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felt stars explode behind his eyes and he reached down, lightly touching Bradley's head, restraining
himself from thrusting into the moist heat surrounding him.
"Fuck, Brad, fuck!"
Bradley chuckled, which was more like a muffled hum and this time Sid tightened his hand in his hair
before abruptly shoving at his shoulders.
Bradley pulled back, startled. His lips glistened with salvia. "What's wrong?"
Sid let out a small keening noise. "You!" He swallowed and tried again. "You need to fuck me right
now."
Bradley's eyes widened and then he grinned, wickedly. His blue eyes practically smoldered. "All
right."
Sid expected him to get naked, but instead he went to his nightstand and pulled out lube. Sid raised an
eyebrow.
"Prepared, aren't you?"
Bradley flushed a little. "I researched. Before I came down to Woodcutter, I bought this and looked
up what to do, but I sort of chickened out at actually bringing them. I didn't want you to think I just
wanted sex."
Sid chuckled and reached up, to run his hand over Brad's cheek. "I think I knew from the beginning,
no matter how much I denied it, that what we had wasn't just sex. I tried to make it that way to distance
myself. I'm sorry."
Bradley's expression softened. "It's okay."
Sid shook his head. "It's not." He leaned forward and kissed Bradley, soft and sweet, before breaking
away. "But I plan on making it up to you." His eyes twinkled and Sid spread his legs. "I think now would
be a good time to start, don't you?"
Bradley didn't need more than that. He hurried stripped. It wasn't the strip tease Sid had done, but
even so, it was like a birthday present being unwrapped. Bradley really was built. His entire body was
hard muscle and perfect. When he was naked, Brad climbed onto the bed and pulled Sid towards him,
kissing him long and deep.
"Please, Bradley, I want you to fuck me."
Bradley leaned forward and licked the curve of Sid's ear. "No. I'm going to make love to you."
Sid's eyes widened and then he could only shudder and whimper as Bradley began to drag his teeth
over Sid's sensitive neck. Sid expected things to be fast and hard and what he got was something
completely different. Bradley kissed and licked and touched every part of him. His hands and lips left
sparks everywhere he went. Bit by bit, Bradley was claiming him in a way that went beyond shifters and
mates, but was purely a statement of their love for each other. It made his skin heat up, made him moan,
and made him feel more vulnerable than he had ever felt before. It was scary, but at the same time he
found himself desperate for it. He reached out, gripping Bradley tight, shivering under the impact of each
touch.
This is love, his entire being said to him and he knew nothing so perfect, so beautiful, could ever be
cursed. And all the doubts he had, all the insecurities, just didn't matter anymore, because Bradley was
more than enough of everything. In that instance, Sid finally gave himself completely to Bradley and with
the knowledge that Bradley had given himself to Sid too.
"I need you."
Bradley kissed him, hot and heavy, before he reached over for the lube and condom.
Sid grabbed Bradley's wrist, stopping him. "The condom," Sid reminded Bradley. "We don't need it.
Shifters can't get... but if you want we can use it."
Bradley nodded and put the condom back. Then he uncapped the lube and Sid was spreading his
legs, longing for his touch. Bradley warmed the gel against his fingers and leaned forward.
"Tell me if I hurt you."
Sid nodded, though he knew Bradley wouldn't hurt him.
Gently, Bradley rubbed against his puckered hole and Sid gasped, wiggling against the touch.
"Please, I'm not going to break."
Bradley chuckled. "Sorry." Then he pushed his finger inside, slow, achingly slow.
It felt wonderful. The feeling of even just that single digit inside him drove him crazy. Bradley was
sliding inside him. The thought made his brain stutter and everything vanished except for the feel of
Bradley as he pushed his finger in and out of him, until Sid was pushing back.
"More," Sid demanded.
Bradley added a second finger, scissors and thrusting. It hurt a little, but it was a good pain. A few
seconds later Bradley added a third, pumping into him with his thick fingers. Sid's walls clenched around
the digits sucking them in as he met each thrust. Cries of pleasure and frustration spilled from his mouth.
"You're so beautiful," Bradley said, and his voice was filled with a heartbreaking awe.
Sid sat up, pushing himself further on the finger and leaned forward, almost bending himself in half as
he grabbed Bradley and pulled him forward, kissing him frantically.
"Inside me. Now!"
Bradley smirked, but he looked like he was barely holding on. It felt good to know he was coming as
completely undone as Sid. Bradley pulled his fingers out and then quickly grabbed the lube, coating up
his hard dick. Sid lay back down, pulling his legs up.
Bradley's eyes widened and then he surged forward, pushing against his hole, until the tip of his hard
cock had breached him.
Sid whimpered and Bradley froze.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, fuck, just, more, please."
Bradley nodded, but he didn't thrust forward, instead he slid in, slowly, as if he wanted to prolong
every moment, to make Sid feel every inch of him. Sid felt like he was and it was frustrating and
wonderful, and terribly hot all at the same time. Then finally, Bradley was buried deep inside him and
they lay together, sweaty and panting.
Bradley met his eyes and said softly. "I don't think I can hold back."
Sid smiled. "Then don't."
It was like the words had released a dam. Bradley pulled out and then thrust into him, deep and hard.
Sid screamed. His body tight with pleasure. He held on to Bradley and wrapped his legs around him, as
they rocked together. Nothing could have prepared him for the feel of Bradley taking him. It was so
intense, every touch leaving an invisible mark.
It was almost too much and Sid clung to him, pressing his face into the nook of Bradley's neck.
"I'm going to come," Bradley said and started to pull out.
Sid tightened his grip. "No, inside."
Bradley's shiver and groaned. Then he was thrusting deeper inside, until his entire body shook and he
was spilling wet seed deep into Sid. The thought of Bradley coating his insides was enough to push Sid
over the edge and as he came he bit down, burying his teeth into the skin at Bradley's neck, letting the
claim seal them together.
His eyes widened and for a moment everything stopped. It was like his soul was looking into
Bradley's and at that moment he knew that it was going to be all right. Because Bradley's soul was bright
and beautiful and so, so strong. Strong enough to bear all the troubles they might go through, because he
loved Sid. And as he stared into Bradley's soul, he could feel him staring back into his. The claim tied
them together, but it was their love that made it possible.
Then everything came back into reality, slamming them down and they both were trembling against
each other, clinging to one another until their limbs gave way and they collapsed on the bed.
"Wow," Bradley said, once he caught his breath. "So that's a claim."
"Yeah," Sid whispered, stunned.
Bradley rolled off of him.
For a moment Sid felt cold, until Bradley pulled him into his arms.
"You're such a sap," Sid teased.
"The biggest," Bradley said proudly.
Sid snuggled deeper against him.
For a while they just laid there, in each other's arms.
"So..." Bradley said. "Am I moving to Woodcutter Valley or are we going to live in my house?"
Sid twisted his head around. "Presumptuous, aren't you?" He teased, smiling.
"Maybe," Bradley said, then quietly. "You don't have to." [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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