“Hey, I said nothing lethal,” Craig said.
Luke was still bucking under him, but he stopped when Craig spoke. He answered in a flat tone, “It wasn’t lethal. You would have been blind from one eye, but you wouldn’t have died.”
Shit, the kid was more than creepy, he was downright psychotic!
“Okay, you can stop. No more carving eyes out of sockets,” Kameron said, and Craig slowly got up. He kept an eye on Luke, not trusting the little guy to play by the rules, but Luke didn’t try to punch him anymore. Theresa ran to him, giving Craig a hard glance. He shrugged. He had only obeyed his orders, and the kid had nearly gotten him anyway. Luke clearly wasn’t a delicate flower.
A towel appeared in front of Craig’s face and he took it, giving his mate a grateful smile. He was panting, and the fight had taken more than he would have thought out of him. At least he wouldn’t have to teach later that day, since it was a Saturday.
“So, what do you think?” Kameron asked.
“Luke is lethal. If I hadn’t had weight and height on him, he would have won. Amy is well trained too, and I think that Nathan isn’t bad, but he clearly didn’t want to fight me. I think that if Luke and Amy want to keep training, you should give them the opportunity to do it. They could be an asset for the pack once they reach eighteen.”
Craig wanted nothing more than to go home and have a shower by that point, so he nodded to the alpha and the beta and grabbed Thomas’s hand. “Are you ready to go?”
Thomas looked at his brother, but the man was concentrated on Luke. He sighed and Craig felt bad for him. It wasn’t Thomas’s fault if he was gay, nor was it if he had to hide it for twenty years, yet Kevin behaved as if Thomas had done him a personal offense.
Craig tugged in his mate’s hand. “Come on, let’s go.”
They were nearly home when Thomas asked Craig, “How are you feeling?”
“Eh. I’ve felt better, honestly, and not only because the kid is only six years old. He packs one hell of a punch.”
Thomas squeezed Craig’s hand. “Don’t berate yourself. Luke was trained for years and he’s part shifter.”
“Yeah, I know, but still. It doesn’t feel good, and I don’t like the fact that I had to punch the little shit.”
“Well, it won’t happen again.” Thomas opened the door to what was now their home and ushered Craig inside. “What can I do to make you feel better?”
Craig cocked a brow. “What are you offering?”
Thomas closed the door and pushed Craig against it before lowering to his knees. He grabbed the seam of Craig’s training short and pulled, taking down both the shorts and the briefs Craig wore under it. Craig’s cock wasn’t hard yet, but just seeing Thomas on his knees in front of him, about to give Craig the first blowjob he’d ever given, was enough to spark arousal in Craig’s groin.
Thomas leaned forward and buried his face into the junction between Craig’s thigh and his hip, and Craig knew he was scenting him. “Maybe I should take a shower. I’m sweaty.”
Thomas looked up. “You’re not going anywhere. I happen to like your scent.” He stuck his tongue out and licked a strip along the length of Craig’s cock. Craig groaned and let his head fall backward against the door.
Thomas fumbled a bit, taking Craig’s length in his hand before licking the head. He hummed and Craig couldn’t help but look down again. The small smile on Thomas’s face indicated that he didn’t mind, and Craig had never been so happy.
Then Thomas opened his mouth and took Craig in. Craig moaned as warmth and wetness surrounded him and Thomas started sucking. He started gently, but when he felt that Craig was quickly hardening, he sucked harder and harder. Craig tightened his fists, determined not to come yet.
Thomas dived down and immediately gagged. He moved back, letting Craig’s cock pop out, and scowled at it. Craig chuckled. “Don’t look at it like that, or I’ll be scared you’ll try to bite it off.”
Thomas gave him a wicked smile. “Oh, I would never do that, not now that I know just what it can do.”
Taking Craig in again, Thomas lowered his mouth, this time not even trying to take the entire length in. The blowjob was sloppy and Thomas fumbled more than once, but as sappy as it sounded, it was the best Craig had ever received, because it was Thomas who was doing it. Knowing how much he meant to the man and how much Thomas was beginning to mean for Craig made it better than anything else, and Craig let go.
He let Thomas do what he wanted, and Thomas didn’t hesitate. He licked and sucked, and even nipped a few times, although Craig wasn’t sure it was on purpose. It didn’t matter, though, because he was about to come. He sank his fingers in Thomas’s hair and tried to pull him away, but Thomas didn’t move, and Craig ended up coming in his mouth.
Thomas gagged and moved back, a bewildered look on his face and a drop of semen on his lower lip. Craig kneeled next to his mate and kissed him, licking the drop away.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, I just wasn’t expecting it to be so much, I mean, it felt like it was more spunk that what I thought.”
Craig laughed and pushed his mate to the floor. “It’s my turn now.”
About the Author
Catherine lives in Italy, country of good food and hot men. She used to write fantasy as a child, but it was reading her first gay erotic romance novel that made her realize that that was what she really wanted to write.
After graduating from college in English language and translation, she divides her day between writing, reading, taking care of her son and reading some more.
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