“Oh.” Daniel hadn’t expected that. “But we don’t exactly have the same interests.”
“Not that it’s come between us before.” Heath looked pointedly at him. “We’ve spent four months together, Daniel. Short of you moving into the mansion.”
Daniel blushed. Well, they had. “And... and I’ve made mistakes in the past.”
Heath stroked his nape. “As far as I can see, the only mistake you made was Tim. And I’ve punched him into oblivion.”
That made Daniel smile. “You really don’t mind? All the things he said.”
“I still love you.”
Daniel’s stomach flipped. His heart too full, Daniel mumbled, “I love you, too.”
Heath’s entire face lit up. “Really?”
Daniel nodded, ducking his head. “I didn’t dare to mention it. I thought—I thought maybe you might fire me, too. Then we met Tim and I just... I thought you’d believe him, and you’d leave me.”
His chest squeezed tight, saying that. It could still happen.
But Heath pulled Daniel into a tight hug, kissing his ear. “I’m not leaving you. I want you to remember that.”
“I’ll remember it,” Daniel mumbled, his heart soaring.
“So you can tell me why you love me,” Heath said, his eyes bright and hopeful.
Daniel’s ears burned. No one had asked him this before. Especially not Heath. “You’re so confident. And young. And you care. You care about your employees, too. And... you treat me so well.”
“I treat you like you deserve to be treated.” Heath brushed his knuckles down Daniel’s cheek, his gaze soft.
“It still feels so unbelievable,” Daniel whispered. “You loving me.”
Heath gave a crooked smile. “Better start believing it. I want to bring you home and make you all mine. Today has proven that my markings on you should be more obvious.”
Blood surged between Daniel’s legs.
Then Heath released Daniel and tugged him back to the car.
“Where’re we going?” Daniel yelped.
“Home.” Heath sent him a hot look. “And it’s not gonna be over a couch this time.”
Daniel’s entire body burned. He squirmed in the car, watching as they drove past familiar streets and buildings, acutely aware of Heath’s heavy palm on his thigh.
The mansion seemed a little more familiar now, its interior smelling like yew, and some musk.
“I didn’t know you’ve been that horny,” Daniel mumbled, yelping when Heath swept him off his feet.
“Who do you think has been making me this horny?” Heath looked pointedly at him.
Daniel’s nerves tingled. “I’m all yours, if you want me.”
“I want you a hundred different ways,” Heath growled, striding into his bedroom. He threw Daniel onto the bed. Then he kicked off his shoes and pinned Daniel down, and Daniel arched up toward him, trying to shrug out of all his clothes.
He’d been dreaming about this. He wanted his alpha too much to refuse, and if Heath wanted him, if Heath wasn’t leaving...
Heath anchored Daniel’s hips against the mattress. Then he kissed Daniel deeply, his touch so tantalizing that Daniel bucked up, his blood coursing through his veins, his pants too tight.
“Need more,” he panted, his throat dry. There were far too many clothes on them both.
“Yeah,” Heath whispered.
And he reached between them, closing his hand around Daniel’s cock through his pants. Heath squeezed him until he writhed, his precome leaking through the fabric.
“Heath, please,” Daniel gasped, his cock pulsing with pleasure. “Inside.”
He’d dreamed of this, more so when he’d fallen deeper in love. Daniel had imagined Heath taking him several ways—on top, from behind, Heath spreading him open, tasting him, sucking him.
And now that it was happening, Daniel didn’t know what he wanted first. All he knew was that he wanted his alpha closer, wanted Heath claiming him inside, deep and thoroughly.
He tore at Heath’s pants, groaning when he finally freed Heath’s cock. Daniel stroked down its silky length, tugging on it, trying to shrug out of his pants so Heath could fit inside him.
Heath rumbled, rocking against Daniel’s hips, his cock heavy and musky. “You want me.”
“Please!”
Heath leaned back, his eyes dark, tearing off Daniel’s clothes. Something ripped. A button flew off. And now Daniel was completely bare beneath his alpha, his hole leaking, musk rolling off his skin.
Heath dragged his gaze down Daniel’s body, the weight of it warm, prickling Daniel’s skin. Daniel spread his legs. Heath’s breath punched out of him.
He shrugged out of his clothes, his pecs and biceps flexing, his thighs hard against Daniel. Then they were both naked, Heath pinning Daniel down on the bed, fitting himself between Daniel’s legs, his cock grinding hot against Daniel’s belly. Daniel leaked.
“Mine,” Heath growled, dropping kisses all over Daniel’s face. “I’m gonna claim you. And—and bond with you.”
He looked uncertain at that, searching Daniel’s gaze for his permission.
Daniel nodded eagerly. “Please.”
Then he tilted his head to the side, offering the scent gland at his neck.
Heath groaned. He kissed Daniel on the lips, tasting him, thrusting inside like how he’d fuck Daniel. When Daniel moaned and squirmed, digging his nails into Heath’s back, Heath kissed down his neck, to Daniel’s sensitive scent gland.
“There’s no going back if I mark you here,” Heath whispered, his breath hot on Daniel’s skin.
“Mark me.” Daniel groaned, opening his legs wider. “I’m all yours.”
Heath panted, kissing Daniel right on the scent gland. Then he sucked on it, so a jolt hissed down Daniel’s spine. Daniel arched. Heath’s teeth scraped his neck.
And he bit down hard, breaking skin. Pain and pleasure tore through Daniel; he cried out, his cock throbbing, his body craving his alpha. “Heath,” he choked.
“Mark me,” Heath panted, offering his own neck.
Daniel leaned in, dragging his lips over Heath’s scent gland, filling his lungs with yew and musk. He grazed Heath’s skin with his teeth. When Heath didn’t pull away, Daniel bit down hard, so Heath grunted, tensing against him.
“Fuck,” Heath hissed, his pupils blowing wide, his cock jerking.
There was a set of teeth marks on Heath’s neck, blood slowly dotting his skin. He was Daniel’s.
Daniel stared, disbelieving. It felt too good to be true.
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