Our bodies pressed together, breathing hard, sweat forming a sheen on our skin. The forest seemed to hold its breath around us, waiting for our next move. We were two alpha males, usually so in control, reduced to fighting like this over teenage mistakes.
I felt him stiffen beneath me, and I knew he was about to push me off.
But then he didn’t.
Instead, his hands cupped my face tenderly, his thumbs tracing the lines of my jaw, his blue eyes searching mine like he was trying to find something he’d lost. “I wasn’t ready for someone like you, Enzo,” he whispered roughly. “I was stupid in pride, and ... you’re right. Fear. I went about approaching you the wrong way.”
The tenderness in his voice, and it lit a fire inside me. His vulnerability, and memories of his hard body over Sierra, sharing her with all of us, made me bold.
I leaned in close, our lips a breath apart, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might burst from my chest. “Make up for it now,” I challenged, my voice low and rough. “Show me how much you want me.”
In an instant, his mouth crashed onto mine, a firestorm of hunger and need. His hands fisted in my hair, pulling me closer as our tongues danced together. Our teeth clashed, and I savored the bite of pain mingled with desire.
The forest around us blurred as we devoured each other, now side by side, our need reaching new heights. Heat radiated from him, searing through our clothes and setting my whole body on fire.
He growled into my ear, “You’re so fucking hot.”
I moaned in agreement, feeling every inch of him against me. “So are you.”
His hands roamed over my chest and abdomen, teasing the sensitive flesh, sending sweet shockwaves through me. My hands found purchase on his ass, squeezing tightly as he ground himself against me.
We were clawing and biting and moaning, our bodies moving together as if we’d been doing this forever. The rough earth digging into my back only heightened the sensation.
He tasted like heat and an intoxicating, lingering hint of whisky, and I could’ve drunk him down.
As if he sensed my need, he pushed me further, kissing his way down my neck, nipping at the skin there gently before licking the spot to soothe it. He growled against my skin, “Mine, at last.”
It was a possessive declaration that made me shiver with anticipation and bristle with need. My hands tangled in his hair as he moved lower, sucking and nibbling his way down my chest and I pushed him further. “No. You’re mine.”
He chuckled darkly and sank his teeth into my flesh, and I arched off the ground, a sharp gasp leaving my mouth. He lapped at the wound gently, healing it as his hands traveled lower. “We belong to each other. We’re mates.”
My body knew the truth of it as his fingers dipped into my boxers, brushing against my aching cock. I gasped, feeling the fire that licked at my insides. And then he was pulling them down, his rough fingers wrapping around me, stroking me expertly.
I thrust into his hand as he sucked and nipped at my stomach, my hips bucking wildly.
His voice was a rasp when he spoke. “You feel so good.”
I grabbed his head and pulled him up, capturing his lips again in a hungry kiss. Our tongues dueling as his hand continued to work me over, faster and harder.
I felt him against my entrance, slick with his own desire. We each muttered a lubrication spell, and then he was pushing inside me.
It wasn’t gentle, but it was wanted. So fucking wanted.
I gripped his shoulders to steady myself, holding on for dear life as he thrust in and out, slamming into me with rough ferocity.
His teeth scraped my jawline, and I groaned, twisting my hips, seeking more friction.
We were both breathing heavily, grunting with each hard thrust. The sound of our bodies slapping together would have echoed through the forest if not for the cloaking spells we’d already cast. Instead, we were surrounded by silence in our own little world of sin.
Suddenly, I came with a shout, my entire body tensing up as he stroked me through the orgasm. His name on my lips as the world spun around me.
Then he followed, growing loud and primal, in my ear as he came too, his fingers digging into my hips.
We panted for air, our chests heaving as we pulled apart, looking deeply into each other’s eyes.
“Fuck,” he breathed. “That was... intense.”
Understatement much? But shit, we were losing time. Daylight was quickly passing, and I was supposed to be gathering intel on the goddamned bastards who were destroying our world as we knew it. Not getting ass-fucked and jerked off by none other than Torin- Fucking-Murphy.
Jesus Christ. I tucked my dick back into place with hands that shook more than I liked. At the sound of metal zipping, Tor caught my eye and that traitorous cock of mine gave another little twitch in acknowledgment. But my happy one-eyed soldier and I both knew it was just the beginning, and we’d have time to catch up later.
I glanced at the watch on my phone, shocked to see how much time had passed. Torin checked his as well, grimacing guiltily. We needed to hurry.
As we approached the lake, we heard growling and the splash of water.
Eyes widening, I looked closer and saw the alligators swimming towards the shore.
What the actual fuck?
A growl rumbled deep in my chest, and I pushed it down, focusing on the task at hand. More alligators were moving towards the school, swimming towards us.
I could hear Tor gulp beside me, his breath hot on my neck while he muttered another silencing spell around us, fortifying the ones we already had. He was afraid, but he wasn’t showing it.
Tor’s eyes met mine, and we shared the same thought.
We couldn’t risk being seen or heard. Without the extra power from the Dark Ones, we were just two regular wizards. Maybe a little better-trained and well-versed in spells than others our age, but I felt the loss of that added “oomph.” But I didn’t miss all the shit that came with it.
We crept backward, silent as ghosts, then came to a stop when a voice muttered in the darkness.
