by Lynn Lorenz
Scott groaned and spread his legs wider. He even canted his ass to accept Ted’s dick. Ted pulled back, and Scott heard the squirt of the bottle. He glanced back over his shoulder as Ted slathered it over his cock.
The touch of the head of Ted’s prick, both warm and cool, made him crazy. Scott relaxed. Ted pushed.
And breached Scott’s ass.
“Oh, fuck.” Scott wanted to shout, but they’d learned fast to keep their voices quiet because of the kids.
Ted threaded his fingers with Scott’s fingers as he leaned down, licked Scott’s neck, and gave him a nip. “I’m going to fuck you, wolf. Make you howl.”
“Yes.” Scott pushed back, helping to seat Ted’s cock deeper. Ted covered him, breeding him, dominating him. Scott’s dick filled, pressing painfully into the bed.
For a moment, Scott tensed, ready to fight, to struggle against his mate.
Ted rocked in and out, taking Scott on a ride. The slight burn of his channel stretching, combined with the smooth skin sliding inside it, drove Scott closer to exploding.
His balls drew into his body, and his cock leaked as Ted pushed Scott hard. He slid forward, his head hitting the headboard. “Ow. Fuck!”
“Shhh.” Ted kissed Scott, swallowing down any further cries while slamming deeper into Scott with punishing thrusts.
Scott bit his lip to keep from begging and jabbering his pleasure. Ted whispered into his ear, “Wolf, you’re mine. I’m going to cream in your ass. Give you all my jizz.”
Scott rolled his eyes and buried his face in the crook of his arm. God, when Ted talked dirty to him, it took all his control not to shoot.
Ted reared back, grabbed Scott by the hips, and dragged him up to his knees. He reached around, grabbed Scott’s aching prick, and jerked him off. Everything, every touch, every feeling, centered on Ted’s hand on his cock.
Scott groaned. “Ted.” With his next breath, he came, fountaining over Ted’s hand and onto the covers.
Ted squeezed out the last drops of cum, and then slapped his hand down onto Scott’s ass. Scott flexed, tightening his tunnel around Ted’s dick.
“Wolf!” Ted blew, filling Scott with his heat as he shuddered through his orgasm.
Together, they slid to the mattress. Scott grumbled, “Wet spot.”
“Yep.” Ted kissed his shoulder. “Sorry.”
“Somehow I’m not sure I believe you.”
“Yeah, well. I’ve had my share of the wet spot for the last year. Your turn.”
Scott shrugged. “Fair enough.”
“Kids will be up soon.”
“Yeah. Big day. Want to bet they’re up already?” Scott raised his head to see the clock. Almost six o’clock. He rolled onto his side, facing Ted, who rolled to face him.
“So, you’re sure you’re ready for this?” Scott gazed into Ted’s eyes. “This is a really big step for you, you know?”
“I know. I’m good.” Ted cupped Scott’s cheek. “I want this too.”
“Sure you’re ready to be Mr. Mom?”
“Hey, I have a new PI job starting next week while the boys are in school. And I’ve had a few people interested in weekend art lessons. I’m going to be multitasking my ass off here.”
Scott leaned in and kissed his mate. “Thanks.”
“Let’s sleep until they break the door down. Here.” Ted reached for their sleep pants and tossed Scott’s to him, despite their bedroom door being locked. They slept naked but kept the pants close in case the boys needed one of them.
After they wiggled into them, they dozed.
Soft knocking on the door woke them. Scott sat up. “Ted, wake up.”
Ted moaned and rolled over. “Five more minutes.”
The knocking came again, only harder.
“Wake up!” Charles called from the other side of the door.
Scott sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his hands over his head. “Getting up now, boys.” He smacked Ted on the ass.
Ted crawled out of bed. Scott stood and pulled Ted to his feet, giving him a kiss. Ted deepened it, and Scott’s dick twitched. He pulled away.
“Later.”
“I won’t forget where we left off.” Ted smirked.
Scott unlocked and then opened the door.
Charles stood in the hallway, wearing the outfit he’d worn to the funeral.
