Arrow Inferno
Chapter 115: Jeremy Stanton vs. Ryan Hicks ~ Feral attraction in the midst of hatred… Ride & mark!

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'Are you nuts?' Jeremy growled. 'Do you want us to get arrested for indecent ex...' Jeremy trailed off when he realized that the police barrier ahead was no longer there. "What..." The image in his mirrors showed that the barrier was now behind them. Ryan had obviously blinked them past the barrier. 'Fuck, what have I gotten myself into?' He muttered even as the pleasure emanating from Ryan's fingers began to take over his senses. "Oh, shit..." Jeremy moaned as he felt his hips begin to thrust uncontrollably against Ryan's stroking fingers. The feeling of Ryan's fingers against that sensitive ridge beneath the head of his cock was driving him insane. 'Ahhh...' His head fell back as pure pleasure gripped him. Every twitch of muscle and every small pant of breath he took brought him closer to an explosion that seemed to be building up within. Jeremy felt his eyes shift. He could feel himself losing control. 'Fuck, baby you have to stop.' After going for months without taking his mate, the last thing he needed was to be teased.

'Better get used to it, darling.' Ryan drawled breathlessly, quickening his strokes. 'This continues until we complete this journey. Don't worry. We're on the highway now. No one will see us.' And truthfully, theirs seemed to be the only vehicle moving on that stretch. 'You see, for as long as I remain this horny, you...' Ryan didn't complete his sentence. "Jeremy..." Ryan gave a loud cry when his world suddenly shifted. One moment he was leaning snugly against Jeremy, thrusting against him and stroking the shit out of his leaking cock, and the next, he was sitting in front of Jeremy. 'Jeremy?'

'Ever heard of the hunter who became the hunted?'

Ryan gasped. That voice. He knew it too well. That was Jeremy's wolf. Mutt had obviously had enough. Shit! He felt rather than saw Jeremy take off his helmet behind him. Then he felt his mate's fingers beneath his chin, unfastening his helmet. When his helmet came off, Ryan frowned in surprise because he realized that Jeremy's hands were not on the handlebars. Then he saw the words, cruise control, flashing on the monitor and rolled his eyes.

"Show off," Ryan muttered just as he felt himself being pushed forward till his chest rested on the gas tank. "What are you doing?" He gasped, turning his head to look at Jeremy.

"What you've been asking me to do since we set off." Jeremy breathed, leaning over Ryan.

"But I haven't..." Jeremy slammed his mouth on Ryan's, cutting off his words. The kiss was fierce but at the same time so sensual, Ryan melted into it. He didn't even feel it when Jeremy loosened the drawstrings on his jogger pants. But when he felt the wind on his bare arse, he tore his mouth away with a breathless gasp. "Jeremy..."

"Shut up." Came the husky growl.

Jeremy maneuvered the pants off Ryan's arse with cheeky ease thanks to the ultra-relaxed texture of the material and its elastic waist. He couldn't stop the excited growl that tore out of his throat when he saw the red handle of the butt plug against the sexy, creamy arse of his mate. And that jockstrap... Shit!

Ryan moaned and arched his back in pleasure when the butt plug was gently pulled out of him. He didn't bother turning to see what Jeremy did with it. He just wanted to be filled...knew he was going to be filled. And he had an idea what his savagely aroused mate planned to fill him with. He didn't have to wait for long.

"Fuuuuuck!" Ryan screamed when his hungry hole was filled with one smooth plunge. His body instantly locked up tight when that blunt mushroomed head slammed into that sweet spot inside him. His eyes rolled into his head. Ryan had felt different levels of orgasmic pleasure at different times. But he'd never felt such an instant, rapturous pleasure ever. Agonizing pleasure assailed his senses as a sharp thrill zoomed up his spine. He felt his balls instantly tighten up inside the pouch of his jockstrap and knew what was going to happen. He didn't fight it...couldn't fight it. He just gave himself over to the pleasure. And what a mind-blowing thrill it was. An orgasm of such explosive proportions barreled through his whole body, shook him, stole his breath, and propelled him to the most amazing high.

