Dirty Little Secret

Marks and Promises

Nicolas' POV

     I stand in front of Jason's bed, my hands flaky and shaky, but instead of being nervous and scared like I thought I would be, all I can feel is burning anticipation, the pressure of my dick against my jeans unbearable when all it wants is the touch of my Mate.

   Jace.

   I watch with hooded eyes as Jason continues to undress himself in front of me, my breathing ragged and dazed.

   My eyes trace his hands as they pass over his taunt stomach, the muscles there flexing deliciously and I find myself whimpering, Benny a melted puddle by now. Jason's thinks hook in his belt loop, and his eyes raise to meet mine as he starts tugging the pants down his hips slowly, revealing the V line along his hips.

    My breath hitches at the sight while my member flexes making me whimper aloud, straining to touch him.

   My mouth waters, my tongue aching to reach out and trace the strict fine lines of Jace's body, his muscles moving in time as he slowly strips for me.

   Once he gets his pants over his hips, his briefs coming down as well, I can't stop myself from stepping forward, my hand going out to touch his warm tempting body, but just when I get close enough to touch, I get stopped. Jace grabs my hands and pins them behind my back before pulling me flush against his body, the warmth radiating off of him hypnotically.

    "Did I say you could move, runt?" He asks me, his voice deep and rough with arousal and a delicious veiled threat that has me panting. "Know your place." He warns before pushing me back to where I was painfully watching the show, only now, it's a million times worse, being able to be so close, close enough to reach out and taste only to have to wait. "Be patient."

    I nod my head in a daze, and all Benny can do is push another whimper from my chest, my hips softly bucking out into the air, wishing I could rub my body all over his, covering him with my scent.

    I squirm in my spot as Jason finished removing his clothes and I gasp at seeing his naked body in full light, my knees growing weak at the sight of his hard veined cock waving at me from its perch between his legs. The muscles bobs and flexes as if begging to reach me too, and I can no longer help myself. "Jace, please! Please undress me. Let me touch you. Let me taste you." I don't care how whiny I sound, it's all I can do to sit still and beg, wanting to be closer but knowing I had to be patient.

Much to my pleasant surprise, Jace beckons me forwards, and I love towards him in a daze, a light whimper breaking from my throat as I draw closer toward him.

As soon as I'm back within his reach, he smiles at me, the smile a cross between loving and demonic, and it sends shivers up my spine before he grabs my by my hips and spins me around, my breathing is ragged as he bends me at the waist, my hands reaching out to grab onto the edge of the bed to support myself from falling. My breathing falters when I feel Jace's hand glide across my ass, a whimper following when his cock replaces it.

The feel of him through my jeans makes my knees weak and I push back against him, silently begging him for more. Anything. Everything.

Finally after grinding against me until I'm in a heated frenzy, I hear Jace kneel between my legs, reaching around me to unbutton my jeans before sliding them down my ass and legs.

I shiver when the air presses against my body, but moan when warm slightly rough hands engulf themselves around my cock, my hips thrusting forward uncontrollably as my legs shake. "Please." The plea falls to deaf ears, because as sudden as his hand appears, it's gone, leaving me a panting quivering mess as I wait for Jace to touch me again.