“We’re dressed.”
Behind him, Timmy peeked out. “And hungry.” He’d dressed too.
“Living room.” Scott pointed down the hall.
“You take first shower, Scott.” Ted headed toward the kitchen. “I’ll get breakfast started.” He followed the boys and left Scott to the bathroom.
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Ted tapped the counter. “Whatcha want?”
“Pancakes!” Timmy bounced up and down on the stool.
Charles nodded. “Sounds good. Can we have sausage?”
“Let me check to see if we have some.” Ted rummaged in the fridge and pulled out a package. “Got it!”
The boys cheered. Ted mixed the batter after starting the sausage in the pan.
“We took a vote.” Timmy grinned. Since the pack meeting a month ago, voting had become the way the boys settled most things.
“A vote? About what?”
“Your new names.” Charles looked terribly serious. “We’ll need to put them on the papers, right?”
“Oh.” Ted nodded. “The adoption papers. Scott and I will have to sign our real names to make it legal. But there’s nothing wrong with figuring out what you want to call us.”
“I’m going to call you Papa T.” Timmy laughed as he pointed to Ted.
Charles frowned. “You have to ask, dummy.”
Ted stopped and looked up at the ceiling, as if thinking. He twisted his lips and made a hmm noise. “I think I like that. Papa T. Does that mean Scott is Papa S?”
Timmy nodded. “Think he’ll like that?”
“Like what?” Scott entered the living room, dressed in a gray suit.
Ted gave him a wolf whistle. “Looking good, Sheriff.”
Scott rolled his eyes. “What will I like?”
Charles laughed. “We voted on your new name.”
“Ah.” Scott looked at Ted. “You understand?”
“Sure. The kids have decided, once the papers are signed today, to call me Papa T and you Papa S.” Ted turned the sausage in the pan.
“Sounds good to me.” Scott ruffled Timmy’s hair and then gave Charles’s shoulder a squeeze. “I like it.”
“Can you take care of this while I dress?” Ted handed him the spatula. The pancakes are almost ready.”
“Got it.” Scott traded places with Ted in the galley kitchen. “Hey.” He grabbed Ted by the back of his neck and pulled him in so their foreheads touched. “Papa T?”
“Yeah, Papa S?”
“Love you.”
“Love you back.” Ted gave him a quick kiss.
“Ewww.” Charles made gagging noises.
“Kiss him again!” Timmy laughed.
Ted shook his head. “Get dressed. We got business to do, wolf.”
“Important business.”
“Got to get us a family.” Ted winked at the boys. “And I can’t wait!”
Scott stilled. “Boys, are you sure you want us? Have you decided to change your last names or keep them the same?”
Charles grinned. “Yeah, we took two votes.”
Timmy clapped his hands. “Tell them!”
“About?” Scott cocked his head at Charles.
“We voted to be Dupree dash Canedo.” Charles bit his bottom lip as Ted and Scott waited. “Charles Dupree-Canedo and Timothy Dupree-Canedo.”
Scott looked at Ted. He had to clear his throat to get a word out. “Boys. Are you sure?”
“We’re sure.” Timmy nodded.
“We’re a family now, right? Families have the same last names.” Charles’s glare dared Scott.
“Yep. We’re a family now. Right, Ted?”
“Right. No one can split this family up. You boys will belong to both Scott and me.”
“Good.” Charles nodded.
“Good.” Timmy gave a sharp nod.
“Good.” Ted added his nod.
Scott rapped his knuckles on the counter. “The motion is passed. When we sign the papers today, we are the Dupree-Canedo family.”
They shared a goofy grin moment, and then everyone cheered.
About the Author
Lynn Lorenz lives in Texas, where she’s a fan of all things Texan, like Longhorns, big hair, and cowboys in tight jeans. She’s never met a comma she didn’t like, and enjoys editing and brainstorming with other writers. Lynn spends most of her time writing about hot sex with even hotter heroes, plot twists, werewolves, and medieval swashbucklers. She’s currently at work on her latest book, making herself giggle and blush, and avoiding all the housework.
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