Jaime huffed, still stroking Finn’s forearms, and pouted, “I don’t know how I’m the one that knows what a knot is and not you, when you’re the wolfy one.”
Finn blushed. “I know what it is, I just didn’t know that I had one. It’s never… made itself known, before. I don’t even know if it will happen since I’m only half shifter, but Silas warned me that being with my mate will be different. He didn’t want us to be surprised.”
Jaime giggled, green eyes dancing, and Finn needed the sound branded on him. He needed it direct in his vein—he needed to hear it forever. “I would pay to hear how he explained that to you.”
Finn grimaced. “It was horrific. I wanted to pour bleach into my ears. I’m still not sure I can look him in the eye.”
Jaime continued to giggle, and Finn tucked his nose back into his hair, needing the closeness. “You love me?”
He felt Jaime swallow, laughter turning into a soft hum as Jaime pressed his lips into Finn’s neck. “I love you. I’m not sure when it happened… I knew I loved you yesterday, when I saw you shifted in my room and you looked at me like you needed to be scooped up out of the rain and kept warm. I knew when you made me oatmeal with all of my favorite things, even though I was avoiding you. And I think I knew when you hounded Andi for the butternut squash ravioli recipe so much that she nearly threw you out of the restaurant, just because I said I liked it.”
Finn chuckled. “And because I need to hear the sounds you made while eating it again. That wasn’t purely altruistic.”
He felt Jaime’s beaming smile against his skin, felt the catch of his human teeth at the base of his neck, miming the bite he’d make when he claimed Jaime. “I knew when you were ready to protect me this morning from someone barging into our room. And I knew I loved you when you listened to me when I asked you to stop. When you let me stand up for myself, and tell Sam how I felt.”
Jaime took a deep, shaky breath, and pulled back just enough to look up at him. “I want everything you said—I want all of it, with you. And I don’t ever want to lose you again. I want to be yours in every way that is meaningful to us both.”
He placed his hand over Finn’s heart, eyes intense. “And I want you to be mine, too. Bite me, claim me, knot me, but I’ll make you mine, just as much as you make me yours.”
Chapter 17
Jaime
Jaime saw his words land, easing the remaining tension in Finn’s shoulders until they settled in his heart, right where Jaime felt a tug on his own.
His head was tipped back, looking up into Finn’s eyes darting back and forth between his, and he was ready to sayyes, I’m sure, yes, I want you,all over again, every day if that’s what Finn needed. But he gave a small nod, as if he’d finally heard everything he needed to be sure that Jaime wasn’t going to run from him.
Not again, not ever.
Finn caught Jaime up in a wet, filthy kiss, his tongue sweeping in to taste and take and plunder, teeth clacking as Jaime opened up for him. Finn lifted Jaime up onto the counter to bring him closer, their height difference significant with Finn in this form, and pushed Jaime’s thighs open wide as he slotted his hips between them.
Finn pressed kisses and tender words into his cheekbones and along his jaw. “Yes, Jaime. I love you, I love you, I love you. My Jaime. Make me yours. Please.”
His teeth caught and tugged on the reddened tip of Jaime’s ear, and claw-tipped fingers trailed lightly down his belly in teasing passes that made Jaime cry out in want.
Finn’s hands grasped Jaime’s waist and held him in place while he kneed his legs open wider and ground his bulging erection into Jaime’s own. He scrambled for purchase along Finn’s shoulders, even broader now, and if they went on any longer like this he’d come like that first time—throbbing and pulsing, pressed up against Finn.
But he wanted more, he wanted all of it—Finn on top of him, stuffed inside of him, all around him. So he reached for Finn’s waist, fingers bunching in the bottom of his shirt. “Off. Off. Take this off.”
Finn leaned back just far enough to do as he asked, before diving back in to take his mouth again. And because he could, Jaime trailed his tongue along one canine, letting it catch there before moving to the next one. Finn whimpered and melted into Jaime, hands banding around his shoulders and back as he bent forward and tucked his face into his neck, mouthing along it. “Jaime. Please.”
Pushing gently, Jaime backed Finn up until he could hop down from the counter, and continued guiding him backwards until the backs of Finn’s knees hit the couch, and he was sitting down.
Long legs bent askew, Finn peered up at Jaime with wide, wondering eyes, ears perked up toward him. He was so beautiful, Jaime could only stand there for a moment, taking him in.
The soft, sandy blonde hair dusting his chest flickered in the firelight and caught in the soft glow coming from the loft. Finn reached claw-tipped hands out to wrap around Jaime’s hips, thumbs pressing into his belly and pulling Jaime forward until he was straddling his lap, sprawled on top of him.
Leaning in to capture Finn’s mouth, Jaime ground down against his hard length, which was even larger now than in his human form. Mewling and wriggling on top of Finn at the memory of him pumping his release all over him last night, Jaime thought about what it would be like to wrap his lips around the fat, slick head, how it would feel to choke down as much of him as possible, Finn’s fingers in his hair, encouraging him to take more…
Fuck, I need that right now.
Jaime’s thoughts had him grinding and rocking their cocks together, the catch and chafe of their clothes restricting his movements just enough to keep him from coming, even with Finn’s hands cupping his ass, encouraging his movements. Breaking the kiss before he completely lost himself to the pleasure that only Finn could show him, Jaime gently rested his forehead against Finn’s, both of them breathing heavily.
“I want to suck your cock. Can we do that?”
Finn’s mouth was slightly open, fangs fully out and flashing. “Fuck. Yes, Jaime. Whatever you want. I’ll give you whatever you want.”
Jaime grinned. “Right now, I want to taste you. And then I want you to open me up on your fingers and fuck me. You know that I’ve never been with anyone before, but I do have several large toys that I’m very fond of, so I know how to prep myself. They aren’t as big as you are even in your human form, though, so we’ll need to work up tothat.”
