essence, then nipped at the skin with teeth carefully controlled so as not to hurt him.

“Are you going to come for me?” I asked, pumping his cock in rhythm with my thrusts.

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