Relief like no other swept through me. I’d feared Mike might’ve wanted her back and I would’ve looked like a fool. To hear him dismiss her… Fuck I wanted to kiss him right here.
Vera stood, her anger evident as she sneered at us and left our apartment, not even giving Mike a last goodbye before the door banged shut behind her.Was she embarrassed? Had she felt rejected?I just hoped she’d learned her lesson. A wonderful man like Mike wouldn’t always be there waiting for another chance. She should’ve treated him better and never let him go. Her loss. Still, I had toapologize to Mike. My own jealousy had taken over. He’d likely have preferred me not steamrolling over him like that.
Still holding his waist, I turned my head, “I’m so—”
Mike’s warm lips met mine and I whimpered. My arms tightened around him, daring him to move away. His kiss was forceful at first, like he couldn’t control himself. Then it turned almost shy and was now back to a demanding sort of ferocity. The changes in the kiss had me weak in the knees. How could a kiss with one person be so different? And yet I’d loved every second of it. All the ways Mike kissed were filled with so much emotion and want.
I grabbed onto his hair, pulled his head back and devoured his mouth. Moaning, we both fell into the kiss. The uncertainty was gone now. Fully gone. Mike was living for this kiss. His touch on my body was frantic and needy. It was a freakingrush,feeling this wanted.
His hands travelled down to my pants, rubbing my ass and I groaned, both from the pleasure and the realization that it would take a damn battle to get out of these pants! All I wanted was for both of us to be naked and rubbing against each other until we’d both come ourbrains out. Had I known these pants were this irresistible, I would’ve worn them sooner, dammit!
Two knocks sounded on the door, making both of us groan with annoyance. If Vera was back, I was siccing Erik on her.
I walked—rather awkwardly, I might add—toward the door, my tight pants truly uncomfortable with my dick hard and ready to party.
My dick died down as soon as I looked through the peep hole—yes, I’d learned my mistake from before—and found Linda on the other side.
“It’s your mom,” I declared, then opened the door with a bright smile, simply because Linda was like a mother to me, too. She deserved to be welcomed with happiness and not our sour moods.
Her face lit up as she spotted us. “My boys!” Mike was hugged tight as mother and son finally reunited after two years. They broke apart, Linda’s eyes a little glassy as she looked her son over. Suddenly, I found myself engulfed in a familiar hug before she stepped back and eyed me with a smirk. “You doing roleplay now, Dyl? Let me guess, you’re a…. rock musician, just without the tattoos and eyeliner?”Thank fuck she’d continued that sentence.
“Good guess, but I’m actually just trying to tempt Mike,” I stated proudly, making Mike choke on air next to me.
She laughed, looking over us like only a worried mother could, then leaned in and whispered loudly, “Did it work?”
“Mom!” Mike gasped.
Linda just laughed harder and walked into the apartment. “I’m just teasing,” she said, sitting down and eyeing our waffles with evident hunger.
“Please eat, but they’re cold now,” I warned.
She grabbed one and dipped it in the chocolate sauce from my plate, then with her hand covering her stuffed mouth asked, “So, I actually came to congratulate you on your bonding. I would’ve come by sooner but Rino told me firmly not to and he’s often right about these things. Even if my motherly instincts had me cursing the man mentally. I lasted until this morning, but then I had to see you.”
“Bonding?” Mike asked, looking at me with confusion.
“Well, yeah,” Linda said, taking another bite. “With Dylan being your anchor, you bonded.”
Mike’s eyes went wide. “Anchor?!”
Linda stopped eating, her mouth smeared with chocolate as her eyes widened. “Oh, you haven’t been told yet?”
“I wasgettingto that part,” I grumbled. “The poor guy only woke up a little over an hour ago and what you’re eating is his breakfast.”
She seemed sheepish as she wiped her hands on a napkin. “Sorry boys. I thought Mike would’ve been told by now. And you can’t blame a mother for wanting to see her child after he practically got married,” she sniffed, but it was obvious she felt guilty for her interruption.
“Married?” Mike breathed, looking a little faint.
“Oh dear,” I sighed. “Mike, sweetheart,” I began, holding on to his beautiful face. “I’m so damn proud to be your anchor.”
“You’re not mad at me?” His eyes were fearful andso veryvulnerable.
“No,” I said, shaking my head with a smile. “I’m extremely happy.”
Mike’s expression turned from fearful into the most breathtakingly beaming smile. “Then, I am too.” That was a huge relief! I’dfeared it would take longer to convince him that I honestly wanted this.
“Oh, my boys,” Linda whispered from the couch, wiping her eyes. “I never once thought the two of you would get together, but I’m so happy you did.”
“So is Erik,” Mike laughed.