Absentee Wolf

  Toby slid his hands from Kent’s rounded ass up and into his loose-fitting tee. Kent’s skin was soft and smooth. Higher he pressed until Kent’s shirt was gathered under his arms, and still Kent didn’t resist. He continued to kiss Toby with youthful enthusiasm, and he roamed over any part of Toby’s body he could reach.

  Without stopping, Toby decided to talk to Kent through their bond. He hoped he didn’t startle his mate, but if he didn’t sink into Kent’s body soon or at least get some relief he was sure his cock would fall off.

  “Kent.” He tried to whisper. Kent didn’t startle but answered with a “hmm” while still kissing, now along on Toby’s chin. “Please let me make love to you.”

  Kent pulled back and looked around, finally realizing their new position in the truck. Toby sighed. He wouldn’t force Kent to have sex with him, although being bonded meant that he was Toby’s only option. He had been Toby’s only option from the moment he knew who Kent was to him even if he wasn’t allowed to touch him. Eight years was a long time to go without, and now the waiting was even harder, especially with Kent sprawled over top of him.

  “Don’t be nervous. Just let it happen.”

  Kent shook his head, and Toby prepared to argue that Kent just needed to relax and that they were headed that way in moments if Toby hadn’t stupidly drawn attention to it.

  “Not here. Let’s go.”

  Kent scrambled off of Toby and slid out of the truck. Toby pushed himself up and watched as Kent adjusted himself through his shorts. Kent looked up and caught Toby staring. He held his hand out to Toby. “Are you coming?”

  “Hell, yeah!”

  Toby grabbed Kent’s hand and allowed Kent to pull Toby to him. Kent rubbed his face against Toby’s and played in the hairs of his goatee. Toby felt Kent relax into him and heard him release a low sigh. Kent was giving in to their mating. Finally, Toby could have the mate he had been waiting years for, the mate he loved for so long.

  The ride from the storage unit was only a few minutes. Toby chose the place for that reason. He didn’t shop around when he moved. He merely went to the closest place and asked if they could store his truck. When they said yes, it was a done deal. Now he was grateful that it meant only a short drive.

  Kent didn’t seem nervous on the drive, although he was quiet and kept both hands folded in his lap. When they reached Toby’s house, Kent turned to Toby, and Toby readied for Kent to pull back or put up some blockade. Toby didn’t see what the big deal was. They were bonded mates, married by pack law. Sex was one of the perks. He knew that this was Kent’s first time, and that nerves had to play a part, but almost all men wanted sex most of the time.

  “Can I move in with you?”

  “What?” That was not what Toby had been expecting.

  “So I’m good enough to mate and good enough to fuck, but—”

  “Whoa, whoa, whoa. That’s not it at all. I thought you were going to say something completely different. Yes, please move in with me. I want you with me.”

  “But?”

  “No buts. I thought you were going to say you didn’t want to have sex or you were nervous or something. Your question just caught me off guard.” Toby yanked Kent toward him and kissed him soundly. “Please move in with me. We can go get your things right now if you want.”

  Kent smiled that award-winning smile that made Toby’s heart stutter. “Not now. I want my mate.”

  Kent and Toby tumbled in through the front door. Their actions were manic. Neither wanted to stop touching the other, but it made it impossible to get out of their clothes. Toby gripped Kent roughly and spun him so he was against the wall. In his haste, he used too much force, and Kent hit with a thud and a gasp. Before Toby could apologize, Kent flashed a wicked smile.

  Toby took that as a good sign and used his booted foot to kick Kent’s legs apart. “We can’t get undressed if we’re both pawing at one another.”

  Toby released his hold on Kent’s shoulders then placed one hand on Kent’s sternum. “Stay.”

  Kent nodded, so Toby released him. He started unbuttoning his shirt and watched as Kent stared at his motions. Kent’s canine teeth showed through his parted lips, and his arousal scented the air heavily. Toby tossed his shirt to the side and pulled the hem of his tank out from his jeans. He unbuckled his belt and yanked it quickly from the loops. Holding it to his side, he released it to land on the ground with a soft clank.

  He backed away from Kent, who hadn’t moved. Sitting on the couch, he quickly unlaced his boots and removed them. Each move he made, Kent digested with his eyes. Kent’s hands were pressed into the wall in the same place they had landed when Toby shoved him there. Toby watched with fascination as Kent clenched and unclenched his fists.

