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It was a struggle to regain control, and he barely managed.

“I’m okay. Please, just fuck me, now,” Axel looked behind and met Malek’s gaze. His mate’s eyes were blown wide with lust.

Malek nodded and slicked himself with lube, pouring a little on Axel’s hole. He used the thick head of his cock to tease his mate, and Axel pushed back, trying to get him to hurry.

The more frantic his mate was, the slower Malek was, even though it cost him. It wasn’t until Axel was thrashing around on the bed that Malek stopped teasing him.

Malek pushed the head of his cock through the first ring of muscle and paused for a second, but before he could ask if his mate was okay, Axel pushed back and took the cock to the hilt, making Malek curse and moan in ecstasy.

“More, please, fuck me,” Axel begged, looking back at Malek, the need in his eyes and voice unmistakable.

Malek leaned forward, pushing Axel down into the bed. He held his mate's body down with his hand on Axel’s shoulder, and withdrew then thrust home again. Axel whined for more and Malek gave his mate what he needed, hitting Axel’s sweet spot on every downward stroke. With the way Axel was positioned, his legs together, the tightness had Malek having to concentrate, so he didn’t come before his mate did.

But, his control was fraying.

He began slamming into his mate, lifting his upper body, so he could capture Axel’s lips in a kiss.

Malek pounded into his mate’s ass, hitting his sweet spot over and over. He thrust into his mate harder, loving the sound of flesh against flesh, until his knot made it impossible to pull out. He ground his cock into Axel and commanded his mate, “Come,” thrusting his hips.

Malek leaned forward and took Axel’s lips in a bruising kiss, looking his mate in the eye and ground his cock into his hole again, his knot stretching Axel’s rim. “I said,come,” Malek commanded, and bit Axel’s shoulder where his claiming mark was. His mate’s hole clamped down on his cock, also triggering Malek’s release. Axel screamed, his body tensing under Malek’s until he went slack in Malek’s arms.

Malek rearranged them carefully manoeuvring them under the duvet. He winced a couple of times as his knot pulled, but Axel didn’t wake up, merely whimpered.

Malek fell asleep again even though it was just past midday, holding his mate in his arms.

Nothing…nothingcould beat this.

Fifteen

Axel

Axel woke up or maybe he was woken up, either way, it was to his mate’s hands caressing him gently.

Malek placed a kiss on Axel’s shoulder, and then moved so Axel was on top of him. Axel rested his head on his mate's chest, still a little foggy from sleep.

“Hiya,” Axel whispered, loving the feel of Malek’s heartbeat beneath him.

“Hey, love,” Malek replied, “sleep well?”

Axel yawned, “Yeah, is this going to be a habit?"

"Is what going to be habit, love?" Malek asked.

"You shagging me into a coma?”

He felt Malek laugh, his chest rumbling beneath him, “That’s the plan. If I keep you well fucked, you can never leave.”

It was said with a teasing tone, but Axel heard a note in Malek’s voice that told him the man was kind of serious.

Axel raised his head from Malek’s chest to meet his mate’s gaze, and it floored him that a man who oozed such confidence, who looked the way Malek did, had such vulnerability in his eyes when he looked at Axel.

“I’m not going anywhere,” Axel said vehemently, “not without you. We may not have said it in a church, but it is till death do us part, right?”

“Right,” Malek sighed.

“I love you,” Axel said, and meant every word. It was so fucking fast and scary, and new and different.

But, fuck it, it felt right.