Page 21 of Nugget

Stryker went wild under him. He rocked himself as Gavin spread his fingers wide. Gavin added a third digit, making sure that Stryker was taking all of them to ensure he wouldn’t hurt him.

Lightning lit the entire sky above them. The canopy of leaves blocked out most of it but Gavin didn’t need any light to see. Soft rain fell as Gavin positioned the tip of his shaft at Stryker’s entrance.

Gavin held on firmly to Stryker’s hips pushing inside.

Even with the prep Stryker was tight.

He had to move his hips, working himself in and out, loosening Stryker to take all of him. Gavin had to bite his lip as he called on his patience. He would never hurt Stryker. Not his boy. His mate. It was too important. Stryker was too important.

“I can take it,” Stryker said. “Give it to me.”

Gavin tightened his hold. He gave a powerful thrust. “This what you want?”

Stryker shouted.

He drew his hips back before Gavin powered forward again.

Lightning arced above them again.

The ground shook with a rumble.

Rain began to fall faster and harder.

Everything from inside Gavin reflected in nature around them.

As Gavin started to ride Stryker hard, he closed his eyes and threw his head back. He plunged deep, making sure that he pegged Stryker’s prostate with every thrust.

Stryker met him each and every time.

They were making their own electricity. The connection between them alive.

Mates.

Forever.

Family.

Gavin’s entire body was alive. Almost like he felt right before shifting. Not that he planned on turning into his firebird right then. No, Gavin was claiming his mate.

He grasped Stryker’s cock and jerked him with each thrust of his hips.

Opening his mouth, he yelled out his release as Stryker covered his palm with his own seed.

* * * * *

Stryker

Gavin pulled out of him gently, but Stryker already missed him. Of being filled. He tried to capture Gavin’s arm, but Gavin was turning Stryker over and helped him sit on the log.

Gavin dropped to his knees in front of Stryker. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

The caring tone almost undid him.

“Baby?”

Stryker shook his head quickly. He needed to find the words that were stuck in the back of his dry throat. It was very important that he got this out. He cleared his throat. “That was perfect. You were perfect.”

Cupping his face, Gavin pushed closer to kiss Stryker.

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