Crossing the Moon - 10. Beta Love

Quinlan allowed the Omega to lead him back to the car. While Elias rolled back to recline the passenger seat, the blond briefly turned the car on so he could lower the windows a bit. Once again, he made no complaints when the werewolf urged him to sit in the passenger seat and then promptly sat on his lap. As the other man's lips descended onto his, the human's hands slid up Eli's thighs and under the shirt to gently stroke his back.

"Mmmm," Elias sighed happily as he reached over to lock the car, a tightness uncoiling inside him now that he had his human mate out of reach of any unpleasant, pervy vampires, and as safe as he could get him for the moment. "You okay, Quin?" Eli asked, looping his arms behind his new mate's neck and enjoying the man's touch on his skin.

"Honestly?" Quin responded with a grin, his dimples showing. "I don't really know. A part of me wants to bury myself deep inside you and stay there." He admitted as his hands slid down Eli's sides and up his chest, fingers trailing along tightened buds. "I'm never usually this forward, so it's kinda weird how badly I want you right now."

Eli's breath stuttered in his chest, imagining Quinlan inside of him, taking him. The Omega couldn't help pressing down onto Quin's lap, grinding just a little.

"We're mates," Elias said simply. "Our souls know each other, have always known each other. When we're close, the bond we have gets stronger. Kind of like holding magnets close." Eli rolled his hips downward again. "They wanna snap together, get as close as possible."

As Elias explained his theory about magnets, Quin felt the pull urging him to all but plaster himself against the man on his lap. "Is it gonna like this all the time?" He wondered aloud. "Not that I really mind..."

"It got less intense with the other guys after we, ummm, yeah." The Omega blushed but never stopped moving, rubbing against the man beneath him. "Sex kind of settles the bond, I guess. And then it's still there and strong, but you don't feel quite as much like an obsessed stalker after that." Elias tilted his head. "Does that make sense?"

Quin nodded. "I'm feeling very much the obsessed stalker right now," he confessed as he trailed his fingers up the side of Eli's neck. "Do you have any idea how bright your eyes are? They're like right up there with Jany's."

"Really?" Elias squeaked, then blushed harder. The Omega smiled, bubbles of happiness percolating inside him at the compliment. "You should probably know that the stalker tendencies are pretty mutual. You're really beautiful, Quin. Like, a lot."

The blond's smile widened. "Well, it seems like we're going to be together for a long time," he pointed out. "Enough to get to know each other better...would you like to see more of me right now?"

"Fuck, yeah," Elias said in a harsh exhale. "I wouldn't mind seeing all of you."

The blond didn't hesitate to tug his shirt over his head. The way the Omega's eyes looked him over nearly made him release then and there. But he somehow managed to undo his pants and slip them down enough to be freed. He took himself in his hand, a moan falling from his lips.

"Shit, it's not fair how hot you are," Eli said without thinking, his fingers trailing over Quinlan's heated length.

"Oh? That's strange coming from someone who's hotter," Quin responded as he bucked up into the Omega's fingers. "God, that feels so good."

"Do you wanna...nevermind." Eli bit his lower lip, focusing on mapping Quinlan's cock with his fingers.

"Go on, don't leave me hanging," Quin urged with another blinding smile as he gently lifted Eli's chin.

"You maybe wanna see me, too?" Elias said, a little overwhelmed with the gorgeous creature beneath his hands.

"Do I ever," The blond replied fervently. "But, only if you feel comfortable enough to. I don't wanna force you into anything."

In half a second, Eli's shirt was hanging from the headrest of the driver's seat, and he was reaching for the button on his jeans.

Quinlan wanted to laugh at the Omega's eagerness, but he didn't want Elias to feel as if he were laughing at this body since it couldn't be further from the truth. "If I stare at ya any more I think I'll cum on the spot."

"Or you could just cum on me," Eli murmured, his brain to mouth filter having completely derailed the moment his pants were undone and his cock sprang free from its confines to bump into Quinlan's.