  Slowly, Toby walked toward Kent. He pressed his hand into Kent’s chest, keeping him pinned, and began to kiss him. After each quick and teasing kiss, Toby pulled away, and Kent followed. As much as Toby was enjoying this teasing dance, the ache between his legs needed relief. This time when he pulled away from Kent he made sure to work Kent’s shirt off as well.

  Kent’s chest was toned and tan with sparse hair covering it. Shifter genetics blessed him with a near perfect body. Toby slid his hands from Kent’s stomach up and over his pecs. Kent closed his eyes and let his head fall backward against the wall. Toby pressed his thigh against Kent’s crotch and kissed along Kent’s shoulder and neck.

  Toby worked his hands from Kent’s shoulders down his arms, learning each swell and curve. When he reached his fingers, he wound them together. Tugging gently, he prodded Kent along to his bedroom upstairs.

  Toby spent the trip up the stairs groping Kent’s ass as it bulged with each step he took. Just when he got his lust under control, and they would start their climb again, Kent would shake his ass and the groping would begin anew. Kent pressed his ass against Toby’s groin and whined.

  “Ugh, I want this ass so bad.” Toby pushed his leaking erection into the cleft and ground hard against Kent. Kent tilted his head backward to snatch a kiss then bolted up the stairs, leaving a confused Toby standing halfway down.

  Once at the top of the stairs, Kent shucked his shorts. He beckoned Toby forward with curled fingers. Toby raced the final steps and charged into his room after Kent. Kent was sitting on the bed, his legs spread. Kent’s cock was hard and leaking, his balls hung low onto the downy comforter. Toby was glad he had chosen the dark color, seeing how Kent’s skin looked even more beautiful against it.

  “Get all the way up on the bed and roll over.”

  Kent slid backward then flipped over. Toby sat next to him on the bed and stroked his hands over the two curved mounds.

  “Pull your legs up under you.” Kent nodded and did as he was asked.

  Toby sighed at the sight of his mate spread out for him and only him. His tan skin stopped where the shorts elastic had rested. The skin of his ass was pale but not ghostly or sallow. The cleft of his ass was much darker, and Toby traced his finger along the crease. Kent whined and dropped lower to the bed, his legs relaxing and spreading wider.

  Still in his pants, Toby crawled behind Kent and licked along his ass. His tongue pressed hard on Kent’s anus, willing it to relax. Saliva slid over it and down to drip across Kent’s sac.

  “You’ve done nothing with anyone before, right?”

  “Right.”

  Toby flicked his tongue over Kent’s skin. He reached between Kent’s legs and grabbed his cock. Kent pressed his body back against Toby’s tongue.

  “What have you done with yourself?”

  “Fingered myself. Jacked off. Used some toys.”

  Toby sighed in relief. If Kent had played at all, he’d know what to expect. This also meant that Toby could sink into that sweet hole a lot sooner. Toby reached into his nightstand and grabbed the lube he had stashed only yesterday. Pouring some on his fingers, he warmed it between them. With one hand pressed on Kent’s ass, he worked one finger over and around Kent’s star until it opened.


  Sliding slowly in, Toby waited for any sign that Kent wasn’t ready or that he was in pain. Kent surprised him by pushing back and taking the whole digit deeply. He pulled away and began fucking himself on Toby. Toby wondered how often his mate played with those toys and if he would mind using them with him. Toby slipped a second finger in with the first, and Kent kept pace, still riding Toby’s hand. Toby moaned when Kent reached back to spread his ass cheeks wide. Quickly, Toby pushed a third finger into that hungry hole, and Kent kept right on finding his pleasure.

  Toby pulled his fingers from Kent’s body, and Kent whined. He probably would have questioned what Toby was doing, but he looked and saw Toby quickly removing the rest of his clothes. Toby grabbed the lube and poured some onto his dick. He rubbed it into the skin, coating each cell. His cock was red and weeping. As he rubbed the lube on, Kent relaxed back into his former position, reaching back to spread his ass in invitation.

  Toby kneeled behind Kent and rubbed the head of his cock up and down the split in Kent’s ass. When his cock head passed over Kent’s anus he would push in slightly or press harder against it, teasing his mate. Leaning over Kent’s back, Toby whispered into his ear.

