mates we should find out about our likes, dislikes, how old
you are, why you left your pack, and what you do for a
living."
Ben winced. "I don't suppose we could kiss first and
answer questions later."
Thomas laughed. Scooting over, he slid a hand up
his mate's leg. "Tell you what, pretty. For every question
you answer I'll give you one kiss." He knew it was
probably a terrible idea, but the thought of not touching the
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other man within the next few seconds was killing him.
Both his human and wolf sides wanted the man with an
unprecedented need.
"Fair enough," Ben agreed, quickly. "I'm twenty-
five."
He would be lying if he didn't hope his future mate
would've started with something more personal. He gave
the answer the response it deserved.
Thomas leaned over and gave Ben's cheek a peck.
"That wasn't a kiss."
"A small answer gets you a small kiss. Besides,
you're just a baby. I've got a hundred years on you."
"Wow." Ben's eyes went wide, making Thomas
wonder if age was going to be a problem between them. In
general, werekin didn't worry about age differences
because they lived long lives. What would be an
insurmountable age gap in a human couple wasn't worth
mentioning between werekin.
"Does the age difference bother you?"
"No. I was just surprised."
"Yeah, that's real convincing."
Ben rolled his eyes. "Give me a moment to adjust,
all right. Not everyone learns their mate is so much older
than them."
Mate. The word made Thomas smile.
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He leaned over, sliding his fingers into Ben's hair
gripping the man's head in a firm hold. "I believe I owe you
another kiss to convince you of my worthiness as a
potential mate."
"Yes, I believe you do."
This time the kiss wasn't chaste, light, or brief. This
time Thomas searched for the size and shape of Ben's
tonsils. He took Ben's mouth like a parched man seeking
the last drop of water in a desert.
One kiss blurred into two, until the sexy redhead lay
shirtless beneath him. Thomas nipped and sucked the
smaller man's nipples. Pleased with the reaction, he kept it
up, palming the ridge in his mate's pants as Ben squirmed
beneath his touch.
"Fuck questions, I need to feel you around me."
Thomas froze as an unwelcome thought entered his mind.
"You will bottom, right? I don't mind switching back and
forth in the future, but right now I need to claim you." He
barely breathed as he waited for his mate's answer.
"I won't always be on the bottom, but for tonight
I'm all yours." Ben leaned back and let Thomas's hot mouth
take control.
Unable to resist the need for bare skin to skin
contact, Thomas’s touch was sure and confident as he
stripped off his mate's clothes in swift, economical
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movements before removing his own. He barely got a
glimpse of smooth white skin, with a sexy sprinkling of red
hair, before he covered the younger man with his body.
"Hey! I didn't get to look," his mate protested.
"Why bother to look when it's so much better to
feel?" Thomas growled, sliding his body across Ben's and
sending shivers of need through his smaller frame.
He was careful not to put his full weight on the
younger man. He didn't want to crush his newly found
mate. He wanted to bond with him.
* * * *
Thomas's cock felt long and hard against Ben’s
stomach, its silky head trailing wet kisses across his naked
flesh. Unlike his partner, Ben's body was relatively hair
free with only a light sprinkling on his arms and legs. A
part of his half-breed status, it always caused
uncomfortable staring by the other wolves on full moon
pack night, except from Dillon whose gaze was never
uncomfortable, just needy. His eyes made Ben hard, which
was why he always tried to change away from the other
man. It was difficult enough to make the change when you
were only half wolf; it was much harder if your
concentration was on your cock.
"You feel so good." Thomas's low voice brought
Ben away from thoughts of his previous pack. Now was the
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time for a new start. A new start with this amazing man
who not only wanted him for a mate, but wanted him in
other ways as well. Dillon was in the past where he needed
to stay. Regrets never did anyone any good.
Ben clenched his stomach and rubbed his cock
along Thomas's. The other werekin jerked. "Keep that up
and there won't be any question about who's topping. I'll
come before I get inside you."
Chuckling, Ben grabbed Thomas's tight ass, pulling
him closer while giving in to temptation to kiss those
fabulous lips. Lips slid together and mouths opened to
allow tongues to entwine. Ben's cock pulsed in reaction to
the feel and taste of the other man. Thomas gripped him
tight around the base, pulling away from the kiss.
"No coming yet. I want to be inside when you do."
"Then you'd better hurry."
Thomas released him before jumping to his feet. He
held out a hand to help Ben up, a good thing since all of his
brainpower abandoned him. The other werewolf held all of
his attention and he couldn't think past the next touch.
"Bedroom. Lube." Those two words had Ben
jumping to join his mate.
"We can do the couch another time," he agreed.
A low, dirty chuckle came from the sophisticated-
looking man. "Count on it."
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Still holding hands, they all but sprinted to the other
room. A dark wooden four-poster bed with an embossed
leather headboard was the starring attraction. Ben gave it a
cursory glance before leaping for the mattress. Lying there
he crooked a finger at his mate.
"Come here, gorgeous."
"Who knew such a shy, pretty thing like you would
be an animal in the bedroom?"
"I'm not shy," Ben said with a smile, "I'm just not an
asshole. Besides, we both know I'm an animal a lot more
places than the bed, but we can start here."
After giving him a heated glance, Thomas reached
into a bedside drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube.
Ben looked at the label. "Nice," he said with
approval.
