Lying still on the floor it was.
Eighteen
DESPITE the hard and very uncomfortable surface, Tim dozed off as well. He jerked awake when Jay squirmed in his arms. A sharp nudge to his sternum from Jay’s elbow evoked a gasped, “Ow!” from Tim.
“Thank God, you’re finally awake. I thought you had a heart attack or something.”
“Huh?”
“You didn’t react to me talking to you, and your arm is like a vise around me, and then I remembered reading a book years ago in which someone was cuffed to the bed and the sex partner died because of a heart attack and that woman thought she was dying, and—”
Tim laughed out loud.
Jay glanced over his shoulder, a pout forming on his face as he said indignantly, “What?”
Tim glided his hand from Jay’s waist over his belly and chest to his chin. Once there, he gently cupped Jay’s chin and turned his face back toward him. Troubled blue eyes gazed at him. Tim was a bit disappointed at discovering Jay’s pupils were back to normal size, even though he loved the bright-blue color dearly.
“Are you embarrassed because you passed out after we had sex?” Tim asked gently.
Jay’s gaze flickered to the side before he sighed deeply. “Maybe? I’ve never passed out before! I didn’t even know that could happen, it seemed like a thing that happens on TV, and I don’t know what it says about me, and then I couldn’t wake you up and—”
Tim covered Jay’s mouth with his palm, waited until Jay calmed down, then withdrew his hand.
“You passing out simply speaks for my terrific qualities,” Tim stated. Teasingly, he added, “You didn’t have any doubts, now, did you? Otherwise I’d be gutted.”
“Yeah, I can feel that,” Jay replied while squeezing his channel around Tim’s length.
Tim moaned, his still half-hard cock filling rapidly. He tried to control his initial reaction and pull out from Jay before the knot at the base of his cock expanded again. He needed to talk to Jay before they had sex again.
By now he was fairly sure Jay didn’t know anything about Tim’s true nature and nothing about his own nature either. On a subconscious level, Jay had to understand what was going on because Tim just couldn’t imagine Jay trusting any other man so easily. The thought of Jay following any other man so willingly had Tim’s hair standing on end. Suppressing a jealous growl, he gritted out, “Jay, we need to talk.”
Jay froze, his eyes widening to an almost comic size. “Wow. Now that was fast!”
Confused, Tim stared down at him. “Fast?”
“Yeah, usually the guys at least wait until they got a second go before dumping me,” Jay replied, his attempt at joking betrayed by the slight hitch in his voice.
Tim couldn’t understand how anyone could dump someone like Jay, though he was also selfishly glad about that information. “Dump you? Are you crazy?”
Grumbling, Jay shook his head to get rid of Tim’s hand on his face. “Yes, most likely. Because I just let someone I’ve never seen in my life before fuck the living hell out of me. Bareback. Oh crap, oh crap! You’re not… you don’t… let go!”
All the writhing and kicking did the opposite of what Jay wanted. Tim growled in response to his mate trying to get away from him and tightened his arms around him. Jay squeaked when Tim immobilized him.
Gasping, Jay stated, “You… you’re still inside me but… you feel all weird. So thick and… oh God, it’s too much. Tim, please… pull out.”
Tim bit his lower lip, hoping against all odds he’d be able to comply with Jay’s demand. Pulling carefully, he stopped when Jay cried out in pain.
“Sorry, but I can’t, and just to get this clear—I’m not dumping you. No way would I ever voluntarily let go of you. Please, you have to believe me and stop struggling. I can explain all this, I promise.”
“What the fuck did you stick up my ass? It’s too much,” Jay wailed.
“The base of my cock swells. It’s called a knot, to keep us joined,” Tim explained, smoothing long strands of chestnut hair back from Jay’s forehead.
“I’ve never heard of anything like that.”
“You’ll hear a lot of stuff today that you’ve never heard about before.”
“That’s not comforting. Especially if you have something as thick as a fist lodged into your ass!” Jay griped.
Tim shifted on his back, pulling Jay with him. “How about that? Feel better?”
Jay groaned.
