Free Marked Northern Shifters 1 by Joely Skye Page B

closed. “I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.” Spreading Alec’s legs farther apart, Liam went deeper.
Alec gripped the blanket beneath his hands while Liam worked his way in till he was balls to ass. He could feel Alec getting used to the stretch, to his presence. The base of his cock throbbed against Alec’s rim.
Liam stroked Alec’s stomach, then his chest, waiting for him to open his eyes. Alec no longer jerked breaths in and out, though he was breathing deeply.
With one index finger, Liam touched Alec’s brown, quarter-sized nipple.
Alec’s eyelids flew open, dark eyes dazed, unfocused.
“Alec, you there?”
Slowly Alec nodded. When Liam still didn’t move, enjoying the penetration too much to let it end—and it would end soon, he was close—Alec shuddered. “Fuck me, Liam. I want it.”
Leaning over, Liam kissed his lips. Alec grabbed hold of Liam’s head like he was drowning, and kissed him back hard, moving down on Liam’s cock, urging him on.
“Move,” demanded Alec. “Now that you’re here, move.”
Liam backed out and entered again, going easy, hands on either side of Alec who seemed to ripple under him. Alec gripped Liam’s arms and Liam got his rhythm, but forced himself to keep the pace slow, because it was so amazing to watch Alec’s face open up with heat, his eyes glaze over with desire. Liam picked up speed as the flush spread to Alec’s neck.
“ Fuck .” Alec arched his back, spurting on his stomach. Liam kept moving, faster and faster into a trembling orgasmic Alec, until Liam exploded, too, shaking as his cock pulsed, holding himself above, even as he emptied into Alec.
He felt exhausted. Spent.
“Come here,” said Alec, gathering Liam to him, and Liam obeyed. He could obey now that Alec had submitted, now that he’d exhausted himself in Alec. He didn’t care that Alec’s jism smeared between them.
“Sorry. I forgot.” A slightly self-conscious note entered Alec’s voice, and Liam wondered if it was some kind of etiquette breach to get your sperm on your lover. Surely not.
Liam kissed Alec reassuringly before pulling out. Alec released a shaky, regretful sigh and Liam couldn’t resist. He lowered his head and licked sticky come off his lover, cleaning him.
Alec sifted fingers through Liam’s hair until he was done.
“You taste so good,” said Liam. Alec just gazed at him, eyes large and solemn and deep. Liam turned then to take care of the condom, threw it in the garbage, cleaned up and went back to Alec. Liam didn’t know if the reticence in Alec was his nature or his reaction to the quad attack.
Liam’s knuckles brushed the mark and while Alec didn’t stiffen he lifted his head to watch Liam touch the red scar.
“That must have hurt,” said Liam.
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Okay. But it makes me mad that you were hurt.”
Alec blinked at Liam, and smiled. “This is new to me,” he said, as if it was a big admission on his part.
Liam searched for the right thing to say.
“I’m not used to being overwhelmed,” Alec added.
“I’ll try to be better.”
Alec snorted. “I don’t think I can handle better, Liam.”
“More sensitive, then.”
“When?”
“When?” asked Liam, confused.
“You going to go fuck someone else tomorrow?”
Pulling Alec closer, Liam growled, “No,” sounding fiercer than he meant. He licked behind Alec’s ear and then at his throat. “It’s you I want.”
“Oh.”
“I’m glad you like to be with me afterwards.”
“Be with you?” Alec’s voice sounded heavy with sleep and Liam kissed his cheek.
“Some guys just take off.” In the silence, Liam added, “Of course, this is your apartment. Hard to take off.” Alec didn’t reply, just watched, which worried Liam. He wished he could read Alec better. His throat dry, Liam had to ask, “Do you want me to leave?”
“No,” he said immediately. “I want you here with me.” Alec kissed him, openmouthed, tongue finding Liam’s, a leisurely exploration.