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Not that I’d shout at my mate-to-be when he was getting me so hot that I needed to rip off my clothes and pour a bucket of ice water over me. Or fuck Joss and then have a shower. Or do both at the same time. My mind was a whirling mass of questions that I had no answers to colliding with a hot sexy tingling flooding every part of me.

“Fucking, more fucking, and yet more fucking. That’s three.” He smirked, looking pretty pleased with himself.

I’d been longing for this moment since we met, but instead of broaching the subject gradually and subtly, he’d dumped a possible scenario on my head, and I had no response. Other than drooling and squirming as my dick threatened to bust out of my pants, though the zipper was holding firm, for now.

“We… we can do that.” My response sounded as though I was agreeing to a colleague's suggestion at work. But my befuddled brain couldn’t string more words together.

Joss dropped his gaze and peered under the table. “Did you want to do it here? Not sure that chair would hold both of us.”

My omega mate was taking the lead. Not that I had a problem with that, but I wanted to be his equal in this relationship. Instead, I was gulping, sweating, and saliva was sliding over my chin. I had to snap out of it.

Deciding to snatch the initiative, I stood up and my chair tipped backward and slammed onto the floor, confirming Joss’s claim that it was too flimsy for sex. I could have caught it but my eyes were locked on Joss’s as I beckoned him to follow me. I swaggered toward my bedroom, swaying my ass as I yanked off my shirt and undid my belt.

There was a whoosh of air from my mate, and I straightened my spine, knowing he’d be studying my back, rippling with taut muscles. Sliding my pants lower so they sat on my hips, I sashayed into the bedroom.

“I know what you’re doing,” he hissed over my shoulder.

I half-turned, raising a brow. “What’s that?” I plastered an innocent expression on my face, and Joss rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue.

But I’d had enough of us playing silly games, and I scooped him up and dumped him in the middle of the mattress. He bounced a little as he sported a cat-like grin.

“Is this what you want?” I yanked both my pants and briefs to my knees and my engorged cock bounded out.

Joss’s tongue peeked between his lips before he licked around his mouth. “More, please. I’m greedy.”

I kicked off my clothes and grabbed my mate’s ankles. He shrieked as I pulled him over the mattress.

“You’re too far away.”

He fumbled with his buttons, but I grasped the shirt and yanked, tearing and shredding the fabric. Tiny threads caught the light as they floated onto the bed while he wiggled out of his pants.

But he was still clad in his underwear, and I whispered, “Off.”

His smirk returned, and he raised his hips. “That’s your job.”

Hoping his cute briefs weren’t a favorite pair, I wrenched them off him. His arousal pointed upward, a droplet of pre-cum on the tip. Shoving his legs apart, I crawled between them, ignoring his length and kissing behind his knee and upper thigh. I grazed my teeth over the soft flesh, knowing his skin would be streaked with red in the morning.

He ground his butt into the bedding, moaning and gripping the duvet in both fists while begging me to fuck him.

I nudged his cock, leaving a streak of pre-cum on my cheek. Sitting on my haunches, I captured it with a finger and smeared it over my mouth.

Joss draped a hand around my neck, pulling me close before licking off the sticky droplets. “Mmmm. I’m tasting you and me combined.” His smoldering eyes ended my playful meandering up his body, and I trailed my fingers from the tip of his dick to the base. Wrapping my fingers around his cock, I slid my hand over the shaft. Joss’s head fell back as my other hand prodded his hole.

My fingers were coated in slick as I eased one and then a second into his channel, up to the first knuckle, while tugging at his cock. He bucked his hips, matching my rhythm. But my dick probed his entrance, and I eased inside him, alongside my two fingers.

Joss’s head jerked up. “What are you doing? I feel so full.”

I paused. “Too much?”

“Gods, no.” He clenched around me. “Don’t stop. I love it.”

I pushed my cock inside him, along with my fingers, as Joss begged me to ram into him harder and faster. He angled his hips, and I slid in deeper, making him purr.

Much as I wanted to finger him and fuck him and get handsy with his dick, it was awkward, and I removed my fingers from his hole and let go of his length. He pushed out his bottom lip and pouted, mumbling he wanted all of me.

“You have me. For all eternity, but right this minute, your hole has my cock.”

Placing both hands on the mattress beside him, I pulled out. Glancing down, my dick was shimmering in the dim light, coated and smeared with slick. I rammed back in, and Joss slid over the bed.