Tim laid one hand on Jay’s lower abdomen, feeling the muscles ripple and quiver, and let his other hand stray to Jay’s reawakened cock. Tim wondered whether Jay was always this receptive and quick to go again or whether it was due to their mating bond being initialized and needing to be strengthened. Whatever the case, he was happy for Jay to be so responsive right now.
Jay moaned, planted his feet firmly on either side of Tim’s thighs, and whimpered, “I feel like a freak. It feels like too much but at the same time it’s not enough, and I haven’t even finished ranting at you!”
Tim chuckled, swinging Jay up and down with that, eliciting moans from them. “You can rant all you want later, okay?”
“How is this even possible? Three times in a row is a bit much even for me.”
“I do not want to hear anything about your adventures before you met me,” Tim responded with a growl.
“Jealous?”
“Incredibly.”
“Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Yeah, it’s… sexy. In a weirdly possessive way. This whole thing is weird, I feel weird, and you… you feel like you’re ripping my ass open.”
Tim sympathized with how unhinged Jay must feel. He rocked back and forth within Jay, only tiny, rolling movements of his pelvis, which still had the power to let bursts of lights explode in front of Tim’s eyes. Pleasure raced up from the base of his spine, leaving him light-headed and panting for air.
“Tim. Tim! Oh fuck, I can’t… I….” Jay trailed off, his own hands flying to his fully engorged shaft, guiding Tim’s hand, showing Tim what he liked.
Tim felt his balls draw up so quickly and tightly he had to squeeze his eyes shut for a moment, the intensity of all sensations being too much to cope with. Freeing his hand from Jay’s, he fondled Jay’s sac, rolling his balls in his hand, sometimes squeezing lightly.
Jay groaned, his whole body jerking and twitching. Tim abruptly crossed his legs and sat up, pulling Jay into a sitting position as well. He needed more leverage and he needed it now.
The change in position shifted the position of Tim’s cock within Jay as well. Tim shuddered upon hearing Jay scream, his head first falling forward onto his chest before he let it fall backward onto Tim’s shoulder. Tim gazed at his debauched-looking lover, smiling before he teased Jay’s lips open with his tongue.
Jay opened up with a sigh, and Tim used both his hands to stroke Jay’s cock. Jay’s channel spasmed around Tim’s cock rhythmically, massaging it thoroughly. Tim knew Jay was close when he began to tremble violently in his arms. Needing to mark him again, Tim kissed his way down from Jay’s lips over his throat to the juncture of neck and collarbone. Telepathically, he said, Come for me.
Tim bit down hard, drawing blood and suckling it, devouring the unique taste of Jay’s blood on his tongue, knowing he was the only one who’d ever taste it. Jay’s eyes flew open, and his body went rigid in Tim’s arms as he yelled out his release.
Tim felt Jay’s cock throb in his hands while come spurted out of it. Jay’s sudden and vigorous clamping around Tim’s cock hurled him over the edge as well. Feeling himself fill Jay with his semen again, Tim groaned against Jay’s collarbone in contentment.
Jay slumped back against Tim, prying away Tim’s still slowly stroking hands from his cock. He laced their fingers and brought them up to his waistline before pressing his cheek against Tim’s.
“I’m going crazy. I swear, I heard you talking in my head.”
Despite the afterglow of their mating,
Tim had enough presence of mind left to know this was important. Tenderly, he kissed the tip of Jay’s nose before replying telepathically, That’s because you did. You can do it too. Right now, it’s most likely you’ll only be able to talk to me like this. Try it.
“Try it?” Jay blurted, his eyes as big as saucers.
Yes, try it.
“This is crazy. You are crazy! What the hell is going on here?”
Try it, Tim urged, his tone growing firmer.
“But… but… I don’t know how!”
Just try. It’s natural. Trust your instincts.
Still looking dubiously, Jay asked, “What should I say?”
Tell me how you feel right now, Tim answered as he kissed Jay on his mouth, swallowing all attempts of forming real words.
How I feel? My ass is killing me! I’ve never been so sore in my whole life!
Tim laughed. See? That was easy, wasn’t it?
Jay blinked several times before he kissed Tim back enthusiastically. You know what’s even crazier than me having sex with a total stranger—several times, I might add—and talking telepathically to him?
