by Fel Fern
Jordie walked to him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “I’m borrowing the car. If you guys want any food, my phone’s always on.”
“Why do you assume we’re always hungry?” Zack asked, making Jordie laugh.
“Bro, I’ve grown up around werewolves my entire life. You guys are always hungry.”
“He has a point,” Matt said.
“He knows us too well,” Zack mumbled.
Jordie headed out of the apartment and got into the car. He arrived at Esteban’s Pasta Mania in half an hour. Jordie meant what he said. He liked working as the pack accountant and couldn’t imagine himself working in a suit and stuffy office. Besides, there was always interesting pack gossip and he loved being around his extended family. He bumped into Ron, Sergio’s pregnant mate, in the parking lot.
“Hey, Ron. Morning. Are you here to see Sergio?”
“I drove here because he forgot his phone.”
Jordie matched his pace with Ron’s waddle. He frowned. “Should you be driving around? Your delivery date is nearing.”
The Omega groaned. “Not you, too, Jordie. Actually, I only drove out here because being at home all the time with Sergio’s wolves watching me is driving me insane.”
Jordie spotted Jared, one of the pack enforcers, trailing discretely behind. “Must be hard, huh?”
“Sergio’s so possessive,” Ron mumbled.
They finally made their way to the entrance. “Don’t get me wrong. I love him to bits, but sometimes, he’s too much.”
“I get what you mean,” Jordie said, thinking of Matt.
Ron might also be a werewolf, but an Omega fell on the lower rung of the pack ladder. They’d instantly bonded since Jordie took this job, especially over the fact they were always surrounded by gorgeous, growling wolves eager to jump to their protection.
“Ron, what the hell are you doing here?” Sergio’s voice thundered.
“Well.” Jordie coughed, excusing himself. “I’ve got work to do.”
“Coward,” Ron muttered under his breath. “Don’t forget lunch this weekend.”
“I won’t,” Jordie promised.
Lunch was actually a surprise baby shower he planned with the other pack members. Imagining Ron’s face lighting up made him smile. Before mating Matt, he felt a little like an outsider with no business interfering with pack matters. Now, things were different and the other wolves seemed more open with him.
“Jordie, thank you for bringing my errant mate to me,” Sergio said.
Jordie shook his head, raising his hands. “I didn’t do anything.”
He headed to his new office above the restaurant. Well, technically the space used to be the Esteban siblings’ old apartment before they each found their own living spaces somewhere else in town. Now, it served as a kind of headquarters for the pack. He found Michella there, discussing pack matters with Dino and Raul. Deciding he’d talk to her later, he settled into his office, and soon became engrossed in his work.
“You didn’t have to come in on a Saturday.”
Jordie looked up from his computer to see Michella standing by the doorway. “I don’t mind. Actually, Zack and Matt needed some catch-up time, so I might as well do some work.”
“I see. You wanted to talk to me about something?” Michella closed the door behind him and sat on the chair in front of his desk.
“About what we discussed before,” Jordie trailed off, unsure how to continue. Ever since Zack brought up the notion of Jordie becoming a shifter, he couldn’t put the thought out of his mind. He even asked Michella outright about it.
“Did you change your mind?”
“Would you really agree to give me the bite?” For a second, all Jordie could see was himself as a wolf, running alongside Matt in the Darkfall woods and sharing his world.
Michella looked contemplative. “Sergio and Alessio aren’t against the decision. Although you’re human, you’re practically a member of the pack. It doesn’t hurt you know our ways and you understand it isn’t easy, being a new werewolf.”
“Sorry, but that doesn’t answer my question.” Jordie wanted her opinion badly, and if he decided, he wanted her to change him. She wasn’t just the older sister Jodie never had, but she understood what it felt like, anchoring her two powerful brothers.
For the longest time, being a werewolf was all he ever wanted, but now, he wasn’t certain. Being a shifter certainly had plenty of benefits, but it had its cons as well. Who else would bring Matt and Zack back to their senses, when they went overboard? Shifters were a confident and prideful bunch. How could they not be? But sometimes, they forget they weren’t invincible.
“You told me once, being human isn’t necessarily a bad thing,” Jordie said. “I can see that’s true, because shifters need to give up a part of their humanity to make way for their beasts. Please, Michella. I need your opinion.”
She fell silent for a moment. Like always, she looked far older than she appeared. “Take Matt’s advice. See how things go. The offer will always stand in case you change your mind.”
“Thank you,” Jordie said, meaning it. Relief filled him. Choosing to remain human was the right choice after all.
“You know, you’ve already made that decision, haven’t you?” she asked, eyes twinkling. “Well, for what it’s worth, I think you’d make a good werewolf.”
“Thanks.”