"I'd rather cum inside you," the human responded as he gently grinded against him.

"Now?" Elias begged, "Can we do that right fucking now? Because I think I'd rather have you do that, too."

"Yeah," the blond replied. "Shit...do you have any lube here somewhere?"

"Considering that Mat and Pax hide it all over the place for us in the house, there are probably at least two bottles stashed in this car." Eli leaned over, flipping open the center console. He reached in and pulled out a small plastic bottle. Elias waved it in Quinlan's direction with a grin. "I got it on my first guess!"

That small bottle looked like the most glorious object in the world to Quin at the moment. Elias handed the bottle to him and struggled to get the rest of the way out of his pants. The human did the same with his until the two of them were skin to skin at every contact. "Eli..." the blond gasped as his fingers trailed along the lower curve of the Omega's spine. "Are you sure this is alright? I don't know if I'll be able to stop once my fingers slide inside you."

"I don't...I don't want you to stop," the Omega gasped out, tipping his body forward and arching to make his ass more accessible. "I never want you to stop."

The human pressed a kiss to the center of the other man's chest as he slid a finger inside. His vivid blue eyes glanced up into emerald while he added more digits. "Wow, your body's accommodating fast," he mused aloud. The flesh gave way for his fingers with very little effort. He wondered if it was part of the mate bond, too.

"I'm an-an Omega." Elias pushed back, taking the finger deeper with a soft moan. "And a wolf. I'm built to adjust quickly. Prep is optional, half the time. If I'm excited enough, you can pretty much make sure I'm slick and then go for it."

"God, that's hot," Quin whispered as he removed his fingers and urged Eli back down so he could press the tip of his shaft against him. "I think I'll need your help to slip inside...I've never done it in a car before."

Elias steadied himself with a hand on Quinlan's shoulder, reaching back with the other to grasp the rigid cock throbbing against him. Eli whimpered. Quin was thick and hard. The Omega could feel the man's heartbeat in its length.

Eli wiggled his hips as he let his body drop slowly. Quin slipped inside with little resistance. Elias tightened his muscles, wanting to feel his breaching more intensely. The Omega groaned softly, long and low until his backside was resting against Quinlan's thighs.

They hadn't done anything yet, but already the human felt overwhelmed as he felt Eli's flesh tightening against him. "Fuck," he hissed as he grinded up against the Omega. "If I go too fast, let me know." He warned as his hips began to buck. In a relatively short amount of time, he built up quite a bit of speed.

Elias shifted so he gripped the seat behind Quinlan, worried about accidentally scratching or digging his fingers into the human. The Omega let Quin drive the depth and speed, carefully pushing back with every thrust. A horrifying thought of his human mate with a crushed pelvis held Eli in check.

But it felt so good, making it difficult to focus on anything but the thick rod plunging in and out of him at a delicious rate.

Quinlan's thrusts came faster and faster. The young man had so much stamina that he was able to keep up the pace quite consistently. Every now and again, he'd slam inside hard enough to draw sounds from the werewolf's lips. But, otherwise, he didn't slow down.

"Nnn, fuck," Eli gasped, letting his head drop back, and his body leaning away from Quinlan's chest. He held tight to the seat over Quin's shoulders, slowly shifting the angle of the human's pounding thrusts. Eli couldn't slam down onto Quin, but there were other ways he could play. Elias teased himself, avoiding his sweet spot, swiveling his hips.

"So good, Quin…Don't stop..."

The blond's shaft continued to piston into the werewolf's depths with abandon. "Couldn't stop...if I tried..." he gasped.

Eli shifted again just as Quinlan slammed a deep, wild thrust, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through him as Quinlan accidentally nailed the smaller man's prostate.

"Ah, there!" The Omega's fingertips threatened to sink into the upholstery. "Oh, Goddess, right friggin' there..."