No, what?
Jay gulped, squeezing Tim’s fingers as if seeking reassurance. I’m fairly sure I’m not only in love with that stranger. I love him.
Nineteen
TIM shivered as Jay’s words echoed in his mind, sending warmth through his whole body. Love you too.
Jay ducked his head, long strands of hair falling over his face, obscuring it almost completely. Tim realized he hadn’t consciously noticed how long Jay’s hair was until now. The chestnut-brown hair reached almost to Jay’s chin, allowing him to hide his face behind it. Gently, Tim carded his hands through the long, soft strands and tucked them behind Jay’s ears.
Jay snuggled back against Tim, putting his head on Tim’s shoulder. Puckering his lips, he invited Tim for a kiss. Tim complied, very pleased with Jay’s easy show of trust. They kissed languidly for a while until Jay started squirming.
“What’s up?” Tim asked.
“Why are we talking like this?”
You like it better the other way? Tim grinned.
Jay shrugged. It’s… more intimate. Somehow. Uh, I don’t know, I’m so confused.
Post-coital bliss.
Jay snorted. “You’re awfully self-confident.”
“What? You’re not in a post-coital bliss? Damn! I did something wrong—shall we try it again?”
“No!” Jay shouted. “I don’t think I can take another ass-pounding right away. How long until that… that knot thing goes away?”
“I don’t know. It can take up to thirty minutes.”
“Thirty minutes? That’s… th-that’s h-half an hour!” Jay stuttered.
Tim raised his eyebrows, feeling a smirk threatening. Jay rolled his eyes. “I can tell you’re highly impressed with my observational skills.”
Chuckling, Tim kissed Jay’s jawline, attempting to soothe him. “I’m sorry, Jay. Does it hurt badly?”
“As long as we don’t shift around, it’s bearable. I’m sure riding back will be fun. Since we’re not going anywhere right now, how about you tell me about that knot thing and whatever else is going on?”
Tim tensed. He knew they needed to have this conversation because Jay needed to understand what had just happened wasn’t merely a random act of fucking around. Sighing, Tim slowly mapped the outlines of Jay’s chest and abdomen.
Jay stilled the roaming hands above his heart. “Hey, you’re scaring me a bit here. At least I won’t be able to run away what with you being lodged into my ass. Just get it out, Tim.”
“Hmm, being joined by the knot might have an advantage,” Tim murmured.
“Says you,” Jay grumbled. He tilted his head backward to be able to look at Tim more closely, a small crease appearing between his eyebrows. “Tim?”
“All right, all right. I’ll tell you. It might sound fantastic to you and you might think I’m crazy, but promise me to hear me out till the end. Can you do that?”
Jay nodded and swallowed as if his mouth was dry. Tim felt Jay’s heart thumping beneath his palms, a comforting feeling even though Jay’s heart raced.
“Once upon a time—”
“Very funny!”
Tim grinned. “I’m a real comedian.”
“Tim, come on, now. It’s not fair for you to know everything and for me to know nothing.”
Sobering quickly, Tim nodded curtly. “I’m nervous.”
“So am I. You’re not some kind of alien who’s going to eat me after having sex with me or something, are you? Or did you plant eggs in me and I’m some kind of host for… whatever?”
“Wow, you certainly have a vivid imagination.”
“I do. Now spill!”
Tim sucked in a deep breath before he took the plunge. He explained to Jay about werewolves, packs, traditions, and mating. Jay’s eyes grew large during Tim’s explanation, but he didn’t interrupt Tim; not once.
At the beginning, Tim was grateful for the silence since he could simply rattle off everything he believed Jay needed to know. But the longer he talked, the more unnerving he found Jay’s silence. “Jay? Do you believe me?”
“I… well, I…,” Jay rasped. He blinked several times, then surprised Tim by asking, “Can you kiss me?”
“Of course.”
Tim slanted his mouth over Jay’s, teasing his lips open by tracing his tongue along Jay’s lower lip. Jay sighed into Tim’s mouth as he welcomed Tim’s tongue in his. Tim explored Jay’s mouth until he felt his cock rising again. With a gasp, he tore himself away from the sweet, intoxicating taste of his mate.
