Around them the air seemed to shimmy, grow taut with sexual tension. Jarrod shook his hand. The electricity he’d felt in the store returned, zinging up his arm. He dropped the hand as if it’d burned him. “Jarrod.” Glancing over at the bar area, he noticed a couple of chairs had opened up at one of the nearby cocktail tables. “Mind if we go sit?” Before I melt here on the spot from your gorgeous brilliance?
“Sure. Lead the way.”
Jarrod resumed his walk to the bar, this time fully aware of everything around him, most especially how he felt like Tex was acutely focused on him. Although the attention unnerved him, he couldn’t say he disliked it.
“So,” he said as he took one of the seats. “Tex, is it? Cool name. Kind of like Sting or Madonna?” Jarrod wanted to shrink to the size of an ant. What kind of questions were those? He hadn’t blathered such awkward nonsense since his senior year of high school.
Tex chuckled. “Yeah. Guess you can say that.” He motioned to a waitress and called out, “Two IPAs.” With a questioning look at Jarrod, he asked, “That okay with you?”
The take charge, commanding attitude Tex sported stole Jarrod’s breath. Unable to speak, he nodded.
Once the waitress brought the drinks over, Tex settled back in the chair, stretched out his long legs and set his gaze back on Jarrod’s. “Sorry about the other day in the store. Had a lot on my mind and you caught me off guard.”
The intensity of his focus seemed to suck more air out of Jarrod’s lungs. He forced himself to concentrate on taking a couple of deep breaths, which rewarded him with the beach scents again. “It’s no problem. I was blocking the way.” He glanced around the establishment trying to figure out where the smells were coming from.
“You okay, Jarrod?”
“Uh, yeah. I just thought I smelled something that didn’t quite fit in with the way things are in here.”
“I get that. Can I ask what it was that you thought you smelled?”
Jarrod told him about the time he and his buddies had gone to Cancun for spring break his freshman year of college. When Tex smiled during the story, the fragrances of hot sand, barbeque, lemonade and suntan lotion swirled around him and became more robust. The same as what’d happened in the store. “Huh, that’s odd.”
“What’s odd?” Tex leaned forward, peering intently at Jarrod.
“The scents. I’m experiencing the same now as I had in the store when I first saw you.”
Tex nodded and a knowing glint lit his eyes as a wolfish grin spread across his face. “Interesting.” He sucked down the rest of the beer. “So what did bring you down to BFE Nevada?” He ran his tongue over his lush bottom lip.
Every nerve ending in Jarrod’s body sizzled. He hadn’t expected the desire for Tex to be so strong, twisting his gut, creating a throbbing need for him that made his cock rock hard. He also hadn’t expected to feel so connected to him, as if he’d known him for years upon years as opposed to mere minutes. Before he knew it, he was telling Tex everything—from the trip as kids, to dragging his brother back to the canyon, the abduction and him taking off with Gabe.
“Now I’m here, enjoying the last couple days of my stay, wanting to have some drinks and fun,” Jarrod finished, holding up his beer.
Tex clinked his bottle against Jarrod’s. “Cheers to you. I’m glad you stuck around. Gave me a chance to run into you again. Literally.” He snickered. “You know something’? I really want to kiss you.”
“Yeah? I have to say I’ve been thinking a lot about kissing you, too, if I ever saw you again. Actually…” Heat filled his cheeks and he wondered if Tex could see the pink in the low light of the bar area. “I’ve been thinking about doing a lot more when it comes to you.”
“Yeah? So what are we doin’ hanging around here?”
A gentle shift of Tex’s body made Jarrod want to be as close to the man as possible. “I don’t know.” His lips tingled with fantasies of making out and fucking Tex, but his instincts continued to ding. Regardless of the cautions, though, he wanted to grab Tex and have that fling Cameron suggested he should have. He smiled. “How about we go up to my room and continue this conversation over more drinks?”
“How about?” Tex stood and tossed a couple of bills on the table.
Jarrod rose on shaky legs. As much as he wanted a fling with the tall, sexy god, a deep, primal part of him felt they were meant for something more profound. What would happen if they were only together the one night, having slaked their desires for each other, and then part ways forever? The thought troubled him.
