An Entourage of Love Chapter 3

 

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Chapter 3

Bobby pushed Tommy against the room door soon as he shut it, kissing him so hard their teeth clanked. He’d hoped to give him soft, whispered words of devotion and how much he missed him, but all his mind and body could think of was feeling and showing him how much he’d done those things. Best way to do that was  touch. Skin to skin touch. Cock to cock touch. Cock to ass touch. Hell, a pure out hard as hell fucking.

Hands slid under shirts and shoved them above and over head, forcing them both to break apart a bit, pulling a faint whimper from them both. Bobby loved how much Tommy seemed to have missed him, even if it’d only been a few days. His dire need to prove to himself that Tommy was alive made sense, but Tommy’s drive for him . . . Guess it made sense too. He’d been forced to leave his mate among the wolves in lamb clothing.

“Come join me in bed.” Bobby took hold of his hand and walked them over to the double bed. “Little downgrade for you, isn’t it?”

“Whole house is, but I refused to join Uncle in his safe house until I knew you were with me, even then I wanted us to have a place of our own.”

“Sure he will be around.” Bobby sat on the bed, taking hold the top of Tommy’s jeans, tugging the snap lose and the pulling the zipper down. “You don’t need these to come to bed.”

“Don’t do I?” Tommy’s huge smile all but melted Bobby on the spot. Sure had his cock thickening. More than it already was. “What will I need?”

“Lube.”

“Already under the pillow awaiting my mate.”

“Ready for me, was you?”

“Bet I was mate.” Tommy squirmed until his jeans fell to the floor and he could kick out of them. Then he climbed onto the bed, ass in the air and all his weight on his knees and elbows. “I’m all yours, mate.”

Just the way Bobby liked it. He ran a hand over Tommy’s white ass, letting a finger dip between his cheeks. Using the other hand, he let some of the lube dribble down the crack and between it, using his finger to spread it deeper and push it inside with one, then a second finger.

“God . . . Honey, more.”

Tommy’s moan was soft and musical, but Bobby missed the loudness he’d always gotten from his mate when they were together. He wanted it back. Cal wanted it back. They’d get it by the end of the night. That fact was what had him crawling behind him and lining his cock up with Tommy’s ass with no more prep than two or three strokes of his two fingers, before he shoved his thick hard cock all the way in.

“FUCK YEAH!”

“That’s what I wanted, baby.” 

He was sure the entire neighborhood heard his mate. Knew he was at home with his man. The only one who could give him such pleasure. It was that sound that had him pounding into Tommy harder and harder, until the headboard of the bed began to bang against the wall. Tommy kept saying something over and over, between his moans and groans, but hell if Bobby knew what it was. Didn’t matter to him. All that did was that his mate was getting the pounding of his life and his cock and wolf was loving every second of it.

Didn’t take him long before he felt his balls draw up and then he was spewing his load into his mate as he bite into his mate’s neck and drank from him.

“Shit . . . Yes, honey. Yes. That’s it. Take what you need.”

He had needed it. Not because he needed some blood, but because Tommy belonged to him. As far as his wolf and vampire side was concerned the two of them belonged together at all times. Far as he knew the two were mated in the way he’d learned. None of that might be right, but until he knew the proper manner . . . Even after he did, he wasn’t sure if his mindset would change from what he’d been taught. How could years and years of knowledge and being told one way just up and change. Or would it be his choice which way he lived by.

Tommy’s knees gave way, taking him right along with him. Right. He’d just finishing making love to his mate. His mind had no business swaying to such bullshit right then. He had his man in his arms right after the throws of a great love session. 

Bobby curled his arms around Tommy and drew him in close. “Time to . . .” Light snores filled the air before he could finish the sentence.