Page 53 of His Determined Bear

He dipped his homemade french fries in my homemade aioli and continued to moan until my poor cock could not take it much longer.

“Uh, Cooper, Baby, ” I said, “you’re killing me with the sounds coming out of your mouth. Just saying because I’m gonna need to work off this hard on pretty soon.”

“I think I can help you out there, big guy,” he purred at me around bites of his cheeseburger, mayonnaise dripping down from the corner of his mouth. The site of that put wicked thoughts into my head and made my cock pulse even more.

I managed to keep myself together until we were finished with dinner. After we cleared away our plates, we went back to the sofa to let our food settle. Nights in LA could be cool, and this one was, so Cooper asked me to start a fire in the fireplace. Memories of the night we’d accidentally conceived our child played like a movie in my mind.

“What are you thinking about?” Cooper asked, his eyes swirling with smoldering passion.

“I'm just remembering our first night together, in front of the fire,” I said.

“That was a great night,” Cooper replied, coming over to put his arms around my shoulders as I squatted down in front of the fireplace. “I’ve been thinking, and I want you to claim me before you fly back to Montana. I want to know that I’m yours, and you’re mine when we’re not together. We’ve managed to create this little one, and I want an equally beautiful life with you, no matter where we choose to be.”

Turning him around and pulling him into my lap, I sat on the floor in front of the fire. Looking into his beautiful eyes, I spoke from my heart, “I love you, Cooper, and I would love nothing more than to claim you as mine tonight.” I leaned forward and took his mouth gently with mine.

Cooper stood up and went to his bedroom to retrieve some blankets that he spread out on the floor in front of the fire. I took the throw pillows from the sofa and piled them around our pallet on the floor.

Both of us were on our knees at this point, so I gently pulled him to me and began slowly removing his clothes, piece by piece. Cooper worked to rid me of mine simultaneously, laughing when we got tangled up trying to work over one another.

When we both were blissfully naked, I laid him down on his back on the soft pile of blankets. I proceeded to trail kisses from his mouth to his neck, then down his chest and over his nipples, before stopping to place reverent kisses on his belly where our baby grew in our love.

Cooper ran his fingers through my hair and over my beard, positioning my head just where he needed me most. I took him into my mouth and sent him into quaking shivers as I rubbed my beard against his sensitive balls. The sounds of his moans stiffened my cock.

Cooper stopped me at that point and asked me for something equally as sensual.

“Graham, I need to suck your cock. Can you flip around so that I can suck you while you suck me?” Just the thought of a sixty-nine with Cooper almost made me shoot my load right then, but I took a moment to breathe, then did as he asked.

Cooper took me deep into his throat and sucked me like I was the best lollipop he’d ever had. The sensation of his hands on my ass, probing my hole as he hoovered me, was almost too much. When he grazed my prostate, I had to stop him right there.

“Babe,” I panted. “We’ve got to stop, or I’m going to blow, and I’m not ready for this to be over.”

Cooper grinned at his triumphant victory over what he did to me. Cheeky bastard.

I turned and pulled him to his knees before placing pillows on the floor to nestle his growing belly and to keep me from crushing him. I trailed soft kisses down his spinal cord, making him wiggle and moan. Making sure the pillows were within reach, I eased him face down onto his stomach, again ensuring we protected our little one in a nest of pillows under his abdomen.

When he was settled, I gently slid his thighs apart and rubbed his leaking hole with my fingers. Cooper moaned at my touch, and my cock hardened as never before. I was about to make a lifelong claim on my mate, and the power of this moment was not lost on me.

Easing my hard cock to his hole, I gently slipped my steel rod into his tight channel. More moaning came from Cooper as I seated myself as far as I could go. My cock throbbed, and I knew I would have to slow down to keep from ending this before either of us wanted.

When I had myself under control, I began to slowly move in and out of Cooper until my cock began to swell. I knew this was the moment that I had waited for my entire life. I withdrew from Cooper, and he whined at the loss of me. Reaching down, I placed my hands around his hips and urged him to his knees.

“I need you on your knees, baby. I need to be able to thrust into you, and I can't do it without hurting the baby if you are laying down,” I explained.

Cooper quickly moved to his knees, his arousal evident by the strong pheromones he was emitting. I wanted to bathe in them, but this first.

When Cooper was comfortable on his knees once more, ass in the air, I slid back inside him effortlessly. Home. My thrusts began to pick up, and my cock swelled once more. I leaned over him, bracing the majority of my weight on my left arm, our sweat-slicked bodies moving together as one.

“Who do you belong to, Cooper?” I growled in his ear.

“You, my alpha. Only you,” he panted out.

He tilted his head to the left, and I leaned forward into his neck and set my teeth at the juncture between his neck and collarbone. I bit down, tasting salt, and sweat, laced with the faint taste of iron.

Cooper cried out at the pain and pleasure as I nailed his prostate over and over until he came all over the pillows. I grunted and growled, thrusting deeper and deeper, my cock growing to an unimaginable girth until I filled my love with my seed until there was none left. I slowed my movements and let go of his neck where I’d left my mark on him. I licked the pain away with my tongue and placed reverent kisses down his spine.

“You’re mine now, Cooper, forever to have and hold,” I whispered to him.

He let out a contented sigh and replied, “Yours, only yours, Graham.”