  “Don’t you want to turn over?”

  Kent shrugged but didn’t answer aloud. Toby tried a different approach since sometimes it’s hard to say the words aloud.

  “What’s wrong? Tell me. I love you.”

  “I don’t know. What if it’s over too fast? Or I’m no good?”

  Toby remembered all the same fears the first time he had sex, and he smiled against Kent’s skin. “Then we will go again and again. Roll over, so I can love you.”

  Slowly, Kent worked his way onto his back beneath his larger mate. Toby leaned over him, a protective mate. His chest covered in dark hair smattered with a few gray. He worked out regularly, and his muscles were well-defined and larger than Kent’s.

  Kent turned his head away from Toby, but Toby wouldn’t stand for it. “Watch me.”

  Toby hooked his arms under Kent’s legs and spread him open. He laid one leg over his shoulder while he guided his cock into Kent’s willing body. Once his dick was eased inside, he lowered the leg back into the crook of his arm.

  Kent’s head rolled across the pillow beneath him, only bliss showing on his face. Slowly, Toby worked his cock into Kent’s velvet grip, each inch better than the last. When his body was fully seated, Toby wrapped Kent’s legs around his waist. He lowered himself over Kent and kissed his cherished mate.

  With slow rocking and tender movements, Toby worked his cock in and out of Kent’s ass. Kent cried out beneath him. Whimpers and moans, followed by pleas of “more” and “harder,” fell uninhibited from his lips. Toby wouldn’t rush this moment he had waited years for, one that he thought only days ago would never happen.

  “Toby, please!” Kent clutched Toby’s shoulders and squeezed his thighs tightly around Toby’s waist.

  Toby angled himself and began plunging fast and hard. He grabbed Kent’s cock and pulled on it. Kent thrashed beneath him, his chest rising rapidly with each breath. Kent’s back arched away from the bed as he spilled his seed across Toby’s hand and his own chest. That was what Toby had been waiting for. Fighting through the tightness, Toby pressed on, chasing his orgasm. He leaned over his spent mate and bit into his neck once again, affirming his claim.

  Toby grunted around the flesh in his mouth as he came hard. He continued to fuck Kent, forcing his seed deeper. Kent shook under him as another orgasm tore through him from the bite. Toby felt Kent’s warm seed spray on his stomach, and he welcomed the mess they had made. Toby collapsed on his mate, his dick still buried in Kent. He remembered to lick the bite closed before he slipped into the unconsciousness of the well-fucked.

  * * * *

  Something had woken Kent from sleep. He tried to get his bearings. Sunlight peeked through the slatted blinds covering the windows. He was lying in a bed, his body pressed to the mattress…by Toby’s body. The memories washed back to him. He hadn’t meant to claim Toby back in the truck, but in the heat of the moment his mind clouded, and he bit. Now there was nothing to do about it. They were bonded mates.

  Feeling the warm body lying on his, Kent didn’t feel that it was a mistake. Toby had loved slowly on him over and over throughout the night. He was tender and devoted. Toby wanted to make their mating work. Now it was left for Kent to deal with his issues. He had to let Toby show himself the devoted mate he claimed to be. No more sniping at him, no more looking for failure or instigating arguments. If this mating was to have a chance, Kent had to change the way he dealt with his mate.

  The shrill sound of a phone rent the silence of the room again, and Toby groaned but didn’t wake. Kent pushed his shoulder but knew Toby slept like the dead.

  “Toby, wake up. It’s your phone.”

  Kent hefted Toby’s body off of him and onto the pillow. He hung over the bed, trying to find the offending phone in the discarded clothes. It had fallen from Toby’s pants right before Toby fucked him into the mattress the first time. Kent smiled at the memory and hardened, thinking that maybe he could convince Toby into another round.

  The ringing stopped, and Toby yanked Kent back into the bed. “Where are you going?”

  “Nowhere. Your phone was ringing. I was trying to find it.”

  Toby roamed his hands over Kent’s body until he grasped Kent’s cock with his fist. Kent listened to Toby’s deep intake of air. When Toby opened his eyes, they were lupine. “You smell like sex and me.”

