Page 33 of The Devil on my Chest

“I missed this so much.” Rocky seemed to have developed a dozen extra hands. Mal felt fingers in his hair, down his back, lifting his leg up and stroking down his thigh. Mal arched into the hands, clinging onto Rocky’s shoulders and he wallowed in the sensations.

“Let me roll over,” he panted against Rocky’s chest. “Ineedyou in me.”

“Roll with me,” Rocky growled. He rolled onto his back taking Mal with him. “You can ride me.”

“I’m not a cowboy.” Mal chuckled, reaching back and finding Rocky’s cock already slick with dripping precome. “I’ve never even been on a horse. I ride a motorbike, just like you do.”

“Pretend.” Rocky’s hands were heavy on Mal’s hips supporting him as he rose up on his knees. “I want to be in you. I wantyouto control the experience.”

“Oh, Rocky.” Mal glanced up. In that moment Rocky’s expression was pure alpha. The heat in his eyes, his flared nostrils as he inhaled the smell of their joint arousal, the growl that rumbled in his chest as Mal caught the head of Rocky’s cock against the opening in his ass.

It was a new position for Mal and if it hadn’t been for Rocky’s hands keeping him steady, he wasn’t sure it would be comfortable. Mal’s body was used to Rocky’s cock, but it had been a week, and Mal huffed out long breaths as he willed his body to relax.

“You’ve got it, mate. Keep going.” Rocky’s face was flushed and the tendons in his neck stood out. Mal realized in that moment how much control Rocky was showing, letting Mal dictate the pace.

As Mal felt fuller, his eyes closed. A man’s appendage pushing into his ass shouldn’t make Mal feel so complete, and with anyone else Mal knew it wouldn’t feel the same. Gods, he couldn’t even imagine that without feeling sick. But Rocky was his mate – the other half of his soul. Mal let out a whoosh as his butt finally kissed Rocky’s hips.

“Are you falling asleep there?” Mal opened his eyes, smiling at his mate.

“I think…” Rocky stopped and cleared his throat and then tried again. “I think if you so much as twitch I’m going to blow my load. Just give me a minute.”

Mal was happy to wait – his wolf was calm, he could sense the happiness of Rocky’s wolf through their bond. He traced pattern lines on Rocky’s chest and abs, enjoying the closeness he’d been missing.

When Rocky’s grip on his hips tightened, Mal slowly rocked back and forward, just little movements. He couldn’t move very far, caught as he was, but it was just enough to send tingles through his insides. Resting his hands on Rocky’s chest he used the leverage and raised his butt, sinking down slowly and enjoying the sensations all over again.

It was so easy to get lost in the sensations. Rocky kept him steady, his hips following Mal’s as Mal would rise up, groaning as Mal sank down again. Mal moved faster – chasing the feeling of Rocky filling him, over and over and over again.

“I’m sorry, babe, but I’ve got to do this. Tell me if you’re uncomfortable.” Mal was flipped, his legs bent up toward his head, as Rocky loomed over him, pounding into him hard and fast.

All Mal could do was hang on. Rocky’s need was intoxicating and contagious. Mal hadn’t had so much of a hand against his dick, but he could feel his orgasm building low in his belly. Rocky bent his top half down and Mal’s tilt of his head was instinctive. As Rocky’s teeth hit their mark, Mal tensed as his orgasm powered through his body and seconds later, Rocky’s hips slammed into him one last time, freezing as he groaned around Mal’s neck, filling Mal’s insides.

It was a long minute later before either of them moved. “Hmm, babe, you feel so good.” Rocky pulled out and rolled off far toosoon in Mal’s opinion, but as Mal stretched out his legs, he was quietly grateful.

“I was a fool,” Rocky mumbled, his eyes already closing. “Am I forgiven.”

“As if you had to ask. Sleep babe.”

Mal wasn’t even sure if Rocky heard him as his only response was a quiet snore. Feeling decidedly sticky, Mal rolled out the other side of the bed and headed for the bathroom. Rocky had said there were bacon buns for him in the kitchen, and Mal could enjoy a hot tea and the peace and quiet for a while longer.

And then I might go back to bed,Mal decided. He was sure Joe could take care of things in the office for one day. Curling up with his mate seemed far more important.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Rocky was determined to be on his best behavior. Thursday had rolled around again, and Mal had another appointment with Doc. Rocky was absolutely going to be there. He wanted to see if it was true, and the little blobs actually moved on Doc’s screen.

He stayed in his office, papers across his desk. There was a good chance he was meant to be reading them, but Rocky honestly believed that in the years Ra had been mayor, he just delighted in sending ridiculous amounts of paperwork through because he knew Rocky didn’t like that side of the job.

Thank goodness for Mal.Speaking of which, Rocky tilted his head, his ears straining as he could hear someone was talking in the outer office.Is that Molly again? If those boys…

Rocky jumped to his feet, determined to see what was going on, but as he got to his office door, he forced himself to stop.You do not want a repeat of last week.Instead he hid behind the door, pulling on his wolf senses so he could hear everything that was going on.

“…I think it was a gross overreaction.”

“Nancy, what did your husband actually tell you about what happened?”

There was Mal being super calm and so polite.I don’t know how he does it.

“There were a few smashed flowers or something.” Nancy seemed dismissive. “Toby said it was an accident, and my husband told me that Molly went completely overboard, demanding my boys be arrested. Why on earth would you do that to kids?”

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