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"That was explosive," Lowell mumbled as words started to get difficult, and his body began to tremble. Sean took the opportunity to move forward, dropping Lowell's legs to the side and using his other hand to gently begin to stroke that hard, leaking cock. He stroked himself a couple of times, covering his cock in plenty of lubricant, and then back to Lowell while stretching and teasing his tight hole. Lowell kept reaching for him mindlessly, begging for more. He was becoming lost in the throes of desire.
"Soon, baby, soon," He crooned. Lowell jutted his hips, trying to get Sean's fingers to go deeper, so Sean thrust hard and fast, pumping in and out, sensitizing the area and bringing Lowell to sexy moans and gasps. "I love the way you react to my touch. So responsive, so beautiful."
Lowell closed his eyes and opened his mouth on a sharp intake. "I need you so badly, Sean." He stated and Sean noticed a fine sweat forming on his brow and upper lip. The room was heating up. He was a vision and Sean would not deny him.
“I need you too.” Sean was serious, and his body was about to burst into flames. The power of Fate was staggering, and when she put two people together, she wasn't kidding around because this was mighty intoxicating. He rained kisses across Lowell's lips along his jaw and down his neck, stopping to whisper in his ear. "I'm going to claim you, Lowell. You are the wolf's mate, and you will wear his mark and feel the bond. Are you ready?"
"I'm ready, Sean. I want to be your mate, and I want to be yours." Lowell began to stroke his own cock and continued to thrust, taking Sean's finger deep in his channel. "I'm ready." He repeated wantonly.
Sean removed his fingers, and after just a moment's hesitation, he plunged his hard cock deep inside Lowell. He felt the tightness gripping him and the warmth enticing him as he buried himself to the hilt. The sensitive flesh burned with a rush of sensations, and he held himself still for just a moment while Lowell adjusted to the invasion.
Lowell had cried out tight and sharp and then fell into a salacious moan that signaled his pleasure and satisfaction. Sean pulled out and then slammed in once again, bracing his elbows on the bed and hovering over Lowell, watching his face, gauging his delight and approval.
He steadily picked up speed, hammering his lover's hole mercilessly, stretching and filling him full. Lowell was panting and gripping Sean's arms and digging in his nails. The slight bit of pain put Sean instantly on the edge of release.
“I’m going to claim you, my love," Sean stated again in order to prepare his little lover for what was to come. Lowell's cock was rock hard, red, and throbbing. It wouldn't take much. Sean continued a steady rhythm of rapid thrusts, stretching Lowell's tight hole and pushing them both even closer to the edge.
"Yes, Sean, yes." Lowell's words were clipped and tight, but they said everything Sean needed to hear. Sean thrust his cock hard, going deep, and held his breath as his climax overtook him. It was a thunderous release coming in powerful streams, filling his little lover full of his hot seed, claiming him as his own. Sean wrapped his arms around him, holding him tight, and sunk his teeth into Lowell's shoulder. He bit him marking his lover, his mate, for all time.
He felt the moment Lowell came; he stiffened and jerked, and a tangy warmth spread between them. The scents filling the room were mind-blowing. The air was thick with love and promise. His future flashed before his eyes, and it was wonderful. Their hearts and mind connected, and their souls touched the bond was complete and their lives would forever be one.
Sean licked the wound until it was healed and left a small but noticeable scar. It would tell everyone that Lowell was the wolf's mate. He slowly pulled out and rolled to lie next to Lowell, pulling him close and dropping warm, wet kisses on his face and chest.
"You taste incredible. I love kissing you, and I love making love to you. Your body was made for me, baby." Sean rambled, and Lowell moved close, tucking his face into the crook of Sean's neck. He took several deep breaths and announced how sweet he smelled.
"Your scent makes me tremble like an aphrodisiac," Lowell stated and kissed Sean's shoulder. "That bite was painful at first, and then it exploded into the most titillating experience I've ever had. It made my entire body sizzle with a sexual sensation. It was fantastic."
Lowell’s hands were everywhere, and Sean was loving every minute of this easy, unrestrained and loving interaction. “I feel you in my mind so clearly now. Your emotions and moods are coming through, and I feel as if you can read me too.”
"I can, but not specifics. Fate would not allow us to read each other's minds. She puts limits on intrusive behavior between mates, but she allows us to know one another, and in time, we will be able to transmit feelings and thoughts to one another. It's a process and grows as time goes on." Sean pulled him tighter to his side and pushed his dark hair back from his face.
“Your beauty takes my breath away, Lowell.” He said and then added. “Fate was too generous you are more than I ever expected or earned, but I am so glad that you’re mine.”
“You say such sweet thing.” Lowell demurred and Sean thought it was charming. “I’m still not sure about everything but I’m sure about you and I’m sure I never want to lose you and that’s all I need right now.”
"Your beauty is only exceeded by your kindness and intelligence. I love every inch of you." Sean placed another kiss on those kiss-swollen lips, drinking in the flavor and essence that was his Fated mate.
"I have so many feelings running through me right now," Lowell confessed. "What does it mean?"
"Our bond is complete, and we are now one in our hearts and minds." Sean began his explanation, covering the points he had not touched on earlier. "Werewolves and other paranormal beings have longer than average life spans, and that is one of the reasons Fate gifts us with mates. Now that we are bonded, your life span will extend to match mine. Also, your healing abilities will improve, and you will experience little or no sickness." He paused, and Lowell turned to look up at him.
“Those are some serious perks.” He said and then added. “How old are you?”
"I'm one hundred and twelve years old."
"One-hundred and twelve," Lowell repeated, a little shocked, and Sean nodded.
“Shifters live very long lives. I’m considered a young shifter.”
“How long?”
"My Alpha is over five hundred years old, and he is still strong and vital."
“That’s astounding.”
"You'll get used to it all. I'm sure I'm forgetting some things, but we have a lifetime to figure it all out and to get it right." Sean smiled and rolled on top of Lowell. "You look lovely, all naked, wearing nothing but my claiming mark." He nuzzled his nose into the crook of Lowell's neck, bathing the sensitive flesh with this warm breath.
They lay holding each other for several minutes and relax. Sean had promised Lowell lunch, but he would so much rather stay where they were and make love the rest of the afternoon. He was just about to suggest such when his phone rang. He reached over the edge of the bed and retrieved his phone and saw that it was Eamon.
