Ryan’s eyes glittered, black as night with the absence of light. His breathing came hard and fast.
Dirk tightened his grip. “Dammit, I won’t let you go to him.”
“I wasn’t going to him,” Ryan said over Dirk’s words.
Shock tumbled through his system. “What?”
Ryan inched closer until the heat from his body radiated into Dirk’s. “I was coming to find you. To find out—”
“Hell, yes.” Dirk wrapped his arms around him and walked them backward into the room, closing the door behind them. Then he spun Ryan and planted him against the nearest wall.
Muscle to muscle, mouth to mouth. Cock to cock. He rocked upward, rubbing his shaft over the one he wanted to taste so badly.
“This attraction—is it real?” Ryan gasped under Dirk’s mouth.
“Yes,” he growled in response, flicking his tongue over Ryan’s in short strokes.
“And you’re the bear from the trees. Under my window.”
“Yes, dammit.”
“And this wanting? Is it because he abandoned me?”
“I don’t think so. Something deep is happening in us, Ryan.” He pulled back to stare into the young bear’s eyes. “If I happened upon you in the forest, unmated, I would have claimed you weeks ago.”
Ryan’s eyelids fluttered shut, and he made a quiet noise that drove Dirk wild. He nudged Ryan’s head to the side and bit into his neck as one would do during a mating ritual if they were in shifted form.
Groaning, Ryan clamped his hands around Dirk’s shoulders and clung. The salty musk of Ryan’s skin on his tongue drove his need up another notch.
Ryan was trembling, but he wasn’t coated in that sickly sweat he wore when experiencing withdrawal symptoms. No, this was something different.
Breathing heavily, Dirk lifted his head. For a long minute he stared into Ryan’s eyes. “Do you want this? Tell me while I can still walk away.”
Ryan’s answer was to cup Dirk’s bulge through his pants.
“Hell.” He pushed into his lover’s hand, demanding more. His balls ached to spill. But tonight he wasn’t going to come outside Ryan’s body. No, the young bear was going to swallow every drop. Then Dirk would return the favor. After that, he was going to slick Ryan’s ass and ease between those firm cheeks.
In the back of his mind he knew what he was doing—claiming Ryan’s human form. It wasn’t right to mate with him in shifted form. That right still belonged to Anders, at least until Ryan was well enough to decide.
But maybe I’m healing him.
He plunged his tongue between Ryan’s lips. Gripping him firmly, they bucked against each other. Through Ryan’s thin cotton pants Dirk felt his shaft swell.
“I’ve gotta have more. I can’t wait.” Dirk spun him and threw him down on the bed, stretching over him before Ryan could gasp. He settled between his legs, and lying on his back, Ryan lifted his knees, angling his ass perfectly.
Dirk’s control slipped. He bit into Ryan’s neck and drove his dick against his ass, pounding him through their clothing. I’ll have you, have you, have you.
Ryan grasped the hem of Dirk’s shirt and pulled it off. He tossed it over the side of the bed, and it crumpled in a whisper.
When their gazes met, Ryan’s eyes glittered. “I love your body. I need you.”
Groaning, Dirk dropped his head to Ryan’s shoulder. He wanted to go slowly, but it was impossible. Maybe the second time around…
The pressure built in his lower abdomen until he wanted to roar. He fumbled off Ryan’s T-shirt then took a long minute to lick the nipples that tormented him so much.
The buds hardened under his tongue, and he circled each, tracing through the fine hairs surrounding the nipples. Then he bit into one while twisting the other.
Ryan cried out and wrapped his legs around Dirk’s waist, anchoring his cock against Ryan’s ass.
“I need you naked,” Dirk panted. He knelt and began to undress his lover. Their gazes clung when he lay completely nude, bathed only in moonlight. His cock rose up from the tangle of dark hair between his powerful thighs. Suddenly Dirk’s desire to see him shifted into his bear form burned hot and deep. He was breathtaking in human form—to see him as a beast would undo Dirk.
“Your turn,” Ryan said, voice gritty.
With a grin Dirk slipped off the bed and dropped his pants and boxers. Then he climbed back onto the bed and blanketed Ryan’s body with his.
The hot kiss of skin on skin made them both moan.
“I have to taste you,” Ryan urged.
Wordlessly Dirk maneuvered so they lay reversed. His cock hung over Ryan’s lips and he faced the most decadent delight he’d ever seen—Ryan’s thick length. The head glistened with juices.
Slowly he dropped his head, snaking his tongue over the moisture pooling on the tip of Ryan’s cock. Salty essence burst on Dirk’s tongue. He closed his eyes and lapped at the stickiness, letting it string between his mouth and Ryan’s body. Then he curled his tongue and sucked it in.
Ryan released the breath he’d been holding and parted his lips over Dirk’s shaft. The intense heat and wetness of his lover’s mouth just about make Dirk blow. He resisted the urge to take him hard, let him know who was in control.
But Dirk didn’t operate that way even if he was the alpha of the pair. He wanted only to love and shelter Ryan.
