Jacks, Marcy - The Alpha Wolf Kidnaps a Mate [DeWitt's Pack 1] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (8 page)

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much more torturous.

“Do you accept me as yours?” he asked.

“Yes!” Corey snarled, those golden eyes glowing angry and hot.  Clearly he was getting sick of the questions.

That was good enough. James kissed him again, surprised when  Corey’s tongue invaded his mouth instead of the other way around.

His mate had a tiny bit of the alpha inside him, it seemed.

He hoped that topping wasn’t Corey’ s main preference, because  for now, James needed to be in control, to be the one to do the

claiming.

James took hold of that stupid comforter and ripped it away,  lifting himself just enough so that he could get his pajama bottoms off  as well.

Fuck it. He didn’t care anymore if Maggie saw him naked. Let her. If James wanted to walk around his own house with nothing on, that was none of her damn business.

He lost his patience and finally just ripped it, just enough to break the elastic and a little bit of the cotton seam. Getting it off after that was easy, even with Corey’s mouth suckling on James’s neck, his tongue darting out, touching, tasting.

“Fuck,” James muttered.

“Yes,” Corey said again.

James grabbed for the lube bottle he left on Corey’s nightstand  and twisted off the cap with shaking fingers. Yeah, definitely a  mistake to wait this long before he claimed him. Christ, for all he  knew, James was the real reason Corey had such a difficult time  letting his wolf out.

“Suck me,” Corey said. “Put my cock in your mouth.”

James halted what he was doing, open lube bottle in hand. Corey  lay beneath him, his light hair all over the place on his pillow, chest  still as sweaty as when James first walked in, and nipples peaked.

And his eyes were green again.

Good, very good.

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He smiled and put the bottle on the mattress. Maybe they could draw this out just a little. “Whatever you say.”

He slid down Corey’s belly and to his thighs, stopping when he reached his thick erection, hard, curved, and pointing up from a bed ofdark pubic hair. It was still blond, but not the same shade as what  Corey had on his head and doubtless not nearly as soft either. The heavy scent of musk was stronger than ever now that his nose was right in front of the source.

“Don’t suck me off, though,” Corey said, looking down at him.  “Want you to fuck me.”

James took Corey’s prick in hand, the shaft jumping a little as he did so and the veins protruding even more so than before. The reaction was enough to make James’s own cock and balls throb.

“You  are going to love your new stamina.”

Before Corey could ask any questions about that, James took him into his mouth, sliding his head down as far as he could go.

And then quickly coming back up again before he could gag.

Corey didn’t seem to notice. His mouth dropped and back arched.  Looking up his body from the position James currently held, he watched the way Corey’s fingers tightened and clenched around the cotton sheets. It was like every single muscle in his body was going tight. Then Corey’s chest heaved in an unsteady exhale before he took in another gulp of air.

“Fuck,” he said on another exhale.

Pride swelled in James’s chest that, despite his own inexperience, he could bring out that kind of reaction in his mate. He kept right on going, recalling the many blow jobs he had received in his life, and drawing his inspiration from them. James used his hand to grasp and tug on the place where James’s mouth could not go. He went down then back up, keeping the head of Corey’s cock always between his lips, suckling on that part in particular like it was a lollipop. Even the bitter droplets he drew out were amazing on his tongue.

Fuck me, fuck my mouth
, James said to Corey through their link in

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a definitely non-alpha way, surprising himself. So far Corey had

never heard James’ s thoughts unless he was in his wolf form, but  now, something must have changed―the fact that they were finally  performing the claiming?―because Corey’s hips jerked up and down  as though James had spoken out loud.

“Yeah, just like that, ugh!” Corey’s hand  found its way into  James’s hair, and he didn’t even mind it. Normally he hated the feel  of someone’s hands gripping at his hair. James enjoyed it this time.  Corey could grasp and tug and do whatever he wanted, and James  would let him.

The man beneath him was so fucking gorgeous, and he belonged to James. They were never going to separate.

He was going to be in so much shit with the guys if they ever found out he was having such sentimental thoughts, never mind his alpha status.

Corey seemed to lose all sense of rational thinking again, but  James sensed no coming of the wolf, and so he hummed pleasantly around Corey’s cock as the other man pumped his hips against  James’s mouth, and he eventually found himself able to take in more and more until he no longer needed his hand, and his nose touched down on Corey’s rough pubic hairs. His jaw and tongue began to ache to all hell, but he forced himself to continue on, the enjoyment of the act overriding any discomfort.

Corey’s labored breathing suddenly became more erratic, his grip in James’s hair tighter. “I–I’m gonna come. Ugh, stop!”

Corey reached for him with his other hand, tried to pull himself away, but James pressed his hands down on his hips, forcing him to stay in place, and he continued the bobbing movements of his head and worked his tongue and mouth to suck back harder, knowing it was what Corey needed.

His desperate cries for James to stop turned into loud moans of pleasure and demands to keep going, and within seconds Corey’s cock was twitching and jumping, spurting hot fluids down James’s

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throat.

He expected to choke, but he didn’t. Lucky, maybe. He didn’t question it, though. James drank him all down, using his hands to massage and roll around the other man’s balls, forcing the pleasure to draw out.

Corey’s body went from being as tight as one of Mickey’s special rope knots to as soft and pliant as Play-Doh. James kept right on going.

“What―why did you do that?” Corey asked, weakly lifting

himself to his elbows to look down at James as he continued to suck

him.

