worry, but so much happiness. He leaned forward and kissed Indigo. Fuck, he might love the man lying next to him. No, there was no might about it—he definitely loved him. Logan wanted to say it but wasn’t sure how, so he just let the feeling consume him and hoped Indigo could feel it through the bond. Indigo took in a sharp breath and pulled Logan closer.
He rolled Logan over on his back, and his cock was already hard again. Logan would have laughed if his wasn’t as well. Indigo thrust back inside of him, and they groaned in unison of once again being connected, never breaking eye contact, still flooding the bond with the love he felt for the man who was his true mate. Indigo took Logan’s lips in a kiss that set fire to his system.
They broke apart, and Indigo’s hand wrapped around Logan’s leaking cock, earning him a groan. Logan was already fighting back his second orgasm of the night. It was coming all too quickly, and he was in no rush to end things, but it felt as if he had no say so in the matter.
“I love you too, Bean,” Indigo whispered to him.
Logan’s breath hitched, and he lost the fight to keep his orgasm at bay. The tingle at the base of his spine spread throughout him, and he cried out as he came again. He tilted his head, though he was already marked, but the moment Indigo’s teeth sunk into the mark again, Logan’s body lit up like a firework.
Logan gasped for air as he lay there. Indigo got up, and Logan reached for him instantly as they were no longer connected.
“I’m just going to get a washcloth to clean us up,” Indigo said.
“Later,” Logan said.
Indigo smiled at him and got back into the bed and wrapped Logan in his arms. Logan never wanted to leave them. He was complete.
This was the second time he awoke to Logan in his arms, but this time was different. It was better than any dream Indigo’s brain could have come up with. Logan moved around, still sound asleep, but now his claim mark was on display, and it had Indigo’s cock hardening and his mouth salivating. He gently touched the red skin. Shifters healed faster than humans, so the mark was closed and the redness would go down by the end of the day, but that thought made Indigo want to mark Logan again.
“Stop touching it like that or we will end fucking again,” Logan said brashly. His eyes weren’t even open.
“What’s so bad about that?” Indigo asked. He stopped touching the mate mark. Instead, he busied his fingers by running them through Logan’s soft hair, making his mate groan and lean into the caress.
“I need coffee first,” Logan muttered into the pillow.
Ah. Should have known that.
“I can have it ordered up with room service, or we can go back to the coffee shop from yesterday,” Indigo offered.
“Both,” Logan mumbled.
Indigo chuckled but rolled over in the bed and picked up the hotel phone and hit the number zero. It rang once, and the front desk answered. Indigo ordered a coffee with sugar and creamer for his grumbling mate.
“Don’t you say a thing when we get in that house,” Logan said.
Indigo glanced over to his mate, who was in a way better mood now that he’d had his coffee and pancakes.
“Got it,” Indigo said. He knew he was smiling like a fool, but he and Logan were fully bonded. It was like his soul was complete.
“You’re smiling like you won a million dollars or something,” Logan said.
Indigo winked at his mate. “Winning you was like—”
“Don’t finish that,” Logan said.
Indigo laughed. “So do you want to move downstairs to my room, or do we move upstairs?”
“I don’t want to uproot Gabriella, plus repainting her entire room seems like a lot of work. I can just move my stuff downstairs. Not like I’ve been sleeping by myself these past few weeks, anyway.”
They pulled up to the pride house, and Logan’s leg was bouncing as he stared at the house.
“What’s the matter?” Indigo finally asked.
He could feel the anxiety through the bond. Logan huffed out a breath, never taking his eyes off the house.
“It took me a long fucking time to see that you wouldn’t hurt me, and the guys saw it right away, but—” Logan shook his head.
Indigo unbuckled himself and then his mate and pulled Logan over to his lap. Logan’s ass pressed against the horn, startling