The human eagerly aimed in that same area in rapid succession. When he felt that he was close, he took hold of Eli's member and stroked it. He couldn't quite match the same pace, but the intention was clear. Quin wasn't going to last much longer, and he wanted the werewolf to get something out of it, too.

The sound of ripping fabric was covered up by Eli's keening wail, his body trembling as he held himself stiff and still over his human mate, allow Quinlan to jackhammer into him. Cum shot from Eli's tip. The first blocked by Quin's stroking fist. The rest striped the human's chin, chest, and stomach as the Omega's walls contracted rhythmically on Quinlan's length.

Quin released nearly at the same time, not being able to withstand the rolling undulations of the other man's flesh against his own. "Oh, fuck!" he keened as he shot deep into the werewolf's depths.

Elias collapsed against Quinlan, panting and nuzzling the human's throat, taking in his scent and marking Quin with his own. The mate bond felt stronger, thrumming between them. The anxious worry that had been with the Omega seeped away under the warmth and comfort of the bond between them. It branched out to the others, singing just as powerfully. Eli sighed happily, kissing Quin's shoulder and turning his head to glance blearily out the window, to find eyes peering at him from inches away.

Elias screamed as if a spider had just jumped on his face.

When Quin followed Eli's gaze, he nearly jumped, as well. Their other mates couldn't seem to wipe the smirks off their faces.

"Well," January said aloud as he held up the red book. "We got the diary. How about we head home?"

"Let's get these two in pants first," Pax suggested.

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"I really am sorry, Pax," Elias said miserably from the backseat where he was cuddled between Quin, who had the Omega tucked under his arm, and January, who was laying down in Eli's lap so that no one saw him.

Elias had been apologizing to the alpha most of the way home, seeming to become more bothered as Pax continually attempted to assure the Omega that he wasn't upset.

"I'll pay to have it fixed, I swear," Eli said for the seventh time. January had been counting. "I can't believe I lost control of myself like that."

"Better the car than Quin, right?" Mateo pondered aloud, which didn't make Elias feel any better.

"Don't worry, Eli," Quinlan assured the Omega. "I trust you. You wouldn't hurt me."

"How do you feel about bondage, Quin?" Mat asked with a keen gleam in his eye. "You could always tie Eli up nice and tight so he doesn't do anything accidentally that might cause damage."

Elias blushed scarlet and hid his face in Quinlan's shoulder. The Omega knew Mateo was only playing, trying to lighten to mood to make him feel better. It wasn't working very well. Elias felt very young and inexperienced next to the others. He was at an age of transitions. More than just finding a mate, Eli was dealing with what all teenaged wolves did. He was moving into life as an adult wolf.

His hormones were a bit wild, and he was at a stage where he would slowly learn balance and control. Elias had no doubt that Quin could have wild sex with Mateo or Pax without any risk of injury to the human. The older wolves knew themselves and their bodies.

They would be able to judge all the complicated nuances that told them what was a little rough play and what could actually hurt Quin. Eli knew that in a few years he would probably be much better at it, but that seemed like decades to wait to feel safe making love to one of his mates.

Quin ran a hand up and down Eli's back. "You were amazing," he assured the Omega. "Mind-blowing, even. I enjoyed every second."

"You promise it was okay?" Elias asked uncertainly, looking up at Quinlan. The Omega's emerald eyes seemed to shimmer with a dozen shades of green as Eli gazed at him beseechingly.

Quin gave him a dimpled grin. "Yeah, can't wait to learn more about you. Both in and out of the bedroom," he confessed.

"I'm sure he means both sensually and romantically," January teased, drawing forth a blush from the human. "You were both clearly 'out of the bedroom' earlier."

"Yeah, I'm sorry our first time wasn't in, you know, a bed." Elias frowned. "And I can't believe you guys just stood there and watched us, jeez. How long were you out there, anyway? Bunch of creepers."

"I regret nothing," the blond insisted. "Not to mention, I'll probably never forget it. Definitely in my top ten experiences of my life."

