Irish Wishes

by Sandrine Gasq-Dion

  “Anal sex?” Conner laughed as Wayne’s cheeks became bright red. “I’ve got no problems letting you take control of the wheel.”

  Wayne raised a brow.

  “I can take it, Wayne.” Conner wrapped himself in Wayne’s warm embrace. “Besides, there are other things we can do. We’ll take it slow.”

  “But in the meantime,” Wayne raised Conner’s face to his own. “I can kiss ya all I want, right?”

  “I’d be offended if you didn’t.” Conner searched Wayne’s eyes. He still looked a bit uneasy, but not nearly as much as he had been. “We’ll go slow and easy.”

  Conner made breakfast as Wayne went and did a quick check of the park. They’d hired plenty of people to do daily checks for traps, but some were still slipping by. It hurt his heart to see the wolves get snared in the traps, some of them had died. They’d put twenty-four hour shifts in place after the last wolf had been snared.

  He’d spent a lot of time with the gray wolves in wolf form. They were very curious about him and it made Conner chuckle when the pups attacked him in fun. To them, he was an omega.

  Conner took the rolls out of the oven and inhaled them. The sweet smell of cinnamon tickled his senses. The front door opened and the sound of stomping boots flooded into the kitchen.

  “It’s getting cold out there.” Wayne walked into the kitchen and took a deep breath. “Cinnamon rolls.”

  “I know how much you like them.” Conner put the tray on the table and went to get the remaining breakfast dishes.

  “I love your cooking.” Wayne bit into the flaky roll, closing his eyes. “Oh Lord, that’s so good.”

  “Eat some of the omelet; I made some sausage, too.” Conner grabbed a plate and served himself.

  Wayne chewed enthusiastically while letting his eyes roam over Conner. He cleared his throat.

  “I have a few questions.”

  Conner looked up from his plate.

  “About what?”

  Wayne’s cheeks heated and he stumbled trying to find the words. Oh for Christ’s sake, he was over a hundred years old and he couldn’t discuss sex?

  “Sex.”

  Conner dropped his fork in surprise. “Um, can we take a walk after breakfast? We can talk about everything?”

  “Sure.”

  Breakfast was quiet as both pondered a million questions running through their minds. Conner cleaned up the kitchen with Wayne’s help and they both grabbed their parkas and boots. Heading outside, they took the path towards the lake.

  They walked in silence, both trying to think of how to break the ice. Wayne’s warm hand slipped into his, threading their fingers together. Conner looked up, smiling. Wayne was trying.

  “So…I guess my first question is, have you...well, have you had sex before?” Wayne kept his eyes on the ground.

  “Yes, I’ve had relationships,” Conner exhaled loudly. “They weren’t what I would have envisioned for myself. My first relationship in college, I was basically used for sex. The guy had no intention of making it known we were together. My second relationship was much of the same; I wasn’t worthy enough to be the boyfriend on the arm of the actor. He didn’t make it after all so I feel better about that,” Conner chuckled softly.

  “The last one - I took a lot of abuse. I think I was just craving some kind of attention so I let it go and believed him when he said things would change.”

  “And did they?” Wayne asked quietly. The anger was already there, threatening to bubble over and spread. He wanted to find these men and rip them apart.

  “No. He decided that women were his choice and I got the door slammed in my face,” Conner sighed sadly. “It’s been this way my whole life, first my parents, then every man I’ve ever been with.”

  “I’m sorry, Conner.” Wayne stopped and pulled Conner around to face him. “I would have never behaved the way I have if I’d known. I know what that’s like, to want someone who doesn’t want you.”

  Conner searched Wayne’s face. “I know, about Juliet. I made it that far in the books, Wayne. I’m so sorry. I remember you explaining it to Tucker and Wesley, it never occurred to me you were speaking from experience. Why didn’t you say anything?”

  Wayne pulled Conner closer, wrapping his arms around the younger man. “I loved her, from the moment I saw her I wanted to possess her. I was selfish in my wants and needs and in the end I was as miserable as she was. She was gone a lot, for weeks at a time and I let her go. I trapped her into my life; it’s as if I put the snare around her neck. I just thought if I had more time, she could learn to love me, but she never did.