  Kent chuckled at Toby’s reaction to him. “That’s probably because you fucked me into the mattress repeatedly, I slept in your bed, and you acted like my blanket last night.”

  Toby’s eyes stayed lupine as he began to sniff at Kent’s neck. He scratched his canine teeth over Kent’s sensitive skin then stopped to kiss on his mating mark. Rumbling sounds emanated from deep in Toby’s chest as he continued to press against his mating bite on Kent’s neck.

  The pressure increased until Kent lay back on the bed and exposed his throat to Toby. Once he submitted, Toby climbed over him and held him down, his teeth pressing against Kent’s neck.

  “What’s gotten into you?” Toby was in complete dominant wolf mode. Kent hadn’t challenged Toby, but it was looking like Toby needed to assert his dominance. “If you hump me like a wolf instead of fuck me like a man, I’ll beat your ass.”

  Toby released a sound halfway between a growl and a whine, so Kent relaxed into the mattress. He stayed still while Toby laid over him and rubbed his face on Kent’s skin, marking him with Toby’s scent. Each inch of Kent was touched or caressed. If Kent hadn’t smell like Toby before, even humans would smell Toby on him now.

  “Toby?”

  “Mine!”

  Kent hadn’t made a move, but Toby pressed his chest down with one hand. His other grabbed Kent’s cock and began tugging it. Kent was already hard from all the caressing. Toby’s wolf was leading his actions now as he continued his domineering.

  While still pulling on Kent’s shaft, Toby crawled in between his legs. Kent wanted to watch as Toby fucked him, but worried any movement from him now would be considered resistance. Kent had no desire to challenge Toby’s claim on him anymore.

  Toby grabbed Kent’s legs under his knees and lifted them into the air. One moment Toby was lining his cock up with Kent’s well-exercised hole, and the next he was fully sheathed within him.

  “You’re mine, Kent!”

  “Yes, yours,” Kent shouted. He wanted to let Toby know that he was his.

  Holding Kent’s legs up, Toby leaned over his body. His thrusts were strong and steady. Kent whined as Toby fucked him. Toby wasn’t hurting him, but Kent wanted to hold his cock and bring himself to release. Kent’s fingers twitched as he started to move his hand upward.

  “No! Just me.”

  Kent kept his head turned down. If Toby needed to get off, Kent would let him. He knew there were times when wolf and man merged. Their behavior
wasn’t generous or comforting, but primal. Kent relaxed his hands and spread his fingers wide. He allowed Toby to use him for his pleasure and relished in the feel of his shaft plunging into his body. He angled his head to the side and chin up, so the longest line of his throat was exposed. No more running from Toby. He laid there and gave himself over completely.

  Toby’s pounding was unrelenting, and Kent could feel the drops of sweat running down the backs of his thigh or splashing onto his stomach. His cock leaked and ached as Toby rubbed over his prostate with each thrust. He was so close to coming. When Toby was spent, he’d finish himself.

  Toby took Kent’s left leg and laid it on his left shoulder. With barely open eyes, he peeked and saw Toby reach for his cock. Never losing his rhythm, Toby began to tug Kent’s cock.

  “Yes! Yes!” Kent cried out, unable to remain silent.

  Quickly, Toby repositioned Kent so his legs were both to the side, lying on the bed. He continued to fuck him and leaned further over his body. Toby reached one hand between Kent’s legs to fondle Kent’s cock.

  Toby’s breath tickled Kent’s feverish skin. “You’re mine!”

  Kent expected the pain as Toby bit into his neck. Toby’s body stilled as he filled Kent once more. Toby’s tongue closed the fresh wound while Kent spilled his seed into Toby’s hand. The force of his orgasm made his body tremble. He wanted to check on Toby, but he came so hard he could do nothing but continue to lie there and catch his breath.

  “Kent, are you all right? I’ve never had that happen.”

  Slowly Kent turned to look at his mate. Toby’s face was creased with worry. His eyes were once again their former clear blue color.

  “I’m good. Are you okay? I thought you were going to go full fur on me.”

  Toby spooned behind Kent his still thick cock pressed into his lower back. “I’m so sorry.” Toby pulled Kent tightly to his chest and placed a gentle kiss on his shoulder. “My wolf is afraid of losing you. That’s the best I can explain it.”