fingers in. Nicholas’s head fell back, and as his lips parted, a small panting noise escaped them. Jason kissed a path down Nicholas’s chest, circling his tongue around one of Nicholas’s nipples as his fingers stretched him. He breathed Nicholas’s scent in, his senses going wild at the scent of this beautiful man in his lap.
“More,” Nicholas cried out.
Jason slid a third then a fourth finger into him, Nicholas impaling himself as he rode them. “My mate.” Nicholas spoke the words to the night.
Jason drove his fingers deeper at the words. Words he never thought to ever hear in his lifetime. Nicholas leaned forward, tracing a finger down the scar on Jason’s face. Jason turned his face, pulling away, his jaw clenched, lips thinned.
Nicholas whispered in his ear, “They don’t bother me.”
Jason growled low. “Don’t lie to me.”
“I’m not. They give you character. Makes you mysterious, dangerous, and that turns me on.” Nicholas licked the scar from temple to jaw. Jason drove his fingers even deeper.
“Fuck me,” Nicholas pled.
Jason’s hand pulled free, grabbing the base of his cock as Nicholas slicked Jason’s cock before tossing the bottle aside and lining himself up. Jason groaned as Nicholas slowly lowered himself, his hands cupping his mate’s ass as he stretched Nicholas’s body.
Wild primal feelings coursed through him at the sensation of being buried balls deep inside his mate. His mate. Jason closed his eyes momentarily at the word.
“So good.” Nicholas buried his face in Jason’s neck. There were small shock waves radiating throughout his body. Never had sex been this consuming. Jason pulled Nicholas up by his bottom, and then Nicholas slowly sank back down. His hands clutched Jason’s hair and pulled him forward as he tilted his head and took possession of his mouth. Jason felt like he was on fire.
Jason grabbed his hips, thrusting up as Nicholas slammed down. His balls were drawn tight to his body, and he knew he wasn’t going to last long, not with his mate in his arms.
“So close,” Nicholas whispered across Jason’s lips.
“Claim him,” Tank voiced himself.
“What is that?” Nicholas asked Jason as he devoured his tongue. Jason thrust harder. Skin slapping skin sounded throughout the truck.
“Claim him,” Tank repeated.
Jason growled, biting Nicholas’s lower lip as he thrust harder.
“If he claims you, you’re bonded for life. He’s your mate, yours alone. Your souls are one,” Tank informed Nicholas.
“Claim me,” Nicholas begged as Jason fucked him. Jason cupped his face, stared into those beautiful hazel eyes, silently pleading with Nicholas.
“I can’t do that to you. You deserve better.” Jason felt as though his world were shattering around him. As much as it hurt to say those words, it was the truth. The man in his arms was too good for him.
“Shut the hell up and claim him,” Tank argued from the front seat.
“What do I need to do?” Nicholas asked as he drove down onto Jason’s shaft. Electricity shot through him, and Jason pulled his mate tight to his body, hugging him close as he thrust deeper. Nicholas ran his hands through his hair. “Please,” his mate begged.
Jason shook his head as he took Nicholas, his eyes locked onto Nicholas’s, and then he swallowed.
“D–Do you accept me as your mate, Nicholas?” Jason asked in a terrified voice.
“Yes,” Nicholas breathed.
“Say his name, doc,” Tank shot back at him.
“Yes, Jason.”
Jason growled, pushing Nicholas forward, cramping himself into the backseat as he got to his knees and drove into Nicholas, his mate. Nicholas pulled his hair as he wrapped his legs around Jason’s waist. “Harder,” Nicholas cried as his head hit the center console up front. The truck swerved, Tank getting it back under control as he fought to keep his eyes on the road and not what was happening in the truck.
Jason pulled at Nicholas, exposing his neck as he sank his