  “I know it sounds idiotic, but I just couldn’t admit it to anyone. I’m the alpha of the created ones and my mate didn’t want me. It was a blow to my ego.” Wayne palmed Conner’s soft skin. “I don’t want to hurt you anymore. I know what I did was wrong. I ran from our bond. I won’t do it again.”

  Conner smiled. “So, what did you want to ask me?”

  Wayne sighed loudly. “You’ll have to school me in the ways of man love.”

  “Man love?” Conner guffawed.

  “You know what I mean!” Wayne growled. “I want to make you feel good.”

  Conner gasped as Wayne took his mouth in a passionate kiss. At his five foot ten inches, he was off the ground thanks to Wayne’s considerably taller height. Wrapping his arms around Wayne’s neck, he opened his mouth willingly. A loud groan vibrated through him as Wayne’s lips and tongue tasted him. His body melted into Wayne’s, liquefying as the kiss became more heated, more sensual. The air around them heated and crackled. Conner’s erection became painful, straining his jeans, and Wayne’s erection dug into his hip. Warm hands slipped up his shirt, caressing his back in soft strokes.

  “Wayne…” Conner moaned.

  “Oh Jesus…” Wayne panted against Conner’s lips. His body was on fire; he wanted Conner. The surprise of that knowledge almost knocked him on his ass. He wanted the man he’d been mated to. It was like a switch had been flipped and now his mind wanted what his body already knew. He wanted Conner, he wanted to taste every damn inch of the beautiful man in his arms.

  “I’m sorry,” Conner tried to break from Wayne’s grip.

  “For what?” Wayne gripped Conner’s hair at the nape of his neck. “I want to know about everything. What makes you crazy, what makes you scream and I want to be the one who makes you go out of your mind.”

  “I’m already there.” Conner’s head fell back, as Wayne ran his hot tongue up the pulse in his neck.

  “I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you, Wayne. I didn’t even know you were my mate then. I saw you change into your human form and I couldn’t look away. As a wolf you are beautiful, powerful, intimidating and as a man you are all those things as well. I didn’t know we were mates until that day on the bench, when you touched me and it felt like an electrical charge. I didn’t want to believe it at first, but then when you looked at me…” Conner nuzzled Wayne’s nose with his own.

  “In France, with Carson…the way you acted, I knew you were mine. It took me by surprise to know we were mated. You are a created one, I’m made…how did this happen?”

  Wayne inhaled the sweet honey fragrance of Conner’s hair. “I don’t know; I’m not one to question the fates. But all I can say is that they have made up for their blunder in spades. You are everything to me Conner, I never thought I could move on from Juliet but you’ve made that possible. I want to know how to please you.”

  Wayne’s eyes widened as Conner’s hand cupped his erection.

  “First off,” Conner grinned, “with your size it’s going to take a lot of stretching.”

  “Like yoga?” Wayne hissed as Conner’s hand began a slow rub on his engorged cock.

  “No.” Conner brushed Wayne’s lips with his own as his hand continued its slow rub. “Your fingers, Wayne. You’re going to insert one at a time and fuck my ass slowly.”

  Wayne groaned, as Conner’s hand gripped him, squeezing his cock. “Then
what?”

  “You’ll rub me until you find that spot inside, the one that makes me scream.” Conner bit Wayne’s bottom lip, sucking it in slowly. “Then, you’ll slide inside me, fill me. You’ll wonder why you never tried it before…the heat, the pressure…” Conner rubbed his cock suggestively over Wayne’s, adding in extra friction with his hand. “You’ll be wondering how it feels so good, how you can get more.”

  Wayne’s hands slid down to cup Conner’s ass, pulling him over his erection. Conner’s legs wrapped around his waist and Wayne sunk his fingers into Conner’s luscious ass, squeezing it as his tongue dove into Conner’s mouth.

  How could he have fought this? It suddenly seemed natural to kiss Conner and hold him close. He’d been fighting something and now he couldn’t think of one reason to keep fighting. Conner was plastered to him, whimpering and moaning as their tongues twined. This beautiful, caring man was all his. They broke from the kiss, both struggling for air. Conner’s lips were red and swollen, making them even more beautiful.

  “We should…um…” God help him, he couldn’t remember the English language.

  Conner grinned. “Do some checks?”

