The Deputy and His Enforcer (Kincaid Pack #3) - Kiki Clark Page 0,89

of—mnph!” He melted against Robson’s body as his mate devoured his mouth, his hold on Marcus possessive and a little frantic.

“On your back, cariño,” he murmured when they parted, both breathing heavily. “And please tell me you actually have lube in one of these nightstands.”

Nodding, he pointed at the one he’d stashed the bottles he’d bought the other day in as he slipped off his mate and rolled onto his back, shivering more at the wave of excitement coursing through him than the loss of contact.

Robson dug around in the drawer for a moment, then settled between Marcus’s thighs holding both bottles, face lined with confusion. “You have two types of lube but no condoms?”

Face heating, he gave a half shrug. “I wasn’t sure which kind would be better and… um, we don’t need condoms. Parahuman, remember?”

“Parahuman. Right. Sure.” Robson nodded, eyes on the bottles as he ran his tongue over his bottom lip. Finally, he set aside one and opened the other, coating his fingers. “We’ll start with the water-based, then use the silicone for the fisting.”

Sucking in a breath, Marcus nodded, trusting that Robson knew what he was talking about. Leaning over him, Robson planted one more kiss on Marcus’s mouth, then knelt between his legs and cupped the back of one of Marcus’s thighs, raising his leg up and to the side.

“Yeah, hold it right there,” Robson murmured when Marcus grabbed the back of his knee and pulled up his other leg too.

Being so exposed to his mate’s eyes tightened his stomach but also filled him with a sense of pride as Robson groaned and squeezed one of his butt cheeks. A shiver wracked his body as Robson circled his hole with wet fingers.

“Now, if I remember correctly from the class yesterday,” Robson murmured as he gently eased one of his fingers inside Marcus’s body. Throwing his head back and moaning, he had to focus to hear what Robson was saying. “The knot forms when you come, right?”

Biting his lip, Marcus nodded, his breathing already picking up speed as Robson pumped his finger in and out.

“So what I’m going to do,” Robson said, sounding like they were having a reasonable conversation around the kitchen table and not like he was easing a second finger inside Marcus’s ass, “is get you nice and stretched out for my cock, then after I finish inside you, I’ll work my… knot in. Sound good, cariño?”

Dear goddess, did it ever. Marcus could barely breathe as jolts of pleasure shot through him every time Robson twisted or spread his fingers. “Y-Yes. Sounds good.”

Humming, Robson leaned forward and licked up Marcus’s painfully hard erection. “But you can’t come until my fist is inside you.”

“Robson…” he whined, thrashing his head back and forth as his mate stroked his prostate. “I can’t… I don’t know if I can wait…”

The chuckle Robson let out was pure sex as he sat up and grabbed the lubricant again, rewetting his fingers and easing three inside. The burn was more intense at first, but Marcus held Robson’s heated gaze and breathed through it. Before too long, he was moaning uncontrollably as Robson plunged his fingers in and out of him, his other hand planted on Marcus’s chest to hold him steady.

“Fuck. You’re so beautiful, cariño,” Robson said as he eased out and quickly coated his thick cock in lube, the sight of his foreskin moving with each stroke of Robson’s hand mesmerizing Marcus.

Panting and more aroused than he’d ever been before, he held his shaking legs up nearly to his chest as Robson pressed slowly inside him. The stretch and burn made him gasp, but the sense of fullness and rightness was what made his heart trip in his chest as Robson leaned over him, planting his fists in the mattress next to Marcus’s shoulders, and worked his cock back and forth until he finally was all the way in.

Robson’s lips were suddenly on his as he kissed Marcus almost frantically, one of his hands moving to sink into Marcus’s hair and Robson’s hips starting to move. He was being so careful it brought tears to Marcus’s eyes, but he blinked them away, not wanting his mate to worry if he saw.

Wrapping his legs around Robson’s waist and his arms around his torso, Marcus held on as tight as he dared. Robson ripped his mouth away to catch his breath, peering down at Marcus with a wide smile on his parted lips.

“Not gonna last,” he whispered as his hips started