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Stefan opened his eyes slowly. For a
brief moment, he wondered where he was. Then, as the events of the previous
night filled his head, he quickly turned looking for Ben only to find the
other side of the bed empty. Where was Ben?
Sitting up, he looked around the room. It was empty. Stefan threw the blankets
back and crawled from the bed. He quickly went to the bathroom to see if Ben
was there. Finding it empty, he walked through the rest of the house.
He walked into the kitchen and found Ben sitting at the table. He held a cup
of coffee in one hand, a newspaper in the other. Stefan took a moment to just
look at him. Ben truly was magnificent.
He was dressed in nothing but a pair of jeans, his chest and feet bare. The
mere width of Ben's shoulders was stunning on its own. He looked like he could
carry an entire house on his shoulders, not to mention the sheer size of his
arms.
Stefan didn't know if he was a minority or not but Ben's size was more
arousing than anything he had ever encountered before. It made him feel safe
and protected, something Stefan never experienced before. He seemed to spend
his life being afraid.
The sight of Ben's naked chest, smattered with dark chest hair, plain out
turned Stefan on. He wanted to run his fingers through that hair and discover
where the small trail going down the man's abdomen led to.
"Did you need something, Stefan?" Ben asked without turning his head.
Stefan could feel his face heat up as he walked towards Ben. Guess he had been
caught. However, he wasn't embarrassed enough to stop looking. Or to not climb
onto Ben's lap and try to get a feel of that glorious chest.
Devlin told him that he would be attracted to his mate but Stefan had no idea
he would feel obsessed like this. He couldn't stop looking, stop wanting to
smell the man. If this is what being mated felt like, Stefan was all for it.
As Ben looked up at him in confusion, Stefan swung his leg over Ben's lap,
straddling his legs, his hands coming to rest on Ben's wide chest. He rubbed
his hands over Ben as he slowly raised his eyes to meet Ben's golden eyes.
"Good morning," Stefan giggled at the sight of total shock on Ben's face. He
felt pretty sure his usual shy demeanor hadn't prepared Ben for this. Stefan
couldn't explain it beyond that fact that Ben was now his mate.
He wanted the man. Everything about Ben aroused Stefan to a fever pitch from
the top of his gorgeous dark head to the bottoms of his big feet. The man was
truly breathtaking and just knowing that Ben was his nearly made Stefan melt.
"Is there -- did you need something, Stefan?" Ben asked again, his voice going
low and deep, filled with apprehension as he gazed down at Stefan.
"I imagine there are lots of things I need, but there is only one thing I
want," Stefan replied as he leaned up to press his lips against Ben's. As he
tried to push his tongue past Ben's lips, he felt Ben's hands press against
his shoulders, pushing him back. With a deep heavy sigh, Stefan leaned back
and looked into Ben's eyes.
"Stefan? Do you know what you're doing?"
Stefan's lips curled into a small grin as he grabbed Ben's hands from his
shoulders and moved them down to his ass. "Yep," he whispered just before he
leaned up again to kiss Ben again. He wanted his mate to claim him. Now!
Ben opened his mouth and kissed Stefan back. Stefan could feel Ben's large
hands clench his ass through the thin material of his shirt. Never letting his
lips leave Ben's, Stefan reached down with his hands and grabbed his shirt,
pulling it up until Ben was holding bare flesh in his hands.
He could feel Ben's response in the tightening of his hands on his ass, the
soft moan that came from Ben's lips as his tongue moved out to brush against
Stefan's, and the hard throbbing of Ben's cock between his legs.
"Stefan," Ben growled as he ripped his lips from Stefan's. "Baby, you don't
know what you're doing."
"I know exactly what I'm doing. I'm asking -- no, I'm demanding that my mate
claim me."
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