  Wayne nodded. “Yes…that’s it.”

  They walked around Wonder Lake, hand in hand, the sun casting a beautiful orange glow over the park. The wolves led them to some of the traps that had been set. Conner listened in on the conversation between Wayne and the alpha of one of the gray wolf packs. He hadn’t tried that yet, talking to one of them. He hadn’t been sure he had the ability, he had Wayne’s bloodline coursing through him but that didn’t mean he got everything that went with that.

  Conner stiffened, and closed his eyes.

  “What is it?” Wayne stopped and searched Conner’s face.

  “I don’t know. I have that feeling again, like I’m being watched or something.”

  “I’ve felt it too,” Wayne looked around.

  “Have you…tried talking to your parents?”

  Wayne shook his head. “No, not for a long time. I’ve kept to myself over the years. When I walked away from the pack life, I put everything behind me.” Wayne tried to smile. “I put my pack at risk.”

  “But you fixed it, too.”

  “Yes, but Dakota and the boys needed me and I left them to fend for themselves,” Wayne sighed heavily. “I should have never turned my back on who I am.”

  “You came back, right when Dakota and the pack needed you,” Conner said. “You’ve made up for it since, Wayne. You’ve spread the line of the created ones down the West coast.”

  “Yes, and now that the West knows who I am, the East is knocking on our door. I need to do more homework; I think I’m going to spend a lot of time looking over the diaries. We can do it together?”

  “I’d like that,” Conner smiled, and then frowned. “Shoot, I have to go to Ireland next month. A friend of mine, Paul Greystone, he wants to invest in Maccon Enterprises.”

  Wayne arched a brow. “A friend?”

  “Yes,” Conner smiled, palming Wayne’s face. “Nothing ever happened between us. We weren’t attracted to each other. Besides, Paul has a husband and kids. There will never be anyone but you for me, Wayne.”

  Wayne had no idea how to express how much those words meant to him. After a lifetime of being shoved away by Juliet, Conner was saying the words he’d longed to hear. Their lips met softly and Wayne increased the pressure, the excitement and longing building between them. Being with Conner was becoming as natural as breathing. He stroked Conner’s tongue with his own, licking inside that warm mouth, tasting every inch of the man who had been given to him.

  Lord he wanted more, he wanted to feel Conner’s soft skin under the palms of his hands, taste the rest of his body just to see if he tasted like honey. He’d never been so aroused in his entire life. Conner was open and giving, pressing into him willingly and giving himself over completely.

  Wayne shuddered at the thought of being inside Conner, slipping inside that hot ass and filling him. Wayne raised his head, giving Conner’s lip a final lick.

  “You can be,” Conner whispered.

  “I can be what?”

  “Inside me; I want that Wayne.”

  Wayne’s cock was trying to peek out of his jeans at that statement. “Um, we could try? Maybe after dinner?”

  “Well, let’s not put it in our schedules, okay? Let’s just go with the flow,” Conner grinned, taking Wayne’s hand and walking backwards. “Come on, we still have work to do.”

  They spent the rest of the day combing the park. They ran into a few employees on four wheelers, with traps. As always, the traps were destroyed, but Wayne knew there would always be more. Denali was untouched for the most part, but that didn’t stop people from coming in under the cover of darkness.

  The ultimate goal was to have werewolves patrolling the park. The California pack and Oregon pack members would be there the following month to start implementing that. Jacob and Seth were ex-Navy SEALs; their skill at being stealthy was needed.

  By the time they arrived at the cabin it was well after five. Conner went about making dinner as Wayne set the table. Just looking at Conner’s backside was giving him an erection. How many times had he sat at the table with Juliet in complete silence? Conner always talked with him, even when they were barely getting along. The differences between the two of them were endless. All through dinner, Wayne watched Conner; even the way he ate was erotic.

  “So, I think we should look over the attic again, if the diaries were there, the rest should be there as well. Maybe we are looking in the wrong place?” Conner looked up, his eyes met with Wayne’s and there was a whole hell of a lot of desire in those eyes. “Wayne?”

  Wayne licked his lips slowly. “Yes, I agree.” Watching food pass by those lips made Wayne think of his own cock, sliding across those velvet barriers to that luscious mouth. Now that he’d decided to take Conner, it was all he could think about.

