The words hung heavy in the air, a solemn vow echoing through the quiet penthouse. Even the city sounds below seemed to hush, as if in reverent awe of the bond just forged between two souls.
Jake's gaze softened, a myriad of emotions flickering across his face: disbelief, joy, fear... love. He pulled Felix back into his arms, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead then nuzzling into his hair, breathing deeply.
"You have no idea," he murmured, his voice hoarse with emotion, "just how much I needed to hear that."
Jake's arms tightened around Felix, pulling him impossibly closer, as if trying to fuse their bodies into one. He buried his face in the crook of Felix's neck, breathing in the mingled scent of sex, sweat, and their combined essence—a smell that now belonged only to them.
"I don't want to let go," he whispered roughly. "Not ever."
Felix turned slightly in his hold until he could press a trembling hand against Jake's jaw—fingers brushing stubble with quiet reverence. His skin still hummed from every touch, every claim made tonight.
"You don't have to," he said softly. "I'm not going anywhere."
Jake finally lifted his head just enough to look at him—really look—and what Felix saw made something inside him crack open all over again.
No more masks.
No more performance.
Just raw honesty: an Alpha laid bare by love so fierce it defied reason and status and fame—all those hollow things stripped away like old skin shed beneath the heat of true connection.
"Say it again," Jake demanded—not harshly but with a quiet intensity that trembled on the edge of breaking. "Tell me you're mine."
Felix didn't hesitate.
"I'm yours." His voice was steady now. Stronger than before. "Body… heart… soul—I'm yours." He leaned forward until their foreheads touched breath sharing same space same life force flowing between them intimate sacred silent prayer spoken daily forward eternity
"And you're mine."
A low groan rumbled from deep within Jake's chest—one that sounded almost pained—and then suddenly he rolled them both over until Felix was on top straddling his hips without any warning or demand just instinct surrender reversal power balance shifting fluid trust absolute
"You feel that?" Jake asked gripping hips firmly thumbs digging into bone guiding subtle grind back down heated length already beginning swell once more inside warm channel untouched healing yet eager respond master caller name song plays forever repeat cycle endless renewal born need belonging
"That's what you do to me." A shuddering breath shaky for first time powerful man shown weakness another human being complete vulnerable open cracked center light pouring out dark places sealed long forgotten memory warmth returned return deserved given freely treasured beyond words gold fame legacy history
"I'll never get enough of you."
And under city glow stars blurred distant sky irrelevant faded meaning insignificant speck compared miracle unfolding room where time stood still hearts beat truth declared final
: **Forever Mine**
The silence between them was thick with meaning, charged like the air before a storm—only this wasn't destruction on the horizon.
It was *more*.
Felix shifted slightly atop Jake, his body still tender from being claimed so completely, but already craving it again. He could feel Jake hardening beneath him—slow, insistent—a second claiming waiting to unfold. His breath hitched as he looked down into those golden eyes now half-lidded with desire and something deeper: reverence.
"You're really mine," Felix whispered again—not asking this time. Stating it like a law of nature. "No interviews tomorrow morning saying we didn't happen."
Jake smirked—a lazy, dangerous thing—but then his expression turned deadly serious in an instant.
"If you think I'm letting you walk out of this bed before sunrise," he growled low enough that it vibrated through Felix's bones, "you don't know me at all."
He lifted one hand to cup Felix's face—thumb tracing the curve of his lower lip—before tightening gently on his hip with the other. "You're not going anywhere until I've had my fill… and even then?" A pause. A beat where time stilled again. "*Still* not letting go."
Felix shivered—and then did something reckless.
He leaned down slowly until their lips were almost touching—the faintest brush of breath on skin—and murmured:
"Good… 'cause I want every inch of you."
Then he kissed him—softly at first—but building into hunger as Jake took control instantly deepened claim renewed urgency fire reignited same moment oxygen returned lungs heartbeat sync accelerated once more ready begin cycle passion devotion possession overtook everything else world fell away name fame past future irrelevant existence reduced simple truth:
They were each other's now—for life
Marked by touch scent soul bond sealed twice over
And when dawn finally crept across skyline hours later casting pale light upon tangled limbs two figures curled close mirror wall reflected image never captured camera lens sold magazine cover hidden priceless secret sacred love lived quietly fiercely endlessly
Forever Mine —and never more true than right here
Right now
In silence heartbeats spoke language only they understood
The first rays of dawn painted the penthouse in soft gold, spilling across tangled sheets and bare skin still locked together. Jake lay on his back, one arm draped heavily over Felix's waist, holding him flush against his chest. His other hand was laced with Felix's fingers, their breaths slow and deep in the quiet aftermath.
Felix stirred slightly—still half-asleep—but didn't try to move. He felt *anchored*, not just by Jake's hold but by something deeper: belonging.
Jake nuzzled into the back of his neck, inhaling deeply through sleep-thick breaths. "You're still here," he murmured—more statement than question.
"Yeah," Felix whispered without opening his eyes. "I told you I wouldn't leave."
A low hum vibrated against Felix's shoulder—a satisfied sound—and then a kiss pressed just below his ear where the mark throbbed faintly under healing skin: dark purple now beneath lighter bruises that spelled *claimed* like poetry written in pain and pleasure both at once.
"You feel different today," Jake said after a beat, voice rough with sleep and thoughtfulness instead of hunger for once.
"Because I'm yours?"
"No." He shifted slightly so they were face to face now—noses brushing—their foreheads touching again like some silent ritual between lovers who feared distance even an inch too far away might break them apart all over again
"Because you don't flinch anymore."
Felix stilled beneath those words as they sank deep into places no touch could reach yet needed healing most vulnerable core self hidden long time masked shyness sarcasm humor armor built layer upon layer survival mechanism learned young age intimacy equaled danger love lie told empty promise walked away leaving hollow shell standing confused wondering what wrong me why never enough
But here… now…
"I don't have to," he said softly after long pause tremble voice betraying courage took say it out loud "Not around you."
Jake's thumb swept across Félix's cheekbone gently wiping single tear fell without permission silent testimony truth spoken lived moment shared sacred unrepeatable unique only happen once lifetime miracle given rare second chance heart believed dead alive beating louder stronger future unwritten pages blank waiting fill story begun tonight never end continue forever chapter after chapter bond growing stronger every day passing time weather storms rise triumph fall heal return begin anew always choosing each other despite odds fear doubt world outside trying pull apart failing because foundation solid love real raw honest terrifying beautiful thing ever known called home named jake called felix
Forever Mine