Elias made a tiny happy noise and hugged Quinlan tight, careful not to bruise any of his ribs.

"Hey, we're home," Mateo called from the front seat as they pulled into the driveway. "Hope you like it, Quin."

As the men made their way into the house, January placed a hand on Quinlan's shoulder. "Quin, thank you for being so understanding of all this," he told him. "It's a lot to take in, and we still have so much we need to explain..."

Quin shook his head and gently tugged off the vampire's hand to thread it in his own. "My only plan was to come live with you. The rest was an amazing bonus," he confessed cheekily. "I couldn't begin to describe how I feel right now...stronger? Filled to the brim of just about every feeling there is?"

"You'll stay with us?" Eli asked Quinlan hopefully. "January is. We just need to get all the light blocked from the windows."

"Is it alright if I stay here?" the blond questioned.

Pax reached over to ruffle the top of the human's head. "Yes, we'd like you to stay. Right, Mat?"

"I know I'd like you here," Mateo said immediately. "I want to get to know you, as well."

Quinlan gave him a blinding smile. "This has to have been both the best and most insane day of my life," he confessed with a snicker.

"How tired are you?" Jany asked the human.

"Not tired," the blue-eyed man replied. "But, still a bit overwhelmed. I'm going to have to take a rain check on everyone at once."

The vampire drummed his fingers along the diary in his hand. "I think I'm going to get a start on this. We should verify if it's really the elder vampire we need or not."

"Are you gonna be reading in the bedroom?" Elias asked. When Jany nodded, he beamed. "Then, I'm coming with you." He said as he looped an arm through one of January's.

Pax raised a brow. His shortest mate would undoubtedly distract the vampire if he joined him snuggled up in bed. "I'm coming, too." He insisted.

Quinlan watched the three of them go with an amused expression on his face. When they were out of earshot, he turned towards Mateo. "Eli's gonna molest the heck out of one of them, ain't he?" He prompted.

"Probably," Mateo said with a grin. "You see how Pax followed along. He may throw himself on the horny Eli grenade so Jany can actually get some reading done on the diary."

The big wolf looked down at his new mate. The human was very attractive. Mat's instincts suggested he should lay Quinlan down, strip them both naked, and cover Quin with his scent...thoroughly. Instead, he cleared his throat awkwardly.

"You hungry?" Mat asked. "I was just thinking about making something."

"Yeah, definitely," Quin admitted as he followed along.

If Mateo had had his tail at that moment, it would have been wagging. He happily led his new mate into the kitchen and stuck his head in the fridge.

"Hmmm, sandwiches?" Mat called, bent over and half in the cold box.

"Sounds good to me," Quin replied. "Need me to help?"

"Oh, sure." Mateo backed out with an armful of sandwich fixings and condiments. "You mind grabbing the bread? It's in the box over there next to the microwave."

The blond quickly went over to retrieve the bread for them. "Do you guys have any chips?" he wondered aloud.

"You kidding?" Mateo laughed, leading Quin to the pantry and opening it with a flourish. "None of us can say no to Eli, and I think he has some sort of snack fetish. If you can think of a munchie, we probably have it."

Quinlan's blue eyes widened as he glanced upon the glory land. "Elias really is a guy after my own heart..." he replied as he grabbed a small bag of lime flavored chips.

"He's pretty great," Mat agreed, grabbing a bag of pre-popped popcorn for himself and heading back to the kitchen to start sandwiches. He winked at Quinlan as he loaded his bread with turkey and mayo. "You seemed to be getting along with him very well in the car…twice."

A slight blush formed on the human's face. He didn't regret anything that happened, but it was still quite a whirlwind of events. He had started out that night with the hopeful goal of possibly getting into January's pants, and ended up in an Omega's pants somehow. "He really seemed to know what he was doing," the blond admitted. "More than a good bit more experienced than me."

"Uh, I think he was actually completely a virgin until about two weeks ago," Mateo said, taking a huge bite out of his sandwich.

