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Nero’s moan was audible even over the running water.

When I turned back around, the only part of my body that hadn’t been covered in soap was my cock, and I took it in hand, stroking up and down, squeezing just enough that the sensation made me throw my head back and close my eyes.

A cool breeze washed over my skin, and then Nero’s gruff rumble surrounded me. “Rinse off and get out here. I need you so damn bad.”

I didn’t need to be told twice.

When I finished rinsing off and opened the door, Nero was standing there with a large black towel that he threw around my shoulders before he picked me up and carried me to the bed, tossing me down, then brushing the empty bags from Target and Otto to the floor.

“Fuck.” Myriad emotions swirled in the single word, and I propped up on my elbows and watched as he whipped his blackT-shirt off over his head. My gaze traced over his saddle patch, but I’d never seen the whole thing, only what was visible above his collar, so I couldn’t tell what it was that he’d shown his brother that had proven we were mates, but I appreciated the view all the same. In the soft light of his bedroom, I could make out more of the dips and planes that made up his chest, and he was stunning. The handful of black tattoos that decorated his skin looked like they belonged there, like he’d been born with them, and I wanted to trace every line and whorl.

Nero lowered his pants and underwear, and his dick sprang up, almost touching his stomach. There was power in knowing I was responsible for that reaction, and heat flushed through my body.

“Nero,” I started, but before another word could pass through my lips, his mouth was on me, his body bracketing mine, our cocks hard between us.

There was emotion in the kiss that felt different than before. Earlier, it had been all about me, about what I needed, but this was about us, about feeling whole now that we’d found each other.

And that was exactly how I felt surrounded by Nero’s body and the deep growls and moans that vibrated his chest as we kissed and found pleasure in the touch of our bodies and mutually wandering hands.

But soon, the skin-on-skin contact wasn’t enough, and I circled Nero’s hips with my legs, pulling him down on top of me, making it clear what I wanted. “Nero, I need you. Please.”

He swore and bit at my earlobe, then pulled away just enough that he could reach into the nightstand drawer for lube and a condom.

When he held up the small foil square, his question obvious, I shook my head. There really wasn’t a reason for two shifters to use one since we were susceptible to very few STIs, and even ifthere was a risk, I trusted Nero to keep me safe. He flicked the packet over the side of the bed and popped the cap on the lube, warming some on his fingers before sliding them between my ass cheeks and finding my hole.

Nero applied pressure with one thick finger, and I rocked toward him, seeking penetration. But he pulled back, circling the spot until I was writhing under him.

He leaned down, nuzzling into my scent gland, which just made me moan and move against him with more urgency, and whispering, “I can be a tease too.”

“Nooo,” I whined. “Please. Need you to fill me. Need you to feel whole.”

Nero changed positions so he could look down at me, his eyes wide for a second, then going soft like he’d been surprised by what I said. “Me too.”

“Then please. Make me yours.”

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me up so he could breathe in my scent again, then flipped us so I was on top and straddling his hips. He’d picked up the lube as we flipped and dripped more onto his fingers, then held one of my hips as he reached around to massage my hole, this time letting the tip of his finger slip in.

“God yesss.” The words were hissed out through my teeth as I adjusted to the feel of him inside me and rocked back to take more.

His other hand skated over my chest, teasing my nipples but ignoring everything else. I had possibly been beaten at my own game. He kept up the slow torture but at least added a second finger despite my wanting to speed things up.

“Easy, Lucky. We’ll get there, but I want to remember everything about this first time with you, the first time I take my mate.”

A whine escaped my lips, and I felt my cock jump. That was so hot, and I wanted it so badly. “I’m ready. I swear. Please.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t. I promise. Please.”

“Mmm. I like it when you beg.”

“Nero, I need you.” I pushed back, impaling myself as far as I could on his fingers and moaning when they hit the spot inside me that made my vision white out around the edges. He kept them there for a minute before slowly pulling out. The sudden emptiness had me on the verge of tears.

“Shhh, baby. I’ve got you.” His strong hands lifted me off his body, and he positioned himself at my entrance, then let go, giving me all the control to take what I needed as fast as I wanted. Part of me wanted to sink down and take it all immediately, but I forced myself to go slow, to draw it out so Nero could catalogue every moment.

He was big, but the stretch and burn felt amazing, like he was splitting me in two so he could put me back together in a new configuration that was only his, and by the time I was fully seated, I’d lost my heart to Nero.

I stayed still for a second, unsure what to do with the feeling of fullness in my body and my chest. I’d had good sex before, but we’d barely gotten started, and this was already so far beyond anything I’d experienced in the past. This was transcendent. This was life-changing. This was a claiming.

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