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of heat to his cheeks.
If Andrew noticed, he didn’t say anything.
“You don’t seem affected,” Chris said, suddenly realizing that
Andrew was out here with a cooler of cold drinks, and not inside with
a mate.
Andrew shrugged. “Don’t have a mate.”
Chris didn’t know the other werewolves very well, but he had hung out with Andrew a time or two when he wasn’t with Eli. From what he’d learned, Andrew wasn’t exactly a man of many words. For the most part.
He hadn’t said a lot, but the tone of his voice suggested how unhappy the fact that he had no mate made him.
Now Chris felt kind of bad. “Don’t you…I mean, doesn’t it bother you that you don’t have a choice. That someday someone will come along and that will be the end of it for you?”
Andrew took another drink from his soda can. He stared at it when
he responded. “No. I’m looking forward to it. For the most part.”
“The most part?”
Now Andrew did look at him. The other man smiled a little, and
when a howl and a moan sounded from another one of the cabins, he
even laughed. “A little nervous to be honest. I think it’s great that so many of our gay or bi males are finding mates with other males. My only worry is that I won’t be among them.”
“You’re worried you won’t find a mate?”
Andrew sighed, looking up at the coming stars. “It’ll happen eventually, so I’m told, but I’m not bisexual or just curious about it. I
am gay. Now that I see all the guys finding mates with their own sex,
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I want that, too. I don’t want to be mated to a woman. Up until recently, I thought that was going to happen no matter what. Now…” He trailed off.
“I just think the others are really lucky to have what they have.”
Chris shouldn’t feel as bad as he did. Even though he had something that Andrew really wanted, and was afraid he couldn’t have, that was no reason to feel bad. Just because he had started to
wonder what it would be like to go to bed with Eli, and had been thinking of doing something about it but hadn’t, was no reason to feel guilty.
He still wanted to cheer the man up a little. “Well, I’m supposed to be good luck, right?”
Andrew grinned. “Sure.”
Chris felt like an idiot, but said, “I gift you with enough luck to
find a male mate.”
Andrew laughed.
Chris did, too. “Yeah, that was pretty dumb.”
“But funny. Thanks.”
Chris nodded. At least he got the man smiling. “No problem.”
Andrew pushed away from the wall they were leaning against andstretched his hands over his head. “Think I might go for a run. You should head inside soon, before the mosquitoes come out looking for a snack or something.”
Chris nodded, looking up at the sky now, as though he would be able to see them coming. “Yeah. Don’t like them too much.”
“Little vampires, they are. You take care.”
“You, too,” Chris said, watching as Andrew headed for the tree line. He was an alpha. He would be all right.
He stayed where he was for another minute before he put the lid back over the cooler.
Chris took one step toward the cabin where he was supposed to be staying then stopped.
Biting his lower lip, he turned around and headed back to Eli’s
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house.
* * * *
Eli had known what the full moon would do to him, being so close to his mate but still having not claimed him yet. The problem was that he’d forgotten that the full moon was tonight.
It was bad enough that he sometimes heard James and Corey going at it since his cabin wasn’t all that far away from theirs. Every mated wolf in the pack would be rutting like rabbits tonight.
Eli stopped pacing like a caged animal in his kitchen. He needed to prepare himself an ice bath before the fiery temperatures his body was producing made him pass out.
He doubted that would be enough to make his dick go down though. He’d already had it in hand twice after Chris left, and it was still rock solid and pulsing.
He was just about to get into the bathroom again, and this time get naked, when he heard the click of the door. Eli had forgotten to lock it, and he expected to see…He wasn’t sure what he expected, but it definitely wasn’t Chris.
“What are you doing here? You should go.” Go before I do something we’ll both regret.
Chris still had his hand on the door handle. He was looking down at it, as though contemplating his own actions, before he looked up and met Eli’s eyes.
What he saw there made Eli so hopeful it was scary. Then Chris lifted his T-shirt over his head, revealing that beautiful chest Eli had wanted to see so badly since that time in the motel.
Eli’s whole body went stiff. His cock, already erect for what seemed like hours now, just made a little longing twitch. “If you don’t leave right now,” Eli said, “I can’t be responsible for what I’ll do.”
Chris wet his lips―was he purposely trying to tease him?―then nodded. “I know. It’s okay.”
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Eli didn’t wait for any more permission than that. Hell, he didn’t want to give Chris the chance to change his mind.
His mind and body went into instinct mode. He ran to Chris. The other man opened his mouth in surprise, but Eli got to him before he could say anything, and he pressed his mouth over Chris’s, stifling any shocked sound he would have made.
He held the smaller man tightly to his chest, pressing them
together. His inner wolf wanted to howl in delight. Finally! Yes, finally!
He fought to maintain some sense of control. He wanted to make sure that if Chris sent him any signal, any sign that he’d changed his mind, that Eli would be able to stop.
But Chris wasn’t fighting him off. His arms didn’t wrap around Eli’s shoulders like he would have preferred, but neither did they try to push Eli away either.