Quin's blue eyes widened. "No kidding!" he responded as he all but inhaled his own sandwich. "Well, I guess my first few times were just so spaced out...I mean, he seemed to enjoy it..." he trailed off as he wondered about his performance.

"Oh, he enjoyed it." Mateo swallowed the last of his sandwich that he'd practically inhaled. "Did you see Pax's passenger seat? That's a definite sign of enjoyment. We've had to have someone keep his hands pinned before during sex because he can get a bit scratchy when he's having a good time."

"Jeez," the blond snickered. "That's pretty cool, though." He glanced over at the taller werewolf. "Do you have any tendencies during sex?"

"Uh," Mateo's bronze skin darkened at his cheeks. "Like what?"

"Like, is there anything, in particular, you like to do?" Quin elaborated.

"Are you...I mean...I don't want to offend you by being lewd," Mateo said awkwardly. "I don't want to upset you or tell you something I like and think I expect that from you. I would only do what you would feel comfortable with." Mat let out a breath. "And I'm a little afraid of sounding like a perv or something."

A wide smile formed on Quinlan's face. "Don't be embarrassed. You can tell me anything," he insisted. "If you tell me something you like, I'll tell you something I like."

"That sounds fair," Mat said shyly, scooting closer to the handsome human. "I...I like topping, but I also really like to bottom. A lot. But before Pax and Jany, there wasn't really anyone who would do that for me."

"I can top too, sometimes," Quinlan confessed. "I mean, I'm sure you saw..." he trailed off with a slight blush."But, I like bottoming just as much. So, whatever you're in the mood for, you'd just have to let me know."

"Oh, I can top, too. Don't worry." Mateo's gaze was hot as it traveled over Quinlan's features. "And now that I know I can be topped pretty much whenever I feel like asking for it, topping seems a lot more fun." The dark-haired wolf's smile was naughty but teasing. "You want to keep trading things we like? I'm kind of enjoying learning about you."

The human began to tug at the collar of his shirt as he felt his own body temperature rising. "I, uh, I like love bites...gentle ones. Things like strip teases and lap dances...being lifted by someone stronger than me," he continued.

"I'm stronger than you," Mateo said, voice rolling and deep. "Much stronger than you."

"You sure are..." Quin whispered, his hunger turning into an entirely different kind of hunger altogether. "Damn handsome, too."

"That's you," Mat said, stepping into Quinlan's space until their chests touched. Mateo reached up and curled a lock of the human's blond hair around his finger. "More than handsome."

Before he even realized it, the blond's arms slid up Mateo's chest and wrapped around his neck to tug him down into a kiss. He had never kissed anyone with such full and soft lips before. They felt so good against his.

Without breaking the kiss, Mateo leaned down to wrap one arm around Quinlan's waist and the other under his ass and lifted him until they were at eye level. His thick muscles barely had to flex, and it seemed as easy to him as lifting a feather.

As Quinlan's legs wrapped around the taller man, his heart began to race. Was this what it would always be like whenever he got too close to one of his mates? "Please, just...hot...clothes..." he rambled.

"You want me to take these off you?" Mateo rumbled in Quinlan's ear, holding him up with just an arm underneath Quin's tight behind, using the other to skim his fingers under the human's shirt.

"God, yes," Quin replied in a needy voice. "C-can I see more of you, too?"

"Whatever you want, baby," Mateo promised, stepping to a clear section of counter and setting Quinlan down on it with his legs hanging off the edge as Mat stepped away. The wolf grabbed the hem of his shirt and inched it upward, flashing a strip of abdominals. "You want me to do it slow for you?" he asked, unsure where his confidence came from. Maybe from Quin's eyes, how he was looking at Mat like he couldn't possibly turn away.

Unable to trust his voice, Quinlan nodded. He never knew that a werewolf could be so beautiful. His pants were becoming way too tight, so he unbuttoned them as he watched. His royal blue eyes couldn't look anywhere else.

