“Only me what?”
“I’ll make you a deal—” He kissed my cheek. “Let me do this my way. Try your best to put your active mind on pause and feel. If you still don’t understand afterward, I’ll explain it to you.”
It was a reasonable request. Besides, I had already committed myself to letting him do whatever he needed. He was my mate; it was my duty to take care of him and meet his needs. Tying was one of those needs. Thinking of it in those terms eased me. I wanted to provide for my mate in whatever way I could.
“Okay,” I said as I settled onto the mattress again.
“I’ll be right back.” He kissed my shoulder and climbed off the bed.
I waited calmly, ready for whatever came, wanting to fulfill him.
In moments he was back, straddling me again. “Remember the night you came to Miancarem for the young adults meeting?” he whispered in my ear. Before I could answer, he breathed his way down the back of my neck. “I wanted to do this to you then.” He kissed my vertebrae, one by one.
“Why didn’t you?” I asked.
He rested his cheek against my lower back and squeezed me tight. “You never would have let me. You didn’t recognize who I was to you.”
“You could have told me,” I said defensively. “Why didn’t you?”
“Believe me, I thought about it, but I was trying to deal with my father and my uncle. They’re stubborn, set in their ways. I had to get my pack in order.”
I wanted to ask what he meant about his pack, but I sensed he wasn’t done talking, so I waited.
“Besides, you wouldn’t have believed me back then. You were so skittish with me, so hesitant to trust me. If I’dtoldyou I was your mate, you would have heard me with your head and dismissed it as not matching what you already thought to be facts about mating.”
Cupping my backside with both hands, he dug his fingers into the muscles and rubbed hard. I gasped in surprise before moaning contentedly. Without stopping, Korban brushed his lips over the small of my back.
“The only way for you to recognize me as your mate was for you to feel it in your heart, in your soul.” Keeping a firm grip on my ass, he moved his hands to the sides, which spread me open. “Your mind is so strong, Samuel.” His breath warmed the exposed skin in my channel, and I shuddered. “I was worried you’d never feel for me enough to break through it.”
Before I could think about what he said and consider the truth of it, he ran his tongue from the small of my back all the way to my balls, and my mind short-circuited.
“Korban,” I gasped.
“So good,” he said hoarsely before licking his way back up my channel. “Want you.” He continued to work me over with his mouth, focusing on a progressively smaller area. “Need you.” He flicked his tongue over my puckered opening, and I cried out at the unexpected delight. “Yes, let me hear you.”
He licked faster for a few moments and then changed tactics. Instead of using his warm, slick tongue to bring me pleasure from the outside, he pressed it to my opening and smoothly slid it inside my body.
“Oh God, Korban.”
Continuing to flick his tongue, he swiped it against the sensitive skin inside my hole before pulling it out and then pushing it back in. His sounds of pleasure melded with mine, both of us moaning as we joined together in harsh, raw intimacy.
“Yes,” I cried out, tilting my hips up in an attempt to get closer to his talented mouth. “Please.”
“Hold yourself open,” Korban rasped.
Scrambling to comply so he would keep his mouth on me and his tongue in me, I rested my weight on my shoulders, kept my ass raised, and held my cheeks open. “Like this?” I asked.
“I never thought….” He whimpered low and long. “I didn’t dare let myself hope you’d be this way with me.” I felt him shiver behind me before he pressed his soft lips against my opening. “Thank you for trusting me. I’ll never take it for granted.”
So far immersed in the passion he inspired within me, my mind was slow to process his words. And then he distracted me further by reaching between my legs and taking my dick in hand just as he lowered his mouth and resumed pleasuring my insides with his tongue.
“Ungh,” I groaned. My mouth gaped, and I sucked in air as I felt sharp pulls in my groin. “Korban.”
He stroked my dick faster and pumped his tongue in and out of my hole. I had never felt so good.
“Thank you. Please. More,” I babbled as I rocked between Korban’s hot mouth and his tight grip. “I’m going to.” Throwing my head back, I gasped and then stopped breathing. “Going to—”
I came before I could complete the sentence, seed pulsing from my cock in powerful bursts. The orgasm felt like it lasted forever, and by the time my balls finished emptying, I was drained in every way.
