Page 17 of Scar Bonds: The Scars That Bind Us

It wasn’t one of Finlay’s smoothest encounters, despite Senan’s gracefulness. For one thing, there was barely any room on the couch, and Finlay was worried he was going to fall off the edge, but he kept hold of Senan, keeping his hips steady, reaching up and kissing him where he could as he tried to match Senan's movements.

Senan sped up, and Finlay knew his orgasm was seconds away. The pressure around his cock made him feel as if Senan’s body was demanding his spunk and before he realized what had happened, Finlay's fangs dropped, and Senan tilted his neck.

YES!Blood flooded Finlay’s mouth as he unloaded his heavy balls into his mate and cemented his claim with a bite to Senan’s neck. Senan’s hand slapped him on the side of his neck, and then he felt a pinch of pain as if someone had flicked him with a match, but just as quickly, something in his soul clicked and his wolf howled in his head as pleasure flooded his body.

I've been claimed, Finlay thought, as he felt their bond settle into the back of his skull.And I'm gonna fall off this damn couch for sure if Senan moves.

Chapter Thirteen

From the way the bedroom was lit up, it was clearly close to lunchtime when Senan woke up. He stretched, realizing with a grin he’d been sleeping on his back – his preferred way to sleep.My wings stayed tucked away.Rolling over, he got a good look at the reason for the ache in his butt and the refreshing feeling that came from getting a decent sleep.

In the daylight, it was easier for Senan to see the differences between Finlay and his brother. Finlay was definitely bigger built and better defined. But it was the non-physical differences that touched Senan’s soul. As he lay there, thinking about the numerous times Finlay had loved on his body overnight, Senan realized Finlay didn’t have to try to be an Alpha – he just was.

An Alpha in the true sense of the word. Senan grinned quietly when he thought of their fumbled claiming. Anyone else would’ve fucked Senan up against the corner of the couch, not caring about his comfort. But Finlay moved them the moment he perceived Senan might be feeling squished.

It’s the caring that makes the difference,he thought, his smile widening as Finlay started to stir, his hand immediately reaching out, clearly looking for him. Alphas were meant to care for their mates and their packs, but again it didn’t seem like Finlay had to strive to be caring. It was a part of his nature.

“Did you sleep well?” Finlay’s voice was thick with sleep.

“Very, thank you.” Senan chuckled. “I was waiting to see if I’m going feel that uncomfortable morning-after sensation. I’m sure you know what I mean.”

“Regretfully, I do.” Finlay nodded as he rolled flat on his back and stretched out his arms. “I’m waiting…waiting…waiting…nope. I’m not feeling it. You?”

“No, I’m not feeling it either. This mating bond is quite incredible.”

“I think it is.” Finlay rolled onto his side again, his hand resting on Senan’s belly. “I’m sorry but I’m compelled to ask, are we going to be okay?” His hand strayed up, stroking over the scar on Senan’s chest. “Can we get past this?”

Senan snorted as he grabbed hold of Finlay’s hand and bit the tip of his mate’s finger. “If anyone has anything to get over it’syou. If I held a grudge against you, felt you were in any way responsible for the shit your brother rained down on my life, or believed I couldn’t see past the similarities in looks you share with your brother, then you wouldn’t be in this bed. You definitely wouldn’t have left your cock imprint in my ass, and you wouldn’t be wearing my mark on your neck. Perhaps I should be asking you, canyouget past this?”

“Why did you bite my finger?” Finlay’s lips quickly pressed together, and his chest was jerking with his efforts not to laugh.

“I wanted to be sure I had your attention. Experience has taught me that wolf shifters don’t listen.” Senan poked his tongue at his mate. “Did it work? Did you hear me?”

“Yes, I heard you my beautiful mate, and to answer your question, yes, I can and will get past the shit that is my brother.” Finlay leaned over, his lips brushing Senan’s chest. “You do realize he’s going to pester us for a while, or pester me at least. He thinks it would be a good idea to talk to you.”

Senan laughed as he shook his head, thrilled with the casual affection. “I don’t owe him another second of my time. What you do with him is up to you. I appreciate you two are family. But he’s not welcome at this house, ever. I don’t want to see him, ever. And now we’ve got that out of the way, can you cook, or dowe need to go out for brunch? Only my stomach feels my throat’s been cut, and I desperately need to use the bathroom.”

“I can cook, but let me take you out for a meal. My wolf wants to show you off and that gives me a chance to pick up some clean clothes while we’re out.” Finlay grinned, which made him look so much younger. “Of course, it would help if I could find the clothes I arrived in last night. Remember? The ones you magicked off my body in your desire to see more of my skin.”

“Like my sweatpants aren’t laying on the floor somewhere near the couch.” But Senan chuckled, too. Finlay probably didn’t realize it, but he was really easy to be around. “My magic can multi-task. Your clothes have been cleaned and are folded neatly, along with your boots, on the chair over by the window.” He pointed over Finlay’s shoulder. “For a wolf shifter, you’re not very observant.”

“My eyes just want to feast on you and only you.”

“How the hell did you manage to say that with a straight face.” But Senan felt that deserved a kiss – just a quick one. His bladder was reminding him there were some things he had no intention of sharing with anyone, not even his fated mate.

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“I really missed doing this.” Senan was wearing his glamor, sipping happily on his large cup of coffee. The remains of their meal were still on the table, and Finlay was feeling pretty good about life.

“Eating out?” It wasn’t something Finlay did very often in his down time, but if Senan enjoyed it they could make it a regular date.

“Being out socially, yes. I think I told you, one of my favorite things to do is to be out people-watching in a social setting like this. It’s always so interesting.”

“In what way?” Finlay watched people, too, but they were usually paranormals he would have to apprehend for some reason or another. Somehow he didn’t think that was what Senan meant.

“People on Earth are so different from those found on the fae realm. It’s real here, real life. When I used to socialize in the fae world, it was like watching an elaborate theatre production. A complete act in a carefully crafted play.” Senan shook his head, clearly remembering the things he saw. “Even a casual brunch like this was unheard of.”

“Tell me about it…if you don’t mind.” Finlay chuckled softly. “Obviously, the fae realm isn’t somewhere I’m likely to visit.”

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