The mark on my neck was still new, still fresh and highly sensitive. I couldn't even bare to have a shirt over it, as the slightest rustle of fabric over that patch of altered skin made my toes curl within my shoes.

It was a natural side effect of the Marking, an event that always lead to mating. Both mates that were marked couldn't bear to have those marks covered for the first few days.

Which was the reason why I was lying on the couch in Drake's office, who was seated behind his desk without a shirt as well.

A fact that made my wolf purr with delight. Enjoying the view and huffing with satisfaction that we could call this man ours.

The bond between us was still new, tentative. A frail thing that needed to be nurtured and built into something stronger.

Something unbreakable.

Nuzzling against the pillow, I flopped on my stomach, unable to focus on anything except my mark that stood out against Drake's shoulder.

And judging from the fact that Drake kept sneaking glances at me over his paperwork, pen unmoving in his hands, he too was distracted.

Though I couldn't blame him. Even though the room was filled with a comfortable silence, our wolves were anything but.

The pair of them had been getting familiar with one another. Slowly testing their boundaries, playfully fighting and chasing one another around.

And it was addictive to simply sink back in our minds and observe the play. To feel our wolves frolic with one another, feel their bond strengthen and succeeding to amplify our own emotions.

I smiled, closing my eyes to bask in my wolf's pure joy and happiness. He deserved it too. After all the injuries we sustained, both physical and mentally, he had been the one who pushed on.

He had been the one to persevere, to guide me to a safer place. Each time I had wanted to give up, my wolf had been the one to whisper encouragements, to soothe my pain even though it was suffering under the same torment as well.

Yet, he had never complained. He was always there with a wag and a comforting aura. I was glad that he could finally relax, could finally enjoy himself.

Even now, the bond between all four of us was growing. But scars didn't heal overnight. There were moments in the playfights where the wolves would grow tense, hackles raised and teeth bared for a moment.

Fearful that one would turn on the other.

Especially my own wolf would tense and become defensive, merely due to the fact that we had been physically attacked in the past.

By none other than our very own mate.

Yet Drake's own wolf was incredibly patient, allowing my wolf to relax from each minor flash back before inviting it to play.

Reaffirming that he was like Max.

I sighed, a gesture copied by Drake before he pushed his seat back, motioning me over.

Pushing off the couch and abandoning the pillow, I gave Drake a curious look as I approached before yipping in surprise when I was pulled in his lap.

And then sighed contently when his lips pressed against mine.

It was a soft, fuzzy feeling that enveloped me completely, a heat that started to simmer in my lower stomach. Soothing, warm, spreading through my veins the longer we kissed.

A growing need, to press closer, to inhale Drake's unique scent. To nuzzle against his skin, feel it pressed against my own before finding my mark and suckle on it.

Shivering at the low growl that escaped Drake, I easily and willingly complied, parting my lips for a deeper, more satisfying kiss.

To have his tongue pry past my lips, almost teasingly brushing my palate before finding my own tongue. The shiver grew into a warmth that bloomed across my skin, our wolves playfight becoming more teasing...

Sensual.

My fingers curled into his thick mane of jet-black hair, pulling him closer. The action provoked a slight chuckle, as if Drake was amused by my gesture.

The slightest touch of Drake's fingers against my lower stomach made the muscles there jump with awareness, causing my breath to hitch in my throat.

He used that hitched breath, pulling me impossibly closer, the hand that sank in my own hair angling my head to further deepen the kiss.

A breathy mewl escaped my lips, as this all felt oddly new. As if I was a young pup with absolutely no experience, still going through life with rose-tinted glasses.

Even my wolf, who had been so cautious, was starting to get wilder in its approach. Darting around Drake's wolf, rubbing their fur together and playfully mouthing at the other, huffing and growling lowly.

A squeak left my throat as strong hands found their way under my thighs, fingers curling and suddenly I was airborne. I gasped for air, forehead resting against Drake's shoulder as he easily lifted me up, higher against his body.

Instinctually my legs wrapped around his lean hip, which made me all the more aware of the bulging heat that now pressed intimately against my own swollen groin.

There was a small, miniscule moment of fear, hackles raising and wolf hesitating at the sudden change before Drake's voice rumbled soothingly through my ear.

"Easy love. We're not about to have our first time on my desk, or the couch for that matter." He chuckled teasingly, heat flooding my cheeks in realization.

"Oh." I squeaked, hiding my face in his throat as he barked out a laugh and held me closer. Breath hot over my ear as he chuckled hoarsely, before sighing.

"Though the idea is very tempting." He murmured, pulling me against him so I could feel every inch of his magnificent form.

I nearly choked on my saliva, blushing even harder as I could smell the pheromones coming from Drake. Could tell that he was indeed very interested to seal our mating.

