Liam by Toni Griffin

argue. He sank further into the mattress when Liam plundered his mouth. Their bodies aligned perfectly. Liam's hard, leaking shaft rubbing against his own had Declan on the verge of climax before he even realised it was possible.
    Declan frantically pushed against Liam's chest, trying to get him to stop for a moment, so he could breathe and try and regain some control over his errant body.
    Ironic, wanting Liam to stop after Declan just got through telling Liam not to, but he didn't want to come too soon.
    Liam took the hint and paused, looking down with a question in his eyes.
    "Sorry, was about two seconds away from blowing, and I don't want to do that yet."
    "Why the hell not?" Liam asked, confused.
    Declan blushed. The scent of Liam's arousal increased as the man watched him. "I don't want to come until you're buried deep inside me," he whispered with his eyes closed, too embarrassed to look at Liam when telling him what he wanted.
    The deep rumbling in Liam's chest caused Declan's body to shiver with want and he reached out to place his hand against the lightly furred skin. The torso vibrated under his touch, his cock twitching with the sensations.
    "Your wish is my command, honey." Liam's voice went low and sexy
    Before Declan could utter a single word he had been flipped over, his face now buried in the pillow. He inhaled deeply, letting Liam's scent surround him. Declan's cock grew ever harder, if possible. Liam placed his hands on either side of Declan's hips and lifted them to the perfect height. Liam's rough calloused fingers moved and parted Declan's cheeks, exposing his clenching hole for Liam to see.
    A moan tore from Declan's throat when Liam's tongue swiped across his puckered ring then travelled down towards his balls before sliding all the way to the top of his crack. He finally zeroed back in on Declan's entrance.
    Declan tilted his hips back further when Liam's tongue speared past the first ring of muscle. Liam's thumb gently caressed his hole before it too worked its way inside him. Declan bit the pillow underneath him to stop from crying out at the feeling of finally being penetrated.
    Declan had died and gone to heaven. Liam worked his body like a finely tuned instrument. Just when Declan thought he would come from the many sensations shooting through his body, Liam pulled back. Declan whimpered at the feeling of loss that encompassed him. His muscles twitched, his body wanting to be filled again.
    Liam kissed his lower back. "My name would look perfect right here," Liam whispered, almost too quiet for Declan to hear.
    Liam's thumb traced a line across Declan's back just above his crack. He suspected Liam had been talking to himself more than him.
    "Liam," Declan said almost desperately, he needed his mate to finish what he had started.
    "Coming, honey. Good things come to those who wait, you know." Liam leant over and rummaged in his bedside drawer, pulling out a half empty bottle of lube.
    Thoughts of why the bottle would be half empty and of men, other than himself, in his mate's bed had Declan's wolf coming to the surface. His canines lengthened, his eyes shifted, and a loud growl escaped his chest, no matter how hard he tried to hold the damn thing back.
    Liam looked at him with the biggest grin Declan had ever seen on anyone. "God, you're hot when you're jealous, all part shifted. Your eyes are really something."
    "I'm not jealous." Even Declan didn't believe the words when they came out of his mouth.
    "Really?" Liam asked with a raised eyebrow as he shook the tube of lube.
    Declan snarled, which only caused Liam's smile to widen. "See, hot as fuck. I can't wait to feel those teeth sink into my flesh."
    "If you don't get a move on you will be feeling them a lot sooner than you think."
    Liam didn't reply. Instead he smacked Declan's ass hard twice, once on either cheek. Declan sucked in a breath, intense pleasure shooting through his body at the contact. The spanking definitely deserved further