There was the most tentative push back, however, with Chris’s mouth.
Too fast. Eli was moving too fast, giving Chris no chance to participate, but he couldn’t stop himself. This was going to be rough, filled with all the wanting and yearning that Eli had suffered with for nearly a week now.
Still, at least he wasn’t telling Eli to stop.
Eli pressed his tongue into Chris’s mouth, delighting in the taste. His blood sang when Chris widened his mouth to make for an easier entrance, and Eli felt the distinct feeling of Chris’s slick tongue pressing back against his.
Try to slow down. Try to slow down. But he failed miserably when Chris gripped his shoulders.
He wanted this. His mate wanted this, and Eli would be denied no
longer.
He was vaguely aware of the noise of shock Chris made when Eli
grabbed him around the waist and lifted him off of his feet.
He carried Chris down the hall to his bedroom, and in his haste, he
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kicked open his bedroom door.
Did it just fall off the hinges? It didn’t matter.
They both fell onto the bed, and Eli ground his still-clothed cock against Chris’s groin. He moaned, pressing his face into Chris’s neck, kissing his flesh, feeling the other man’s skin as their chests rubbed together.
“Slow down. Slow down, Eli.”
He thought he was talking to himself again, but those were Chris’s words in his ear, and this time, when he gripped Eli’s shoulders, itwas to push him off just enough for them to look at each other.
“Christ, your skin is hot,” Chris said then looked into Eli’s eyes. “Your eyes are like a wolf’s.”
Were they? Eli couldn’t tell, even as he looked at his reflection in Chris’s mismatched eyes , admiring the different col
ours.
Okay, control, get control. This was getting serious now. Chris had agreed to be here, and he was going to let Eli finish the claiming, but that didn’t mean the other man was any less frightened. Eli had to get control of himself.
It was a struggle, but he managed it. A little.
“They’re normal again,” Chris observed. “Your eyes.”
“That happens when my inner wolf tries to take over.”
Chris looked like he wanted to ask more questions but said nothing else. Their positions were hardly fit for another lesson on werewolf instincts and history.
“Just—” Eli heard the sound of Chris’s throat working as he swallowed. Nervous. He was very nervous, but his heart was pumping, and Eli could feel Chris’s erection through the jeans he
wore. “Slow down a little. Not used to this.”
Eli didn’t doubt it. He’d never met a man so afraid of sex before.
How the hell was he supposed to claim his mate, on a full moon night no less, while making sure his animal side didn’t try to take over the show?
Eli got up off him.
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Chris looked a little stricken.
“Wait right here,” Eli said. “Be right back.”
He made sure he didn’t take long as he ran into his bathroom, grabbed the first bottle of lotion that his eyes landed on, and then jogged back to his bedroom where Chris still waited for him.
Eli had to stop at the sight. His mate was sitting on Eli’s bed, leaning back on his hands, his chest exposed, mouth plump and pink from kissing, and his hair gorgeously dishevelled.
Eli really did feel like the luckiest man on the planet.
“What’s that?” Chris asked, nodding to the bottle.
Eli took the time to look at it. “Skin cream.”
“Like taking care of your good looks, do you?” Chris asked, a playful smile on his face.
“More likely one of the female omegas left it behind after they moved out.” He squirted a little of it into his hand and rubbed his fingers together. It would serve.
He looked down at Chris, and then gave him the bottle, then took off his jeans. “Lube your fingers with that.”
Chris’s eyes popped open wide. “Me?”
Eli climbed into bed with him, naked, his body still hungry and twitchy for Chris’s touch. He wanted to put his cock into Chris’s body, wanted to fuck him again and again, but now that his human mind was logically thinking, he had to act before the moon got too high and he completely lost it again.
“I don’t know if you’ve ever had sex with another man before, but my first time, I didn’t like it by a long shot. You’re too nervous to do it like this, and when I get into mating mode, I won’t be too worried about whether or not you’re enjoying yourself at all.”
“But—” Chris looked helplessly at the bottle in his hand. “I don’t know how to make you like it either.”
Eli smiled at him and kissed him. “Trust me. I’m going to like anything you do to me tonight. I’ll show you the basics and leave the rest to you.”
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He did, and somehow Eli’s little minilesson on proper sex only served to make him want it all the more, and when Chris finally got his pants off, tossing them onto the floor, Eli could clearly smell theother man’s musk. It was proof that he wanted this, too.
Chris took his lubed fingers and pressed one into Eli’s hole. Eli had gotten onto his hands and knees to make this as easy as possible for the both of them, but he hadn’t been kidding when he said he would like anything Chris did to him.
That one finger was enough to make him moan in need, and Chris hadn’t even touched his prostate.
Chris jumped at the sound. “You sure about this?”
He asked as though he thought Eli had faked the noise just to
encourage Chris on.
Eli’s body was on fire now, everything inside of him thumping, his blood rushing like a hot river of lava through his veins. He needed this. He had to mate. Needed to do it, to have Chris’s cock inside him,
even if his body wasn’t prepared to take it yet. “Yes! Yes, just fuck
me!” he demanded.
