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.His name echoed inside the cabin, Nathan's muscles rippling, rolling for him.He did it again, feeling sexy and powerful."Please.Please, more." Wanton man.He pushed another finger in, stretching Nathan wider.It was fascinating, watching the tight littlehole stretch around his touch, watching Nathan moan and pull him in."You feel so good, Nathan." He spread his fingers wide, and then pushed them up againstNathan's gland again."So good." Nathan's legs drew up, panting."Are you ready, Nathan? For me?""Yes.Yes, I need.I need to feel." He believed it.Nathan's cock was flushed and dark, the tipdripping copiously."Condom.Condom." He fumbled through the books on the coffee table."In me." That growl was a direct command.Bitten - 118"As soon as I find a condom." He shoved the chess board off the table, finding two packagesbeneath it.He d totally forgotten protection that first time Nathan had taken him -- he d madesure to buy the things when they d gone into town for supplies.He wouldn t risk his lover."You can't infect me.We're different."He met Nathan's eyes."Truly?" He wanted to believe it."I swear to you.I can't get sick.""All right." He slicked up his prick, trying to ignore how good it felt.It would feel even betteronce he was buried inside Nathan."Look at you." Nathan rumbled happily, fingers stroking his own cock."Me? No, look at you." He settled between Nathan's spread legs, his hands rubbing alongNathan's inner thighs.It was stunning, the way Nathan parted, spread."Ready?" He was ready.So very ready."In me.Take me.Make me yours." That was a yes.He guided his prick to the little wrinkled hole and began to push.Oh, Nathan was tight and hotand so good around him."Mate." Nathan squeezed him hard, body working him even as he worked himself in.He gasped, groaned, and kept moving in, pulling almost all the way out and then sinking inagain.They found a rhythm, moving together, Nathan undulating.It had been a long time sincehe'd done this, and that had been with a condom.This was.it blew his mind.Nathan was so hot and smooth and tight around his cock, and it felt so good to sink into that heatagain and again.He locked his elbow, hand just beneath Nathan's armpit, holding himself up ashe reached for Nathan's cock with his other hand.The heavy shaft fit perfectly in his hand, theveins throbbing and thick as the thin skin slid over his palm.He looked into Nathan's eyes, the look there going straight to his cock, to somewhere deepinside."Your own." The words seemed heavy, filled with meaning.Bitten - 119Bending, he slid his lips across Nathan's, the angle of his cock shifting as he moved.Nathangrowled into his lips, hands like vises where they wrapped around his arms.He pushed histongue into Nathan's mouth, fucking it as surely as he was fucking Nathan's ass.His.His.The word pounded in his head, beating into him.He'd never felt like this before, and itwas far more than just riding someone bareback.He made a sound, almost like one of Nathan's,and moved faster.His.His mate.His Nathan.His lover.His own.Jackson -- Geoff, somethinginside him demanded, Nathan calls you Geoff -- ached with it.He pulled out of the kiss with a gasp, the word "Mate!" leaving him as he plunged into Nathan'sbody."Yes!" Heat poured between them, Nathan's body pulling and milking his cock.Geoff cried out again, jerking as he came, filling Nathan with his seed.Strong arms wrapped around him, pulled him in close."Mate."He couldn't deny it.He wouldn't.It didn't matter that he didn't understand; he simply knew it wastrue.He hummed, cuddling in close.One of Nathan's hands slid down his side, petting him,stroking him.He rubbed his cheek against Nathan's hairy, muscled chest."I'm glad I'm spending Christmaswith you.""Oh, I am, too.It's good, to have each other."He nodded and settled happily, the roaring fire and his lover's body working together to keep himwarm and cozy as the snow fell all around their little cabin.Happy Christmas Eve to him.***He smelled cinnamon.Nathan hummed softly, limbs moving on the sheets.Cinnamon and yeast.Flour.Somethinggood.He could hear singing, too, just softly.If he concentrated, he could make out the words toGod Rest Ye Merry Gentleman in a light tenor.The sounds were interspersed with the sound ofplates clinking.It was lovely and warm and homey.Nathan thought he'd stay here, wrapped in his dream.Bitten - 120The smell of bacon joined the cinnamon, and the sound of frying punctuated Joy to the World,the singing a little louder now."Mmm." He chuffed and rolled from the bed, head tossing.Bacon.His mate knew how to tempt him from his nest of covers.Geoff was at the stove, wearing only a pair of sweats which hung low on Geoff's hips
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