Mateo's eyes darkened, his eyes on the V of Quin's opened pants. The wolf's gaze dragged upward to watch his new mate's face as he swayed his hips slowly and began peeling the form-fitting shirt from his body, turning when it was half off to show his broad muscular back. Pawprints slowly revealed themselves as skin like dark honey was bared. Fabric was freed from deltoids, down biceps and triceps, to slip further and fall from Mateo's fingers to the floor.

The human nearly jizzed his own pants then and there. "Mateo..." he gasped. "Beautiful..."

Mat looked over his shoulder, chocolate eyes dark and full of promises. The wolf turned to face Quinlan again, taking a moment to pop the button of his jeans.

"Should I keep going?" Mateo asked, dropping his zipper so slowly Quin thought he could hear every metal tooth disengage.

Quin held his arms out in invitation. "Please come closer," he begged as his own shaft throbbed. The last time he wanted someone so badly, the two of them ended up tearing up Pax's car.

Mat didn't need to be asked twice, walking into Quinlan's arms and wrapping his human mate in his own. Mateo caught Quin's lips, stealing a kiss and deepening it until they were both panting.

Quin's legs once again wrapped around Mateo's waist, clinging desperately as he kissed him back with everything he had. "Pants...in the way..." He gasped as he squirmed and kicked off his pants.

Mat shoved the strained fabric of his pants down just enough to free his hardened length.

"I kind of want to fuck you with my jeans on," Mateo growled, slotting himself between Quinlan's thighs and grinding their cocks together.

"So do I," Quin responded without thinking. "Uh, that is, I want you to fuck me even if you keep your jeans on..." he tried to explain himself.

"How bendy are you?" Mateo asked, reaching over to slide a drawer open and pull out a convenient travel-sized bottle of lubricant. "If I lay you out on this counter you think you can put your legs on my shoulders while I slick you up?"

Quinlan nodded frantically, already raising his legs up and laying back on the counter for him. "Like this?"

"Oh, damn yes, baby. Just like that," Mateo purred, stepping forward.

The wolf rested one of Quin's soles on each of his shoulders, then leaned forward slightly. Quinlan's legs bent, opening. Mat brought slick fingers between his mate's cheeks, teasing over his entrance.

"I've never been taken on a counter before," the human mused as his eyes tried to commit every inch of Mateo's torso to memory. "Once against the railing of Jany's balcony...but, never a kitchen counter. I'm eager to scratch it off my bucket list. I'll even write your name next to it in bold red."

"I look forward to writing your name on my body," Mateo murmured, sliding a long finger inside his lovely human mate.

"Oh?" Quin wondered as his mind settled firmly in the gutter. "How so? In strawberry syrup?"

Mateo bent further over Quinlan, adding another finger to the first. With his other hand, the wolf gently grasped Quin's wrist and spread the human's palm against the warm skin of his ribs.

"Your handprint," Mat said softly. "Would you let me ink it here, with your name scrolled along the edge?"

"Fuck," the blond hissed. Why would such a sweet notion of having the other man's chest tattooed with his name arouse him so strongly? "If you don't enter me right now, I swear I'll cum from your fingers alone," he confessed. "My name on your chest? That's the closest to a proposal I've ever had, so yeah. If you put my name there, I'll take responsibility for ya."

"I want you to be ours," and it was like an oath from the wolf's lips as he slicked his length and pressed the tip to the man beneath him. "We can all be responsible for each other." The thick head breached him, stretching Quinlan deliciously. "I want any wolf who passes you on the street to smell me on your skin and know you're mine and I'm yours." Mateo slid inside, steady and slow but unrelenting until their bodies were joined completely.

At the rate they were going, Quin didn't expect to be out on the streets anytime soon. But, he didn't bother to bring it up. He arched his back and let out a rolling moan instead. "Mat, I'm already yours, man. You had me at 'let's get some food.'" He declared.