He headed back home in a good mood. Since he had an employee’s discount, he brought home three large pizzas. Despite what his two idiots at home said, he knew they would be hungry.
“Dinner? Good, I was about to order take-out,” Matt said once Jordie returned to the apartment. When Jordie passed him by the kitchen, Matt grabbed his arm for a kiss.
“You took too long,” Matt complained.
“Don’t sound too needy,” Jordie retorted. For some reason, that made Zack laugh. Bit by bit, things were going back to normal.
It felt good, like old times almost, hanging out with Matt and Zack. In some ways, Jordie mused, it felt different, too. They watched an old movie before Zack mentioned it was time he got back home.
“Someday, I hope to find what you guys have,” Zack admitted to Jordie before leaving.
“I’m sure you will,” Jordie said with confidence, closing the door behind him.
“Did you manage to catch Michella?” Matt asked as they cleaned up the dining and living room.
“Yeah, but I’m sticking to my guns.”
Matt grinned. “Good. Remember your promise? I’ve been a good patient and I’m all healed up, too.”
“I did.” Jordie let out a breath. Excitement hummed in his veins. “What would you like then, baby?”
“You,” Matt said simply.
They clawed and tore at each other’s clothes on the way to the bedroom. Matt took his lips, giving Jordie a toe-curling kiss.
“Missed me?” Jordie couldn’t help but tease. Matt rubbed his hard-on against him and Jordie could feel his own cock stiffening.
“Very fucking much, baby. Lie on the bed. I want to tie you up.”
Matt’s authoritative voice made Jordie shiver. He lay on his back, putting his hands above his head. Matt drew out a worn leather belt from his closet, returned to the side of the bed, and began lashing Jordie’s wrists to the metal headboard. Incredibly aroused at being bound, Jordie groaned. Matt rolled on top of him, gaze intent and hungry.
“You look perfect like this, pet, so helpless and hard for me,” Matt whispered against his ear. Taking his time, Matt kissed him slow and sweet. Jordie let Matt deepen the kiss, his dick thickening. God. Even now, Matt had that effect on him. One touch from Matt was all that was needed to remind Jordie he belonged to him.
“Tell me, pet. How badly do you want my cock?”
“Please, Matt.” Jordie whined.
Knowing Matt would probably draw this out and tease him made every muscle in his body tense with anticipation. Matt kissed his way down Jordie’s neck, nipping at his bite mark before taking one of J
ordie’s nipples in his mouth. Sucking on the bud until it grew hard, Matt left a bite mark there before moving on. Matt sucked and nipped his way down Jordie’s ribs and flat stomach. Jordie buckled as Matt’s heated mouth descended on his prick.
“Will you be good, pet? Remember the rules.”
“No coming without your permission,” Jordie murmured.
“Very good.” Matt took his prick into his mouth, and the sight of Matt bobbing his head up and down, and the unbelievable sensation of his tongue and lips, pushed Jordie to the edge. Not wanting to disappoint Matt, Jordie held his orgasm back, no matter how hard it was.
On the verge of coming, Matt drew his mouth away from Jordie’s shaft. Jordie growled in frustration, making Matt chuckle.
“You’re so impatient, baby.”
“You’re so cruel.”
“But you love me cruel.”
“I love you,” Jordie said simply, cheeks pink.
A knowing smile crept on Matt’s lips. “Ditto. Will you get me ready, baby?”
“You know my answer will always be yes.”
Matt moved his body up and carefully straddled Jordie’s face. Placing his hands on the headboard for balance, Matt slowly pushed his dick into Jordie’s waiting mouth. Having given Matt a blowjob multiple times, Jordie was proud of himself from no longer gagging at Matt’s impressive cock. Jordie kept his gaze trained on Matt’s while Matt fucked his mouth. He felt Matt grow steel-hard in moments inside him before pulling out.
“I want to finish in you,” Matt said.
Jordie wanted that, too. Matt got off him, and pulled the drawer beside the bed open to take out some lube and a clean washcloth. Watching his mate, Jordie realized how incredibly lucky he was to have Matt. He hadn’t counted on Zack being open to their relationship, too.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Matt asked, frowning as he took position between Jordie’s legs.
“Before you came into my life, I never really believed in happy endings.”
Matt grinned. “I didn’t believe in mates either, and you made one mistake.”
Jordie raised one eyebrow. “What?”
“This isn’t an end, only the beginning of the rest of our lives together.”
Hell, Jordie swore he wouldn’t tear up. He swallowed the lump in his throat. Something threatened to burst its way out of his chest. When he came back to Darkfall, he felt like a failure, but it seemed all the answers he’d been looking for was here.
“Matt, ride me hard. Please, I want to feel you inside me.”
