Inherited the Mob Chapter 27

 

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Chapter 27

Bobby cursed Cal’s tactics the entire way back to Tommy’s place. He should have taken better care of his man. Cal knew from the first whiff that their Stay had never had sex in wolf form. Shocked them both, but it should not have. Tommy was young.

“Come here, baby.” Bobby held his arms open wide as he sat down on their bed. He tucked Tommy deep against his body, holding him as tight as he could without suffocating him. “Why did you not tell me you had never experienced love making in our second nature?”

“Didn’t want you to tell Stay no.”

Tommy and Stay must have really needed to be with him and Cal to withhold something so huge. It could have gotten Tommy hurt. Most likely did. Never wanted to be the cause of pain fro him. Damn it. Bobby ran his hand over Tommy’s ass, resting it there, loving the warmth seeping through Tommy’s firm ass.

“Sorry if I hurt you.”

“It felt amazing.” He fluttered his sexy long eyelashes. “Now make love to me like this.”

How could anyone refuse such a sweet request? “How you want it?”

“So I can see you.”

Bobby lifted Tommy and laid him on the bed, kissing the dip in his chin. “Stay there while I get the stuff from my bag.”

Huge step. Hadn’t counted on them moving their relationship that fast, but Tommy was so damn sexy it was hard to avoid touching. Avoid what Cal longed to do to him. Stay wore his scent. Pretty permanent thing. Making love to Tommy was even bigger, equal footing, as being with his wolf, but where they truly ready for such deepness. He was. Was Tommy?

“You sure you ready to go to this level?”

Tommy took hold of the bottle of lube he held and opened the top as he reached for my hand, turning my palm up. He squeezed some lube into my hand and tossed the bottle aside as he claimed my lips, shoving his tongue into my mouth, groaning.

Answer enough. Bobby spread the lube over two of his fingers ran them between Tommy’s cheeks, letting his finger rest over Tommy’s fluttering pucker.

“That’s it, open up for me, baby.”

Tommy grabbed his knees and pushed them apart as he pulled them further towards his chest, which allowed my finger to slip in knuckle deep.

“Oh . . . God . . . Bobby . . .”

His ass was so fucking tight that my finger felt stuck. He swore he’d been with someone before, but it sure did not feel like that ass had been tapped before. Bobby had never been with anyone who was so tight that their ass all but made his dick explode by squeezing his fucking finger off.

“It’s going to be a fucking honor to make love to you, baby.”

More ways than he knew. Bobby forced another finger in, getting more and more moans from Tommy, but never once did his man ask him to stop or groan in pain. Nope. All he did was ask for more and more. He made sure to let me know how good he felt. Soon as three fingers were in him and moving in and out of him with ease Bobby lined up his cock and began to push into him. He got half of his crown in Tommy before he had to pause to catch his breath or lose his load.

“Fucking tight as hell, baby.”

Once he had control of his body, he moved the rest of the way in, holding still until Tommy had time to adjust to the invasion. Tommy wiggled his ass when he was ready for him to move, but all it did was cause my mating barb, the barb that attached two possible mates together, to extract and attach to Tommy’s prostrate.

“Holly shit, honey!”

“Like that, do you?”

Bobby sure did. Felt amazing as hell to feel the waving sensation flowing between them. It increased the pleasure that already coursed through him. Revved up his desire to thrust, which he began to do. The barb kept him from going in and out far, but what movement he could make was fast and hard.

“That’s it.” Tommy shouted and dug his fingernails into my sides. “Faster. Harder.” His body lifted to meet Bobby’s. “Deeper.”

Bobby obligated as much as his attached barb would allow him. He was not sure how long they’d been lost in making love to one another. He knew that the barb extended a wolf’s stamina. 

“Yes . . . More . . . Please, baby. Need.” Tommy’s entire body was thrusting up as he thrust into him.

“You like this, baby?”

“Yes. Lots, baby.”

“Then see how you like this.”

Bobby’s fangs dropped and he lowered his head to the creamy colored skin of the crook of Tommy’s stretched out neck. He scraped them across the skin once, twice then struck, piercing the virgin skin. When they came together this had not been in his mind, but neither had been lockign them together in a mating way. Or scenting Tommy. None of the actions that night had been. Just happened and he was not displeased. 

“Oh . . . Fuck!” Tommy shouted as his body jerked with each spurt of cum.

His clinching ass tugged Bobby right over the edge with him. Bobby’s own scream joined Tommy’s. The barb retracted as soon as Bobby’s cock went flaccid and he was able to slide to the side of Tommy and tug him into his arms. He ran his tongue over the bite mark, sealing them.

“I love you, Tommy Tanker.”

“Love you, Bobby Timber.”