“We have to stop.”
“Why?” Jay asked, looking dazed.
“Feel this?” Tim rocked inside Jay, drawing a moan from deep inside Jay’s throat.
“Shit! I’ll never get rid of you.”
“You got that right.”
“Uh, what?”
“You’ll never get rid of me. I thought you’d listened to me. You’re my mate: we’re bonded for life,” Tim replied.
“Oh, that. I thought you were referring to this knot thing. Can’t you pull out? I’m sure it’s been half an hour.”
“You’re not freaked out by being bonded to me forever?”
“Even if I was, there would be nothing I could do about that, right?” Jay countered.
“No, you couldn’t. Let me see if I can break our connection,” Tim said. He slid his hands to Jay’s hips, held on, and carefully pulled backward.
“Aaaah!” Jay exclaimed, putting his hands on Tim’s thighs, clutching them tightly. Tim hissed when Jay pulled some of his hairs but kept on pulling backward slowly. The knot had gone down to what seemed to be a manageable size for Jay even though he grunted in pain when Tim finally pulled out.
Tim slid one arm under Jay’s knee, the other around Jay’s torso, and gathered him close. Jay’s breath came in quick, shallow gasps, and his eyes were squeezed shut. Shivers shook Jay’s lithe body. Tim peered at him worriedly. “Jay? Are you okay?”
Jay wrapped his trembling arms around Tim’s neck, panting. “I’d love to describe the pain I’m in but it’s simply impossible. Christ, I’ll never let you near my ass again.”
An involuntary growl rumbled in Tim’s chest, alarming Jay. He lifted his head from Tim’s shoulder with a curious look on his face. “What was that about? Is that a werewolf thing?”
“I guess my wolf felt threatened by your statement of not letting me near your ass again,” Tim replied sheepishly. “Of course I know you’re saying it now because you’re hurting, but my instincts don’t care much about rationalism.”
“I wasn’t threatening you; I stated a fact,” Jay said, straight-faced.
Tim’s eyes narrowed. “Tell me you’re kidding.”
“And if I don’t?”
“I might feel inclined to believe our mating bond isn’t strong enough, which would inevitably mean I’d need to claim you again and again an
d—”
“Okay! Okay.” Jay laughed. “I get it, and by the way, I was joking. Partly, at least. I need some recovery time. I’ve never felt that raw and sore down there ever before.”
Pacified by Jay’s words, Tim nuzzled Jay’s face. Effortlessly, Tim stood up, still with Jay in his arms. Jay clung tightly to Tim’s neck as Tim carried him over to the blankets. Tim lowered them, then leaned his back against a wall with Jay sitting on his lap. Jay’s body went rigid when his ass came into contact with Tim’s hard thighs. He seemed to be doing his best to breathe evenly but couldn’t prevent a whimper from escaping his mouth.
“Oh, Jay, I’m sorry you’re hurting so much.”
“I’m sure I’ll survive. What I’m not sure about is how my father will react when he sees me limping. Or when I explain to him I just mated with a werewolf for life,” Jay gasped.
Tim grasped Jay’s chin in one hand, held his face very still, and said gravely, “No. You can’t tell him about us. Absolutely not.”
“How am I supposed to hide how I feel about you? He’d feel left out and hurt and I’m everything to him,” Jay protested.
Fur prickled on Tim’s back and harsh words threatened to tumble from his mouth. He pressed his lips together tightly, not wanting to aggravate Jay with his unsolicited jealousy. Jay’s scrutinizing gaze led Tim to close his eyes, embarrassed about his childish behavior.
“What’s with the constipated face?” Jay asked, attempting to lighten the mood.
Tim opened his eyes to find himself face to face with a bemused-looking Jay. “This is not funny. You’re my everything.”
“Tim….” Jay trailed off. “I understand that you’ve got strong feelings for me and God knows they're reciprocated, as crazy as that sounds, but you have to understand I don’t keep secrets from my dad. We’ve always gotten along fine and became even closer after my mom died. It’ll be hard on him to share me with you, anyway.”
“Share you? I won’t share you. You’re mine!” Tim’s voice increased in volume.
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