And make him come the hardest he’d ever come before.
He sucked Ryan’s length into his mouth. Ryan bobbed upward to capture Dirk right to the root.
Bliss exploded in the back of Dirk’s mind as his balls slapped Ryan’s chin and his cock head hit the back of his throat. He drew on Ryan’s dick, hollowing his cheeks to milk the cum from him. Another drop dribbled onto Dirk’s tongue.
Pleasure spread from the base of his spine as Ryan gave him the most mind-bending blow job of his life. His muscles stiffened as his release neared. He let his saliva coat Ryan’s shaft while licking up and down.
Ryan spread his legs, thigh muscles taut. The shadowed secret that lived below Ryan’s balls beckoned Dirk. He gathered a bit of wetness on his finger and spread it over the young bear’s pucker.
Bucking, Ryan’s ass flexed under his finger. Dirk circled the rim, learning every ridge. Then he gently eased his fingertip inside.
Smoldering heat scorched his finger and travelled up to his wrist and arm. He sucked Ryan’s delicious cock and fitted his entire finger deep in his lover’s body.
Ryan lapped at Dirk’s balls while fisting his cock. “So close,” he rasped.
Dirk doubled his efforts. He curled his finger to find that perfect spot within Ryan’s body. When he felt Ryan’s cock stretch to the back of his throat, Dirk pressed on the gland.
Ryan exploded. Juices shot into Dirk’s mouth, and he swallowed around him while massaging his prostate. The musky flavor of his lover’s release sent Dirk sailing. He pumped his cock through Ryan’s fingers and Ryan sucked him in again.
He unloaded. Hot jets filled Ryan, and he gulped.
Dirk growled around his lover’s shaft, sucking every drop from Ryan and giving another spurt in return.
While Ryan was still hard in his mouth, Dirk slid his finger in and out of his ass, readying the man for more. As shifters, their needs were wilder, and therefore they were able to release again and again without recovery time, even in human form.
The need to claim Ryan in every way stabbed Dirk deep.
He wanted him as mate.
He rolled off and twisted around to kiss him. The taste of shifter and Dirk’s own cum made him lick every inch of Ryan’s mouth.
When he’d explored teeth, gums and tongue, Dirk smiled. The lights in Ryan’s eyes hadn’t extinguished. He smoothed his hands down Ryan’s sides, digging his fingers into the muscled ridges right down to his lower abs.
The hot length of Ryan’s cock lay hard against his belly. Dirk grabbed it and began to slow jack him off while holding his gaze. “I want to eat your ass.
”
Ryan’s eyes rolled back in his head in reply. Moving down his body, Dirk pinched Ryan’s nipples and bit lightly into his stomach. Then he stretched between Ryan’s legs, pressed his knees back, and exposed that tight little pucker to Dirk’s questing tongue.
The first stroke of tongue over flesh ignited Dirk all over again. His cock poked into the mattress, begging for release. But the next time he came he was going to be balls deep in Ryan’s ass.
He gripped Ryan’s cheeks and angled him to take his tongue. Keeping it stiff, he fucked it in and out. Ryan’s uninhibited growls filled the room. Dirk smacked his ass cheek, causing him to cry out. Then he leaned back, clutched his own cock, and slapped it over Ryan’s nether hole. Once. Twice.
The meaty sound threatened Dirk’s control. He couldn’t wait another minute. He leaned in and spit on Ryan’s ass, providing essential lubrication. Then he slid his swollen cock head over the moisture.
“Do it.” Ryan’s eyes were dark. “Take me.”
“Spread your legs more.”
When Ryan had done as he asked, Dirk eased his cock into his tight hole. The insanely snug fit made Dirk yell with ecstasy. Ryan urged him on with his eyes and by pinching Dirk’s nipples.
Dirk slid the whole way inside. Ryan took his cock in hand and began to stroke it in time to Dirk’s movements. Pressure mounted. Ryan ground against the base of his cock.
And then the door flew open.
* * * * *
Ryan’s heart jumped into his throat at the sight of Anders. Having Dirk’s cock inside him and Anders looking on sent Ryan over the edge. His ass clamped on Dirk’s length and quivers of release stole all thought even as he felt Dirk’s seed fill him.
As Ryan spurted thick streams of cum over his fingers and Dirk’s stomach, Anders’ primal roar of rage echoed.
Dirk jerked free and shifted in a blink. Anders’ massive bear emerged too, and Ryan sat up in time to see them come together in a wild display of strength and anger.
Shaking at the sight of his mate yet still trembling from the huge release, Ryan leaped off the bed and shifted.
Catching sight of him, Dirk stopped.
Anders swiped Dirk across the throat with his massive claws.
“No!” Ryan’s scream didn’t translate into human words, only primitive animal. He threw himself at Anders.
His mate hooked a paw around Ryan and bit into his neck—claiming him once more.
Dirk rolled to his paws and shook his head—stunned or hurt? Ryan didn’t know. Still in Anders’ embrace, Ryan shifted back, but not before Dirk ran out of the room.