James winked at him.
 
Told you, you’re going to love your new

stamina.

Corey’s arms seemed to give out on him, and he flopped back

onto the bed. “I doubt I could do another one of those for a while.”

Wait thirty seconds
.

He did, and though James’s view of him was a little awkward from his current position, he could still see the way the other man’s eyes grew golf-ball wide as his dick hardened again under the work of  James’s mouth.

Corey tried to keep his pleasure from showing by keeping his mouth latched firmly shut, but James could still see the way his chest rose and fell as he took in huge breaths through his nose, and he felt the way Corey’s heart hammered as more of the adrenaline brought on by sex built up through his veins.

Corey grabbed onto one of his pillows and smothered himself with it, but James still heard the shouted curses through the feathers, and he smiled.

Then he  took his mouth away.

Corey looked at him from beneath his hiding place, his eyes were golden again, but this time James didn’t worry over them.

“Don’t stop!” Corey begged.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, sweetheart,” he said, grabbing for the lube

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bottle. “But I’m  getting a little impatient.”

Corey watched him as he squeezed the slick contents onto his  fingers.

Corey spread his legs for him and shifted, his anus coming up and  giving James the view he needed.

First he kneaded the ring of muscle with his fingertips before they  relaxed enough for him to get a finger inside. Corey’s hands grabbed  on to James shoulders. He was looking down between them.  Naturally, he couldn’t see James’s finger in his ass, but his eyes were  on James’s forearm as it moved it back and forth, thrusting his finger,  moving it gently from side to side, stretching and massaging until  James could add his second finger.

Corey bit his lip when James had them both inserted at the same  time, but otherwise made no sound of pain, and no noise of  disapproval, so he continued on.

James could barely hold back by the time he got to the third  finger. His cock was already rock hard, and his balls were painfully  swollen.

He was as careful as he could be when he removed his fingers but was quick, too eager, and sloppy when he put the lube in his palm and rubbed it on his dick.

He could hold back no longer. He grabbed one of Corey’s legs and hoisted it over his shoulder, positioning himself and thrusting inside that hot, tight space, right where he needed to be.

James came violently the second he was engulfed, still he thrust hard, milking himself, making it as pleasurable as he could, and it was so good, so much better than he’d ever had.

Thank God Corey had come, too. The orgasm that had taken  James was so intense, so sudden, that his brain had practically stopped working, and all he’d cared about was getting off, rather than the pleasure, or comfort, of the man beneath him.

But Corey had thrust against him as James bucked, the both of them coming at the same time. Despite how amazing James liked to

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think himself to be in bed, that had never happened to him before.

They didn’t even have to wait the thirty seconds this time, it was  more like point thirty nanoseconds as James’s cock filled again, and  even though he’ d already come, already dispersed of some of that  pent-up lust he’d been carrying around with him since the day he and  Corey met, he continued to pound into the man, his entire body on fire  with the need to mate, to claim, to mark Corey as his.

Before he knew it, they were both coming again. Not quite at the  same time like before, but pretty damn close.

It still was not enough. James wasn’t instantly hard again, but he  could have gone for another round, and he was sure Corey could do  the same, but before he was even able to catch his breath, Corey’s  hands were pushing at his chest.

It wouldn’t have been so alarming if Corey hadn’t been putting all  his new strength into it. James nearly tumbled from the bed, but he  managed to catch himself and land at a crouch just in time to watch  Corey run out of the room.

Oh shit, he’d gone too far. “Wait!” James chased after him, his  feet pounding loudly against the floorboards of his house as he  followed his mate.

Corey nearly tore the front door from its hinges just to get outside.

“Corey, stop!”

It was James who ended up sliding to a halt, just at the steps of his porch, as Corey lifted his neck, let out a single, quick howl, and then fell on all fours, transforming before he was even able to finish his wolf’s call.

Oh,  so that had been it.

He was a silver wolf, speckled with black hairs around his nose and paws. A common color in James’s pack, but there would never be any confusing that this wolf belonged to James.

He smiled as the wolf shook himself off, releasing loose hairs to the wind, and then sniffed at the unfamiliar ground. He kept his nose down and kept right on sniffing, walking, circling, but always with his

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nose down.

Likely he scented the other werewolves who’d walked the property as well as the new scent of  a land he was not quite yet familiar with.

Then Corey’s nose led him directly to the stairs of the porch, up, and at James’s feet, tail wagging when he made it to his mate.

James pet him between the eyes and ears. The wolf’s tongue lolled as he sat back, smiling the way wolves and dogs did when they

were pleased.

Corey was definitely an omega wolf.

“You in there?” James asked, looking into the wolf’s eyes and  searching for Corey.

The wolf let out a happy yap, paws and claws coming out, chest  down, bum and tail up and wagging. He wanted to play. Certainly no  crazed wolf wanted to do that.

This was normal, and James wasn’t concerned. Maggie had told him that the first few transformations would be mostly at the control of the wolf before both minds merged. James would just have to make sure to keep the curious new werewolf safe until the mind of both human and wolf could fully combine.

James allowed his transformation to come over him, falling to his hands, which became long and hairy paws before he hit the ground.

All right, let’s play
, he mentally said, digging his claws into the wood of his porch and launching himself down the steps and into the forest, as fast as he could, listening for the barking and yapping of  Corey, trailing behind and giving chase.