Chris, however, seemed determined to take his time, and whether
he knew it or not, that was sheer torture for Eli.
As Chris inserted a third finger, Eli began pressing his body back against the digits, fucking himself on them, and the tips of Chris’s fingers came very close to rubbing against that spot inside of him.
Not a full on touch, but the electric sizzle was still there, and Eli
groaned, his heavy cock pulsing between his legs, demanding
satisfaction.
“Fuck me, right now!” he demanded. He’d seen what Chris’s dick had looked like when the other man had taken off his pants. He was as big, heavy, and thick as Eli. Maybe slightly more so. If Chris would just hurry it up and put that thing inside of him he would come with no problem at all.
And then they would do it again and again.
“You’re not ready yet,” Chris said. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
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The fact that he was taking so long preparing him was hurting
him! Couldn’t Chris see that?
It annoyed him that he had to do it, and it was a shot to his alpha pride, but, desperate times, and all that. “Please. I’m ready. Please fuck me, I can’t take it anymore.”
There was a hesitation of maybe one second. It felt more like an hour, and that was a helluva long time for a horny man to have to wait. Finally, Chris removed his fingers, and Eli heard the slight groan from behind him, and he looked to see Chris lubing his cock, gripping it from the base and sliding the lotion to the top of the shaft.
Chris’s face twisted in pleasure as he stroked himself. That was so
fucking hot.
Chris shifted his knees, still gripping his dick, and Eli felt the blunt tip nudge against the entrance of his asshole.
Chris said nothing more. His mouth fell open, and he moaned as he pushed in then tried to stop after about an inch or so. He probably thought he was giving Eli a chance to adjust and work his anal muscles around the intrusion.
He was having none of that.
Eli pushed out as he, without any warning to Chris, pushed back against his dick.
They both moaned as Chris was unexpectedly fully sheathed. He gripped Eli’s hips, pressing his forehead down against Eli’s back, trying to catch his breath.
Eli had to squeeze his eyes shut. His balls tightened, and he felt that inward rush come upon him that signalled his orgasm was near. He grabbed hold of the base of his prick and squeezed, groaning in the sheer fucking ecstasy of it. He would not come yet. He wanted this to go on for a little longer.
“Move. Move,” Eli growled, already pushing back against the other man.
Chris groaned at the movement and then started pumping his hips. That was what he was talking about! Eli moaned, his elbow nearly
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giving out and making him fall on his face into the pillows, but he kept a hold of himself. He pushed back against Chris’s fast thrusts.
He heard the way Chris breathed, listened to the sound of his heart beating as he fucked Eli as hard and fast as he could.
They were claiming each other, and Chris was powerless to resist it now that it was finally happening.
“Oh! Fuck!” Chris cried out.
Eli’s sentiments exactly. He had no choice. He had to let go, to let his animal side take over, and that was exactly what he did.
He let go of his dick, allowing his orgasm to rush through him, and continued to wail and moan in absolute pleasure as he pulled himself up onto his knees to grip the wooden headboard of his bed.
His fingers splintered the wood. Chris’s hands came around his chest, holding him close and pinching his nipples. Everywhere his mate’s hands touched was a pleasure point. Eli’s whole bod
y was on fire. His dick was full again, and he desperately wanted to come despite already having spent himself.
He ground his hips down on Chris’s dick, pushing it deeper inside of himself, luxuriating in the feel of it touching his inner walls and prostate. In. Out. In. Out.
Chris kissed his neck, still breathing like he was running a marathon. “I’m gonna come inside you. You’re mine.” He growled, the pumping motion of his hips speeding up to an impossible rhythm.
Eli growled and pushed back against him. The bed was creaking violently now under the pressure of both of their bodies. It was always an old piece of shit anyway. Eli was going to have to replace it after this.
Chris moaned, the thrusting motion of his body becoming slower but harder and then jerky as Eli felt the warm rush of fluid spurting inside of him.
It was enough to throw him over the edge.
Though he should have been able to go on for longer than that―many more times, actually―Eli’s body clocked out on him.
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Perhaps it was because he’d finally joined with his mate, his human mate who couldn’t go ten times in a row like a werewolf could, so when Chris sagged against Eli, his cock becoming soft inside of him, Eli’s body must’ve taken that as a hint.
Luckily it was too hot to sleep with the blankets anyway, so all the stuff they ruined, save for the sheets just covering the mattress, were thrown onto the floor.
Eli lay on his back, his eyes shut and sleep pulling him away. He could still feel the presence of the full moon outside, but now it was a comforting feel rather than a torturous one.
He just about drifted off when he felt Chris’s touch on his arm.
His eyes popped open to see the other man looking at him expectantly. Wordlessly, Eli lifted his arm, allowing Chris to sink down on Eli’s chest, the both of them snuggling close, their legs twining together, despite the heat.
“Thank you,” he heard Chris say before drifting off.
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Chapter Ten
Eli had created a monster.