Suddenly Anders, in human form, wrapped his arms around Ryan from behind, nuzzling his throat. “It’s okay if he had you. You’re still mine.”
Ryan turned his head to the side, detecting that Anders had claimed many since driving Ryan away. Disgust welled inside him.
And disgust outweighs my need.
Twisting from Anders’ grip, Ryan hurled himself through the door after his new lover. In the corridor he shifted back to his bear, running full tilt through the Sanctuary to follow Dirk.
His lover was oozing the scent of hurt. Sure, Anders had clawed him and caused physical pain, but it was far more than that. Ryan had released when he’d seen Anders walk in, which probably led Dirk to believe Ryan had peaked from Anders’ presence and not from the pleasure Dirk was giving him.
A vital instinct had taken over, and Dirk had a right to be hurt.
Now it was time for Ryan to make it right.
He ran outside and into the forest. Thick underbrush masked Dirk’s scent, but Ryan put his nose to the ground and dragged in a long pull.
He followed Dirk, who was zigzagging back and forth as if without purpose. His heart broke at the thought of his lover weaving, miserable, thinking Ryan had used him.
When he caught up to him, Dirk threw back his great head and gave a howl that raised Ryan’s fur all over his body.
Very cautiously Ryan approached him. In this form, Dirk was majestic, a king in Ryan’s heart.
Ryan stood still and allowed Dirk to close the gap between them. The bear circled, sniffing, learning Ryan’s new form he’d wanted him to shift into so badly. And now he could see why. He was able to think more clearly in this form—enough to work out that he belonged to Dirk.
He offered his neck.
Dirk shifted back without warning. He dropped to the thick leaf mold, still nude from their interlude. He dropped his head into his hands. “Why do you torture me with what I can’t have?”
Remaining in his bear form, Ryan nudged his hands. Dirk lifted his head and stared into Ryan’s eyes. Didn’t he see where Ryan’s new loyalty lay? Not with Anders and the Ursu clan. He belonged here with Dirk in the Sanctuary.
“Shift,” Dirk said hoarsely.
As you wish. Ryan slipped into his human form, naked as well.
And still aroused for this new lover.
Dirk glanced down at Ryan’s erection and shook his head. “Go back to him. It’s Anders you need.”
Ryan cradled Dirk’s face with his hands. “No. Forgive me for that back there. For a few seconds it was him I wanted. Then I felt your powerful last thrust and only knew my heart.”
Dirk’s breath hitched. “What are you talking about?”
Ryan leaned close, letting their lips brush. “You gave me my life back, Dr. Dreyer. Took me in and healed a stranger. Gave me a purpose and a reason to go on.”
Dirk shook his head. “I did nothing I haven’t done for others.”
Darting in, Ryan sank his sharp teeth into Dirk’s lower lip.
Dirk jerked back, eyes wide with shock.
“You’re telling me you showed love and gave pleasure to others besides me?” Ryan asked.
“No!”
“Then accept it as I have. I belong to you. If you take me, I will be yours and Anders will go.” Ryan glanced up onto a rise where a black-brown bear stood looking down at them. “Isn’t that right, Anders?”
Long seconds passed and then the bear lumbered off, taking the final wave of Ryan’s withdrawal with him.
Before he could speak, Dirk said, “I have work to do. I think I’ve found a reason for shifters turning on their mates. I’ll be traveling outside of the Sanctuary.”
“Then I’ll go with you, help with your research.”
Dirk said nothing, as if too afraid to hope.
Ryan met Dirk’s gaze. “You wanted me to shift. Is that what you want now?”
As Dirk swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbed. Emotion filled his eyes—love and awe. He reached out for Ryan, bracketing his face with his hands. “Is it real?”
“You said yourself if you came across me in the woods you would have claimed me. Has that changed?”
When Dirk morphed into his beast, Ryan fell back to give him room. A wild joy leaped inside him as he too shifted. Dirk moved in, big body fitted tight to Ryan’s.
Then Ryan offered his neck.
The first bite bound them. The first stroke of pleasure sealed their fate.
There was a way to bond with another, to gain a second chance, and Dirk and Ryan had achieved it. A primal roar sounded from both as their universes meshed into one. And when it was finished, they tumbled into each other’s arms as men once more, their lips moving with a gentle caress that was only the beginning.
“I will always love you, Ryan. And I will be damned if you’ll ever be taken from me.” Dirk’s voice was gritty with emotion.
Ryan stroked his hair off his brow, staring into his eyes. “I’d like to see anyone try it. We belong to each other now, Dirk.”
The End
Read on for an excerpt of book 2 of the Primal Roar Series, Trusting the Bear Shifter.
Trusting the Bear Shifter
Primal Roar Series Book 2
By JW Constantine
(Primal Roar Book 1)
Sanctuary in the Bear Shifter's Arms: A MM Shifter Bonding Alpha Mates Romance (Primal Roar Book 1) Page 8