“You got me at ‘please,’” Matt planted Jordie’s legs above his shoulders. Uncapping the lube, Matt wet his fingers before applying a generous amount inside Jordie’s hole. Sliding one digit in, Matt curled, making Jordie whimper. Matt put a second digit, then a third in, widening Jordie for his access.
“Matt.”
“Patience, baby.” Matt planted a kiss on his glistening tip. Jordie moaned, clutching at his restraints with his fingers. He always loved being tied up at Matt’s hands and the illusion he had to take what Matt wanted to give. It was an illusion, because Matt would never push or hurt him for real.
Matt began finger-fucking him, stretching his hole for his access. Although Matt and he made love the night before, Jordie longed to feel Matt’s prick in him again. Taking out his fingers from his opening, Matt positioned his cock head. Not pushing in right away, Matt teased Jordie’s puckered hole with his tip.
“Matt, please.”
That did the trick. Matt pushed all the way in without pause, until he was balls deep inside Jordie. Jordie dug his fingers into the leather, groaning at the burn of his entry, but he knew it would feel good in a second. Blanketing his body over Jordie’s, Matt gripped his hips and began thrusting in and out of him. Jordie groaned as Matt picked up speed, the force of his strokes making the entire bed vibrate.
Matt claimed his lips. Jolts of pleasure hit Jordie’s chest and groin. Jordie’s dick was so close to exploding. Pistoning in and out of him, Matt went faster and deeper, reducing them both to pants. Shifting angle, Matt entered him quickly, hitting his sweet spot. Gasping, Jordie’s eyes flew wide open. Matt’s hand wandered between their bodies and began working his shaft, gliding his hand up and down Jordie’s length.
“That’s it, baby. Give it to me,” Matt said against his ear.
Matt slammed inside Jordie one more time and the pressure building inside Jordie broke open. Seeing stars, Jordie gasped as the room fell away. Coming hard, he exploded all over Matt’s hand, spraying some cum over Matt’s ribs and stomach.
“Fuck.” Matt hammered several more times into Jordie before reaching climax and emptying his warm and sticky load inside Jordie’s ass. He collapsed on top of him. Smiling sheepishly at his mate, Jordie closed his eyes, enjoying the aftermath of the mind-blowing orgasm. He felt Matt get off him minutes later. Releasing his wrists, Matt took each hand and kissed the marks left behind by the belt. Matt picked up the wash cloth and cleaned them both.
Feeling the cloth on his dick, Jordie groaned, embarrassed his cock twitched back to life.
“Let’s have round two in the shower,” Matt suggested, offering his hand.
Jordie closed his fingers around Matt’s and let Matt lead him to the bathroom.
“Fuck, I’m hard again. Face the wall, baby.”
Jordie obeyed, planting his palms above his hand and spreading his legs for support. He heard Matt pumping his cock behind him. Feeling Matt press his head against his entrance, Jordie groaned. Still slick with Matt’s cum, Matt entered him without any problem. Groaning, Jordie rubbed his own thickening dick against the cold tiles. Fast or slow, rough or tender, he couldn’t get enough of Matt.
“Your ass feels fucking amazing, Jordie. I’m going to wear you out until you can’t hardly walk in the morning.”
Turned on by Matt’s dirty talk, Jordie groaned, feeling Matt’s hand closing above his wrists.
“Fuck me, baby. Make me fly again,” Jordie pleaded.
Matt kissed the side of his neck. “As my mate pleases.”
This time, Matt fucked him slow and steady, making Jordie aware of every loving thrust. “I want you to fall asleep, with my cum in your ass,” Matt whispered, making him shiver. “When you wake up, my cock will be buried in you.”
“God,” Jordie uttered, nearly climaxing on the spot.
“Good boy. Hold it in for me.” Matt fucked him faster, fingers deliciously digging into Jordie’s hips. Eventually, Matt reached for his dick and began pumping Jordie. “Come for me again, baby.”
Head reeling, Jordie screamed out Matt’s name. It didn’t take long for Matt to follow. Slamming into Jordie’s waiting ass a couple more times, Matt exploded inside him. They stayed like that for a moment, with Matt wrapping his arms around Jordie. Recovering, Matt hit the shower, letting the hot water cascade on both of them. They helped soap, wash, and towel each other.
Afterward, they slid back into Matt’s bed. Jordie liked how Matt automatically reached out for him and tucked him against his huge body. Snuggling comfortably against Matt, Jordie sighed. Who needed a blanket, when he had Matt? Knowing what tomorrow would bring, Jordie fell into a dreamless sleep, a smile on his lips.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Felicia Fern works as a graphic designer during the day, and loves penning erotic romance at night. A sadist who loves watching her heroes and heroines break their backs trying to earn their happy endings, Fel likes throwing in the occasional dash of the unknown to the usual romantic concoction. Her favorite pairings include MM and ménage, and she favors the paranormal.
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