But he was trying desperately to remain a gentleman. To offer me the experience I never had.

Because as I had explained to Drake, while I had the full experience of the mating bond unlike him, there had been little more than that.

Max had never really put forth any effort in the relationship. We were mates and we loved one another, and that was enough. At least, it seemed like it, until I was proven wrong.

There hadn't been any gifts, no surprise bouquets delivered at dawn, no breakfast at bed. I realized that Max had taken me for granted.

The bond was formed instantaneously, without any added effort. Why would he need to put energy in something that was already there?

Hell, like most wolves, we had mated within a week of meeting one another. It was very common for mates to fulfill the bond on the very first few days they locked eyes and while it wasn't the loving bond I had anticipated, I had shrugged it off.

Because it was tradition. Few wolves waited when their fated mate appeared before them, wanted to seal the bond instantly.

Once the bond was sealed, then they would work on their bond, would establish and build upon their Fated connection.

Yet Drake wasn't like that. Perhaps it was because Drake never actually got to experience a full mating bond, had never physically mated with his Fated Mate before getting rejected.

But I suspected it was merely Drake's character that spoke for itself.

This kind and gentle giant of a man, who seemed to accept any task put before him, no matter its difficulty, was going out of his way to make feel as comfortable as possible.

To offer me an experience I've never received even though had never had the pleasure of being fully mated in the first place.

It made me wonder how strong his self-control was. If my own wolf was already shaken up, desperate to complete the mating so the bond was finalized, I could only imagine how the both of them felt.

To finally have a mate, finally have marked your lover.

So I smiled against his throat before nuzzling closer, offering my love and reassurance through our bond. Letting Drake know that he wasn't going anywhere soon... but neither was I.

I was here to stay. This was a bond, a mate, that both my wolf and I had fully chosen.

And we would always stand firm behind that decision. Because I knew that choosing Drake was the best damned choice I've ever made.

A wave of gratitude flooded over the link before I felt Drake moving, carrying me off to god knows where. I didn't care, I trusted him fully.

And feeling a bit naughty, I instead let my lips travel down his throat, tongue flicking out to lap over my mark imbedded in his skin.

Letting my teeth gently scrape over the oh so sensitive patch of skin, applying a hint of pressure.

I snickered when Drake stumbled, a low growl rumbling through his chest in warning. To have so much control over such an amazing Alpha was... thrilling. Empowering.

Hot lips smirked against my flesh before Drake's lips found his own mark on mine, tongue hot as it swirled around before his lips sealed over the entirety of the mark and sucked.

Fingers instantly sank into Drake's hair, not knowing whether to push him away or pull him closer as pleasure surged through my body, leaving me a drooling mess.

And a sense of pride swelled from Drake as he kicked the door shut behind him before I was draped down on his bed.

I swallowed, a sudden jolt of nervousness fluttering through my stomach, even I was nowhere near being a virgin.

Then again, this is our first time mating... The first time we seal the bond...

And that realization made me jittery, slowly pushing back to the middle of the bed while Drake's massive frame followed easily. Hovering over me as those kind eyes glowed with desire and need.

Before they gentled, tension flowing out of Drake's shoulders as he sighed and rested his forehead against mine. Hair flowing around us, as if shielding both of us from the world outside.

I closed my eyes, inhaling his scent deeply, could feel the tension slowly fading away as he didn't just start ripping off my clothes to get down to business.

No, instead Drake hovered over me, slowly allowing his body to sink against mine as our lips locked once more.

And his hands started exploring, oh so gently. Pressing against my bared chest, finding a nipple and pausing when I shivered, moaning against his lips in sensitivity.

My own hands found the muscles in his back, following every dip and curve, enjoying the way they flexed and shivered at the slightest touch.

There was an overwhelming eagerness, a to touch, to sample the flavor of his skin on my tongue. To explore every inch of his body, learn what made him shiver in sensitivity, what made him growl for more...

What made him moan in my ear in ecstasy.

A full body shiver took over as Drake was finally fully pressed against my own body, cradled between my hips where he unthinkingly rolled forwards.

Both of us groaned at the sensation before our hips took a mind of their own, chasing one another in an endless play of pleasure and desire.

There was a hint of something curious over the bond, making me look up at Drake, who seemed to be a mix of excited yet... nervous?

For a moment, confusion made me cock my head slightly, burying my face against his neck and inhale his scent. And when Drake's hips jerked forwards when I mouthed at the mark, it clicked.

He's... never done this before...

Drake... the all-powerful Alpha... was still a virgin...

The very idea made my cock jerk in my shorts, saliva flooding my mouth as my wolf nearly howled in excitement. To be Drake's first...