"Only the best for my mate."
He doubted it was waiting there the entire time for
him to wander by, but not wanting to ruin the mood, he
beckoned his lover closer. Ben didn't care who used to
share Thomas's bed, there would be no one else from now
on. That's how mates worked, at least in Alaska. He'd have
to find out what the mores were here. Though to be truthful
he didn't care. He wasn't going to share Thomas. He'd have
to find a good way to break the news to the sexy man.
Eventually.
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"Come show me what you can do with your fancy
lube."
With a wicked smile Thomas joined his mate on the
bed.
* * * *
Looking at the beautiful man's pale skin against his
navy blue covers almost had Thomas coming all over the
bedding without ever touching the jewel lying there. Damn,
he'd thought the man adorable in the bar. Here, without any
clothing, he was so much more. Without any covering he
could glimpse the predator lying beneath the surface of the
slim body and, for the first time, he was turned on by
another wolf's power.
Hoping Ben didn't notice his shaking fingers,
Thomas popped open the lube cap, spreading the liquid
liberally across his fingers. Without a word Ben rolled onto
his stomach before sliding onto his hands and knees and
presenting himself beautifully.
Thomas almost came. Again. He gave a rough
laugh, unable to help the bubble of joy building in his
throat.
"If you keep that up, it will be the shortest mating of
all time."
Ben laughed. "Hurry up or I'll finish without you."
He could see the redhead reaching for his long,
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gorgeous cock.
Discarding caution, Thomas leapt. "Gotcha."
His mate wiggled beneath him. "You had me
before."
He smacked Ben on the ass. "Don't ruin my fun."
"Yes, sir."
He snorted. Thomas couldn't remember the last time
he'd had fun in the bedroom; sweaty hot sex, yes, but not
fun.
Easing his first finger inside Ben's tight hole he
gave his mate a moment to relax, pumping in and out while
he waited for the smaller man to adjust.
"Another," Ben grunted.
Thomas slid another finger in, scissoring the two
until the younger man loosened up. "Ready for my cock."
Ben nodded. "Yeah, give it to me."
Pressing a kiss on one freckled shoulder, Thomas
aligned the tip of his penis with his mate's hole and slowly
pressed in until his balls snuggled up against Ben's.
Simultaneous sighs came from the lovers, triggering a
round of giggles.
"Stop that," Thomas growled. "You'll make me
come." Being inside a man while laughing caused the
oddest sensations. Smiling against his mate's back, he
slowly pumped his hips until Ben screamed at him.
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"Faster!"
Eager to oblige, he shoved himself quicker inside
the younger man, letting nature and the bliss of finding his
mate determine his speed and depth. Despite wanting to
prolong the experience, Thomas could feel he was close.
Reaching around, he gripped his mate's cock, giving the
man something to rub against while still moving inside
him.
His fangs dropped and, giving into his wolf’s needs,
Thomas bit down on the tender skin between neck and
shoulder.
Ben screamed. Wetness coated Thomas's hand as
the smaller man's hole clenched around him, pulling him
into orgasm. Howling, he pumped his seed into his mate's
tight ass. Together the pair collapsed on the bed. Thomas
barely remembered to fall to one side in time to avoid
crushing his mate. With careful movements he slid out of
Ben and licked at the wound he'd created.
"Mine, my mate," he said into the sudden quiet of
the room. He could feel their hearts beating together, a wild
rhythm of two creatures desperately trying to become one.
"Wow." Ben's whisper brought a wide smile to his
face.
"Sometimes it pays to be with someone with
experience," Thomas said modestly.
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"I don't want to know where you got all that
experience." Ben's voice was firm, but also a little sad.
Pulling his mate close, Thomas cuddled him in his
arms. "Don't give it a thought, my sweet. You know with
our mating I'll never have anyone else again."
"Good. I didn't know if your pack worked that way
or not. I was trying to figure out a way to break the news to
you that you were no longer single." Ticklish fingers
tangled with his chest hair. "'Cause if you did fool around
with someone else I'd make sure that was the last thing you
did."
"Ouch." A portion of his chest hair was now
between Ben's fingers and no longer attached.
"Possessive wolf," he said, affectionately rubbing
noses with his mate. "Let me go get a cloth to wipe us
down."
A few minutes later, cleaned up and cuddling, the
two werewolves fell asleep for the first time as mates.
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Chapter Two
Ben slid onto the bar stool and gave the bartender a
smile.
"Hey, Dare, can I get a glass of water?"
"Sure thing, Ben." The friendly bartender poured
him a glass, gave him a wink and moved on. A typical
Saturday, even before four in the afternoon, the bar was
jumping with visitors and their guests. Ben had finished up
with his customers earlier that day and was now waiting for
his mate.
The last two weeks had passed in a blur of hot sex
and bonding. Sleeping in Thomas's arms was the highlight
of his day. It never ceased to surprise him that the other
wolf was a snuggler. Sometimes it got too hot with all the
heat his mate put out but he'd happily sleep in an inferno if
it kept the big man close.
Thomas was everything he'd ever wanted in a mate;
strong, sweet, and respectful of Ben having a brain of his
own. They didn't have any battles for who was the bigger
alpha. It was a bonding of equals. If occasionally his heart
yearned for the wolf he left behind, well, he would never
tell.