Free Emerald Eyes by Julia Talbot Page B

those sharp teeth and tugged.
    “Yours.” He’d take anything Yves gave him, throw down his own life to keep his mate safe. Right now, he wanted to fuck that amazing ass.
    “Mine.”
    He heard the satisfaction in Yves’ voice, felt it everywhere.
    “Want you to ride me, Yves. Want inside you.”
    Yves nodded for him, lips sliding down to nibble his neck.
    Oh, God. He stroked the long, smooth expanse of Yves’ back, squeezing both ass cheeks at the end. That spread his kit, opened Yves up for him.
    So hot, so perfect for him. He knew Jonny had to have lube in here, somewhere close at hand, so he scrabbled around on the side table. He found the lube and ripped the top off, growling in his eagerness. He coated two fingers before pushing them against Yves’ hole. Reuben couldn’t wait. Good thing it looked like Yves was more than ready and willing to ride, because Yves slammed down on him.
    “Fuck, lover. Hot. Tight.” He pushed in, then pulled out his fingers, spreading lube.
    Yves growled for him, fingers pushing between them to grab his cock.
    His toes curled back, his eyes rolling like dice. “Yves. Yeah. Touch me.”
    “Gonna do more than touch. Fill me up.”
    “Any second now.” He wouldn’t hurt Yves deliberately, though. That tight passage needed to be ready.
    “Uh-huh.” Yves jacked him roughly, driving him higher.
    Reuben grunted, clenching his as cheeks to keep from losing it. “Need in.”
    “Now.”
    He pulled his fingers away and Yves rose up, then rubbed the tip of his cock against that tight, slick hole. All he had to do was to yank Yves down, loving the heated clasp of that perfect body. Yves took him, every inch, down to the root.
    They stayed there for a few moments, staring at one another. That green gaze bored into Reuben, and he couldn’t look away.
    Mate .
    The single thought was strong, serious. Pure.
    Love. If they were human or maybe vamps even, their union might stretch belief. They were shifters. Mating was a bone deep instinct.
    It was built into them like their prey drive.
    Reuben moaned, then began to move, tugging Yves down each time he rocked up. It was easy to find a rhythm -- up and down, up and down, like riding a teeter-totter. Only sexy. Way more sexy.
    He grinned a little, and Yves twisted his nipple.
    “Ow!” Reuben’s cock jerked, though, didn’t it?
    “Uh-huh.” Yves’ eyes were twinkling when he did it again.
    They both loved a little rough stuff, Reuben guessed. He popped Yves right on the upper ass cheek. “Be good.”
    “Make me.” Was that a laugh?
    Reuben growled, rolling them off the couch. He cushioned their fall with one arm underneath Yves, who landed on the bottom, their hips slamming together.
    It took nothing to hook one of Yves’ legs with his arm, line up, and push back in to the root. Yves screamed, the sound pure wild cat, pure joy.
    “Fuck, yes!” He started pumping hard, his body taking over completely from his brain.
    Yves slammed back against him, the hunger feeling like heaven.
    Their skin slapped, their grunts constant. The heat was back, but it owed nothing to a demon. This was them. Both of them building heat.
    Reuben kept his eyes open, staring at Yves, watching every move.
    Yves moaned for him, writhing beneath him. That strong body closed around him, squeezing him until he howled again and threw his head back. The pressure in his lower body, in his balls, made him jerk, dancing madly.
    “More. Mate, don’t stop.”
    “I can’t.” There was no stopping now, not until they both came. He pushed that orgasm back as long as he could. He wanted to see Yves like this every fucking day. All the time. God, he wanted Yves safe and with him and not possessed.
    The not possessed part seemed relatively important.
    Yves smacked him. “Focus.”
    “I am! I’m totally focused on you.” He leaned in, nipped the curve of Yves’ jaw. He licked, then bit a little lower. The scent of them together filled his nose, rich and male, and he