“Why? I like doing it and it’s a faster way to travel. You poor humans are limited.”
“This poor human is very happy with the way he moves around.” Gray pushed Henry back against the wall. “Stop. You don’t have any right to touch me.”
“I’m your mate. That’s all I need.”
“You don’t like me.” Henry looked up into Gray’s eyes. “Why would you want to be near me?”
“I don’t want to be near you, but I do want to fuck you.”
“No.”
Gray chuckled softly. “That word doesn’t work on me.”
Henry smiled, then kneed Gray in the nuts. As Gray fell to the floor moaning in pain, Henry stepped over him and grabbed his jeans, pulling them on. “No seems to work just fine.”
“You fucker,” Gray gasped out.
“What a way to talk to your mate.” Henry pulled on a t-shirt then left his bedroom. Grabbing his sneakers, he put them on, then stood. “Enjoy your recovery time. I’ll be at some club fucking the night away.” He heard a growl and ran to his front door, but didn’t reach it before a hand yanked him back.
“No one gets to touch you.” Gray’s eyes glowed red and a second later, Henry’s mouth was taken in a blistering kiss.
He didn’t even consider hiding his moans. Henry needed to feel Gray’s hands on him and even though he still wasn’t completely convinced about being mated to Gray, Henry couldn’t deny the way his body responded to him. One second, his dick had been soft and the next he was hard.
The touch of Gray’s hands on his body had Henry burning up. He’d missed Gray’s touch, and he’d only experienced it once, but now that he was here again, he knew no other man would do. Gray tugged on Henry’s t-shirt and Henry lifted his arms so Gray could pull it off.
As soon as it was gone, Gray kissed him again, his tongue darting into Henry’s mouth. One hand gripped Henry’s hair, and the other wrapped around his waist. When Gray pushed Henry up against the wall, Henry moaned and arched up, rubbing his dick along Gray’s, feeling Gray’s own erection.
Gray’s hands moved and tugged on Henry’s jeans, pulling them open and pushing them down over his hips. Henry’s dick slapped his stomach and then Henry grunted when Gray’s lips wrapped around the wet head.
“Fuck.”
Gray didn’t respond. He continued to suck and lick Henry’s dick, then he moved back and spun Henry around. Spreading Henry’s ass cheeks wide, Gray dived straight in, his tongue linking over Henry’s wrinkled hole.
Henry pushed back, his head resting on his arms as he leaned on the wall. He heard a drawer open and lifted his head, then Gray was licking his ass again. When Henry felt a wet finger push inside, he knew Gray had grabbed the lube. That had been why he’d heard the drawer being opened.
Pushing back, Henry moaned when a second finger slid inside. “More.”
“Wait.”
“I can take it.”
Gray didn’t respond but spread his fingers wide, stretching Henry and making him moan again. A third finger pushed inside and Henry hissed at the pain. It was brief, then morphed into something far better, his body shuddering when Gray rubbed his fingers over Henry’s prostate. The difference in how he felt now and how he felt when Jess did it staggered Henry, but now wasn’t the time to dwell on it, not when Gray made him feel this good.
Gray’s finger slid free and then Henry felt Gray against his back. “Now I’m gonna fuck you.”
Chapter Nine
Gray gritted his teeth as he slid into Henry’s ass. Tight heat covered his dick, then Henry clenched around him and Gray trembled. So good. Being inside Henry felt so good, and Gray had this for the rest of his life. He pushed away the negative feeling that rose with that thought and concentrated on making Henry feel good.
He pulled out then slammed back in and felt Henry tighten around him. He shuddered and bit his lip as he moved in and out of Henry’s tight ass. Henry moaned and pushed back, moving with Gray. Gray closed his eyes, inhaling Henry’s scent, recognizing the way his scent was now mingled with his mate’s. There was no escaping the reality of the situation, but right then, he wasn’t bothered. All he wanted was to fuck Henry, wanted to feel his body come apart beneath him. He ignored the fact that his partner’s pleasure wasn’t something he was usually concerned about.
Henry staggered forward as Gray hammered into him, so Gray pulled out, and moved them to the bed, placing Henry face down on it. Henry gasped, then groaned as Gray slipped back insidehis ass. Henry pushed back until he was on his hands and knees, and Gray grinned. Now he could really fuck him.
Grabbing Henry by his hips, Gray fucked him hard and deep, feeling Henry’s body shudder as he hit his prostate. Henry moaned and pushed back, their bodies moving in time together, and Gray bit his lip, his fangs piercing it. He didn’t stop moving, didn’t stop the delicious slide in and out of his mate.
When he felt his balls pull up, Gray pulled Henry up and tugged his head to one side. Exposing his neck, Gray licked across the throbbing vein, then bit. Henry cried out, his body jerking as Gray swallowed, and a few seconds later, he followed Henry over the edge into sweet oblivion.
Once he was able to move again, Gray licked the side of Henry’s neck, ensuring the wounds were closed, then slid out of Henry’s tight ass. Laying on the bed next to Henry, Gray turned his head and watched his mate, making sure he was breathing fine.