"Wait until I make you my famous chile relleno," Mat purred, thrusting faster, deeper, as he kept Quinlan spread wide. "You'll be drawing little hearts around pictures of me." (chile relleno= stuffed pepper)

"I love chile relleno!" Quin responded, his voice taking on a sultry tone. "I'd probably do a lot more than draw you hearts. I'd draw your chile relleno into my mouth."

Mateo grinned boyishly, then his eyes darkened, and his smile turned wicked.

"If you can make innuendos I'm not fucking you hard enough," the wolf rumbled teasingly before wrapping an arm behind Quinlan's shoulders and holding tight. "You need more, baby?" Mateo asked, carefully controlling his strength to slam deep and rough inside his human.

The shorter man's hands raked through his own blond locks, his arms bent at the elbows as he let out a throaty moan. "God, yes!" He cried out. "More..."

"Have you ever made love with one of my kind before?" Mateo asked, leaning down to slide an arm under Quinlan's back, lifting it in an arch. "Do you know how fast I can take you and never get tired? How easy it is for me to lift you, position you, fuck you onto my cock while I slam deep and hard?"

"Mat!" the blond gasped as he moved and squirmed against him. "Yes, you're the first werewolf to take me like this," he confessed.

Mateo lifted Quinlan's body from the counter, supported by an arm behind his shoulders and another around his lower back. As Mat thrust forward with carefully moderated strength, he brought Quin toward him, fucking the human onto Mateo's thick length.

The human didn't know what to do with himself. Somewhere in the back of his lust-addled mind, he figured that everything was amplified because they were mates...because he had yet to join himself to each one. That must have been why he felt every single slide of Mateo's flesh with every inch of his body. "I-if it's gonna...feel like this...every time," he said between ragged breaths of air. "I don't think I'm ever leaving the house."

"Mmm, I'd stay, as well, if you were here. But you can still talk," Mateo purred in Quinlan's ear. "That means I can go faster."

The wolf's hips snapped faster, drawing almost completely out with every stroke before pounding back in. He lifted Quin, pressing their chests together as Mat began rapidly lifting and lowering his mate in time with every thrust.

The movements caused Quin's own member to slide along the werewolf's muscled abdomen, and he found himself making all sorts of pleasured noises as his hands reached out to cling tightly to Mat's shoulders. The blue-eyed man's heart beat so fast in his chest, it was a miracle the organ didn't leap right out of his throat and out into freedom. Again and again, Quinlan cried out the larger man's name.

"You feel so good," Mateo panted into Quinlan's ear, pace continuing supernaturally fast. "I'm so close. I want to feel you coming around me, clinging to me with your arms and legs and body. Goddess, you're making me crazy."

"Can't..." Quin keened as he all but exploded. The shaft between them sprayed cum in twitching bursts, prompting his entire body to contract and release in waves. The sensation was quite different from when he had spilled himself inside of Elias earlier, but it was equally as intense.

A low rumble vibrated through Mateo's chest as he continued to thrust until Quinlan's body went loose and boneless in his arms. The wolf thrust once more and held himself there, pumping his release deep inside his new mate, marking him and cementing the bond between them.

The human arched his back as another wave of pleasure mixed with peace rolled over him from head to toe. He wondered if the others felt that as well. Neither Mateo nor Elias felt like strangers to him anymore. He had no better way of describing it. At first, his body craved sensual contact with the closest mate. The craving was intense and adamant until intercourse settled it down. Quin still craved and desired Mateo, but it no longer felt as urgent or 'do or die right this very minute.' The blond was able to slide a hand over Mat's shoulder, up the side of his throat, and up through his hair in a gentle caress while looking calmly into his brown eyes, which he did right there and then. Sometimes, the small and sincere touches were more intimate than raw sex itself. With their bond holding steady, they now could have both, tender intimacy and hot coition.

"Welcome home, Quinlan," Mateo whispered softly.

"Best welcoming I've ever had," Quin admitted.