  Conner swallowed hard, the way Wayne looked at him made him feel naked and exposed. It was arousing as all hell. His cock twitched in need, thickening. He suddenly felt overdressed in jeans and a T-shirt.

  He wanted to be naked, in Wayne’s bed, drenched in sweat while Wayne filled that empty place inside him. Conner put his napkin down and stood up, his eyes never leaving Wayne’s. He walked around the table and lowered his hand to Wayne’s shoulder. The muscles twitched and rippled under his palm, a heat snaked around his hand, winding up into his shoulders.

  Wayne stood, backing the chair away from the table. Wayne’s hand was on his cheek, the warmth travelling across his jaw. His lips ached for another taste of Wayne and when he leaned his head back, Wayne took his mouth.

  He’d always loved romance movies, watched them all the time as a child, and when Wayne lifted him up into his arms Conner found what he’d been missing. His leading man. They kissed all the way to Wayne’s room and when Conner was lowered onto the bed, shaking with need, he saw what he longed to see in Wayne’s eyes. Desire.

  There was a scratch of denim went down his thighs and Conner was exposed from the waist down. A warm hand slid up his torso, sliding across his sensitive nipple. His T-shirt disappeared and Wayne was exploring his skin, light flicks of his tongue across his stomach, making its way up. Conner’s thighs shook as Wayne sat back on the bed, removing his shirt.

  Wayne’s chest was broad, blond hairs sprinkled his chest, and strong corded muscles lined his biceps leading down forearms and connecting with strong hands. Hands that were now unbuttoning his pants. Conner’s breaths became ragged as Wayne’s carved abdominal muscles twitched. The blond hair weaved around his belly button and down into a line that led to what Conner wanted to see.

  The zipper came down and Conner’s eyes widened at the size of Wayne’s erection. He was, indeed, one of the last of his kind. The member in front of him was beautiful; a wide cockhead oozed precum that flowed down a pulsing vein. Wayne’s cock was perfection and Conner couldn’t help but lick his l
ips at the thought of having that mighty dick down his throat. Conner moved down the bed slowly, knee-walking to Wayne. Staying on his knees, his hands began a slow exploration of the man in front of him.

  Muscles tensed and jumped as Conner’s hands sought to cover every inch of Wayne. He slid down that perfect torso and down to the one thing he’d spent a whole lot of time wondering about. Ten inches long at the least, and a good five or more inches in girth. The wide head pulsed as Conner’s fingers trailed the now throbbing vein in Wayne’s cock.

  Sliding his fingers around Wayne’s member, Conner leaned in, kissing Wayne as his hand slid down. Wayne gasped as Conner’s fingers rubbed over his slit, running his thumb around the precum oozing out. Using it as lube, Conner continued to stroke Wayne slowly.

  “We leave our thoughts on…no hiding. I want to hear what you’re thinking while I do this,” Conner whispered.

  “It feels like liquid heat…pouring inside me,” Wayne gasped again, as Conner tightened his grip. “Yes…oh God, tighter, I like it tighter.”

  “Tell me what you want me to do, Wayne, how you like it.”

  “Twist it at the top,” Wayne felt his ass clench as Conner’s hand twisted on his cockhead.

  Conner leaned over and licked Wayne’s neck. “You want my mouth on you? I want to taste you, and then I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk for days.”

  “Oh fuck…” Wayne croaked.

  “Lay down on the bed, it’ll be easier for me to get all of you in my mouth.” Conner moved aside, waiting for Wayne to get comfortable on his back. Conner took Wayne’s jeans the rest of the way off. He looked at the impressive, twitching cock and it jumped as Conner’s hands slid up Wayne’s thighs. He licked Wayne’s inner thigh and traced a path upwards, licking and sucking one of Wayne’s testicles inside his mouth.

  “Oh God that feels good, your mouth is so hot, Conner.” Wayne’s head fell back on the pillow as Conner’s mouth sucked in his other testicle. The heat and wet suction combined was heaven and when that tongue slid up his dick, Wayne gripped the bed sheets. Wayne opened his eyes and lifted his head; the sight of Conner licking the rim of his cock had him leaking even more. Conner actually smiled at him as his tongue made a slow circle around his cockhead, before dipping inside his slit to taste.