Jeremy felt Ryan's body convulse in sharp jerks against him, felt his ecstatic thrill and heard his cries of pleasure, and growled with undeniable masculine triumph. And even before Ryan got down from his orgasmic high, Jeremy began fucking deep into him with quick hard thrusts, nailing that pleasure button head-on.

"Oh my god..." Ryan whimpered shakily as pleasure suffused his entire body. He was completely at the mercy of Jeremy and he loved it. He particularly loved how his mate pounded into him, riding him hard and deep, stroking repeatedly over that spot inside him that made him see stars. Ryan met Jeremy, thrust for thrust, rhythm for rhythm, and grunt for grunt. "Don't stop...please don't ever stop."

Jeremy heard his mate's pleas but was too far gone to assure him that he had no intention of stopping. His wolf was in complete control. And even wild horses wouldn't have stopped him from deep-dicking his mate's epic arse. His mate's body and mind were demanding to be fucked. And he sure as fuck intended to give him what he wanted... What they both wanted. But even as he plowed into Ryan, Jeremy knew he wasn't going to last.

"Fuck." The amber-eyed alpha gave an inhuman growl when just as he knew was going to happen, he felt the beginnings of his orgasm.

Jeremy pulled the upper body of his wanton mate up against his chest, loving how Ryan's head lolled back onto his shoulder with mindless abandon. Then he yanked down the zipper on his jacket down and bared the side of his neck to his wild eyes. But despite the urgency and harshness in Jeremy's actions, the mouth that touched that sensitive spot between Ryan's neck and shoulder was so gentle and sensual.

"Ahhh..." An intense shiver of pure bliss slithered down Ryan's spine. As if he couldn't control himself, he tilted his head to the side, giving Jeremy completed access to his neck. "Do it, baby." He virtually sobbed with anticipation. He'd never wanted anything more. "Please do it."

Jeremy's rhythm changed. Almost as if he had all the time in the world, he slipped his fingers into Ryan's silky white tresses to hold his head steady, then he slipped his right hand inside Ryan's jockstrap pouch and began to stroke his still hard cocks. Then still fucking deep into Ryan, Jeremy latched onto the same spot he'd bitten Ryan three months earlier.

"Jeremy...Jeremy...Jeremy..." The name fell from Ryan's lips in a hoarse cry, becoming a chant as he repeated it over and over. The mind-blowing sensation from that cock hitting his prostate, the firm stroking of his cocks, and those fangs moving against that spot on his neck caused Ryan's senses to explode. He came completely undone.

Ryan felt his channel begin to fill with Jeremy's warm essence just as his cocks erupted for the third time that day. And that was the exact moment that Jeremy struck. His fangs sank deep, imprinting himself on his mate's very soul. The connection instantly flooded Ryan with everything that the alpha felt for him. Ryan thought he'd seen it all...felt it all...but what he felt at that very moment was like nothing he'd ever felt before. He could hardly process the incredible sensation that flooded his mind and rushed throughout his body.

Everything was so intense and so impossibly overwhelming good bumps broke out over Ryan's entire body. His surroundings disappeared...the world disappeared until all he knew was Jeremy and the pleasure he was giving him. And unlike the first time Jeremy had marked him, Ryan couldn't suppress the loud ecstatic howl that tore out of his throat. It was purely animal with none of the human evident in it.

Jeremy gave thanks to Luna for keeping other motorists off the highway at that moment. He thought his mate's howl was loud enough to get to people in the nearest town and probably damage his vocal cords. Hell, that uncontrollable howl would have exposed them had humans been anywhere near them. They both acknowledged that the feeling this time was even more intense than the first time Jeremy had given Ryan his mark. Jeremy knew why, but Ryan didn't. Whenever marking became two-way, the feeling was always more intense. Theirs was a two-way marking as Ryan had already marked Jeremy.

They both felt the sweet but powerful waves of euphoric pleasure that repeatedly whirled through their bodies, linking them body and soul, and wondered whether it was ever going to end. Ryan's ecstatic cries reached a crescendo. He couldn't help but scream his love for Jeremy on their mind-link. But Jeremy didn't need to respond to that because Ryan already knew exactly how he felt. For that span of time, they were one. And it felt damn good.