It made me smile against his skin, surprising Drake by rolling us over so I was on top. After everything he had done for me, for us, I realized that this was the perfect way to return the favor.

So I grinned, tongue flicking over my lips and gave Drake a wink, who just shook his head bashfully but grinned back, hands resting on my hips.

Excitement sparked in his eyes, which were slowly melding with those of his wolf as I rolled my hips against him. Feeling oddly powerful as I watched Drake bite his lip, could feel his hips jerk and cock pressing against my short covered ass.

A playful growl escaped Drake as I nipped at his swollen bottom lip, a grin flashing over my own before I slowly ventured lower.

Alternating soft, butterfly kisses with biting, deeper presses whilst my hands fanned over his body much like his own did to me.

Long exhales, soft moans and breathless sighs soon filled the room, followed by a slight rustle of clothing as I shuffled back removing both mine and Drake's shorts.

I took the moment to watch my mate's gloriously nude form, awe struck and starving for a bite. Making sure that all the love, awe and reassurance I felt, was instantly sent to Drake, who smirked and playfully rolled his eyes before beckoning me over.

The second we touched skin to skin for the first time, cocks aligning and grinding together, growls rumbled through our chests. The kissing got more heated, barely withdrawing from one another to take a breath, as each kiss, each touch shared with one another was too precious to part from.

Hips rolling in tandem, each touch creating sparks of pleasure that edged us a bit closer to that pleasurable finish. Tempting one another, teasing with slow gentle touches, backing away when it became too much, when you needed to feel more-

There was a growl before I was pulled firmly against Drake's chest, hands finding my ass as his thrusts became stronger. I didn't even have to glance at the bedside table in search of any lube as I heard the pop of the cap, shivering and mouthing at Drake's throat before his hands returned.

I swallowed thickly, mentally preparing myself against the burn as his fingers spread the lube all around. This time he was teasing me, applying force before backing away as I curved my back.

A low grumble escaped my lips, making Drake chuckle before I felt the steady burn as his finger stretched me. Rolling my forehead on his shoulder, I moaned brokenly as Drake took his time stretching me.

Especially so when he found my prostate, only adding to the pleasurable experience by licking slowly over his mark.

Wasn't I supposed to blow his mind?

Instead I was rocking back against his pumping fingers, panting and whimpering as pleasure wrecked through my body.

I could feel his hand tremble as his fingers slipped out before Drake guided his cock to my well-stretched entrance. More lube was added before I exhaled and pushed back when he thrusted upwards.

My legs clenched around his hips, overwhelmed by that pleasurable burn, stretching around his girth as he pushed deeper, sliding deeper than I ever experienced.

"Wait, wait, wait-" I whined, breathing sharply and panting against his chest, overwhelmed by the surge of emotions, of pleasure, pure ecstasy.

Drake cursed lowly under his breath, a deep, rumbling growl vibrating through his chest. Fingers digging into my hips, struggling for self-control as his hips jerked slightly.

I wanted this to last for as long as possible, taking a few fortifying breaths before I rolled my hips and groaned in delight.

Slow, shallow thrusts. Allowing both of us to fully experience the sensation. To feel the slow drag and pull when Drake's cock slid out, the sudden jolt of pleasure as he sank back in and nudged my prostate in the process.

Drake arched his head back on a groan, fingers keeping hold of my hips, aiding the motion as I slowly lifted off of him until I could feel his hot tip against my ass, only to let myself sink back on him.

He growled at that, thrusting up and making me choke on a moan as our pace picked up. Reaching deeper than ever before, pegging my prostate on each thrust and growling under his breath when I clenched on him as a result.

"Fuck, Kyle, Baby, I'm not gonna last-" He hissed between clenched teeth, thrusts growing more erratic as I simply moaned in reply, throwing back against him and trembling as I was so close.

"I'm, I'm gonna-" I couldn't even say it out loud, as Drake's teeth sank back into the mark just as he came. I could feel him pulse inside me, felt the heat and above all the overwhelming pleasure as his shaft swelled, knot rolling up until he was sealed achingly deep.

I came at that very instant, rocking urgently against Drake before I found my mark on him and returned the favor.

"FUCK!" Drake barked, rolling us over, arms shoving my legs over his shoulders before he pumped rapidly into me, prolonging both our orgasms to the point where my toes curled and I clawed at his back, wanting him to stop and at the same time keep going.

With one last thrust, Drake collapsed on my chest. Both of us were breathing heavily, still quivering with the aftershocks of pleasure, still deeply connected with one another.

A happy, content purr slipped from my lips as my body just sagged around Drake, refusing to let go in my weakened state.

Drake was no better, arms wrapping tightly around me, pulling me closer against his chest as he nuzzled into my damp hair and sighed contently.

I can get used to this...