But what would life be without risks?
He led Tex to his room.
* * * *
The moment they entered the room, Tex slammed the door closed and spun Jarrod around. He’d had enough of the small talk and waiting to be alone with him. Taking command of the situation, he pushed the human he couldn’t get out of his mind for the past day up against the wall, held Jarrod’s arms and shoved his leg in between Jarrod’s to pin him in place. He crushed his mouth to Jarrod’s, kissing him hard and releasing all his pent up passion. His wet tongue probing the man’s mouth, Tex realized it wasn’t a very nice, easy-going first kiss, especially with the hesitation and tentativeness he felt from his partner, so he pulled back.
Jarrod’s breaths came in heavy puffs. Fear clouded his expression and tinged the mate scent pouring off of him, souring the smell. The man seemed skittish, almost shy about the potential of their encounter. Tex wasn’t sure if he should be offended or turned on.
“Are you afraid of me?” Tex asked, hoping the answer would be a resounding no.
“No.” Jarrod offered a weak smile. “Just… Just nervous.”
“Nervous?” Tex couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Where’d the confidence this guy had in the bar go? “You’re acting more like you’re a maiden about to be taken for the first time than a grown ass man who picked up another dude in a casino’s bar.”
Color rushed to Jarrod’s face. “Well…”
Wary about the shift in the situation, unease teased Tex’s senses, made his wolf hunch down with caution. “I thought you said you’ve been with a man before. Down in Mexico?”
“I have…” Jarrod’s gaze darted around on points behind Tex. “In ways. But I’ve never actually fucked a guy.”
Tex growled low in his throat, fighting back his human side’s urge to turn tail and leave so he wouldn’t have to deal with inexperience and his wolf’s need to spring on the fresh prey, have his way with him and make him totally his. His beast won. “The hell. You tellin’ me I’m gonna have some virgin ass?”
Jarrod continued to glance around as if looking for an escape. “I, um, guess so?”
He grabbed Jarrod’s chin. “Look at me.” Once Jarrod’s gaze settled on his, he said, “There’s nothing to fear. I won’t do anything to hurt you. I’m honored I’m the one to pop your ass cherry, and we’ll take that moment when it comes as fast or slow as you need to keep you comfortable.” He lightly kissed Jarrod’s mouth. “Would it help to know I experienced something similar? In regard to smelling things around you?”
“Really? How so?”
The apprehension that’d been lingering in Jarrod’s eyes lifted. Tex wanted to smile and jump back into kissing him, forgetting the rest of the conversation, but he also didn’t want to scare him off. “Since you’ve been around, I’ve been thinking of my grandmother’s cooking.”
“She a good cook?”
“The best. Her tamales rocked as did her ceviche and carne guisada.”
“Did? She gone?”
Tex shrugged. “Don’t know. I haven’t seen my family in over a cen … years.”
“I’m sorry. I know what it’s like to miss your family.” Jarrod softly kissed Tex’s cheek then lips.
Desire rushed through Tex, and his wolf clawed at his insides. It’d seemed like ages that he’d waited to have his mate’s body close, in his arms. He loosened his grip on Jarrod and moved his knee, letting Jarrod
relax. Tex clasped the back of Jarrod’s head and fed his fingers through his silky locks of blond hair. His sexual yearning for Jarrod transformed into an animalistic frenzy of primal need. Never had he been so attracted to someone. He never wanted to lose Jarrod, but he knew they still had a lot of stuff to learn about each other, stuff that might estrange the two of them, like the fact that he was an immortal, cursed shifter.
But if Jarrod were truly his mate, they’d stay together no matter what.
Tex returned the kiss, moving his hands up and down Jarrod’s back and pressing his lips upon his in a demanding manner. He swept out his tongue and forced Jarrod to open his mouth. Salty and spicy, almost nacho like. Just what he’d wanted a taste of the other day. Wanting to devour him, he trailed his lips down Jarrod’s neck.
Jarrod cupped the back of Tex’s head not seeming to mind the rough way Tex’s beard scratched him.
Well, at least if I can’t mark and claim him with my bite, I can do it with my stubble.
Tex pulled at his shirt, tugging it up and over the man’s head, while Jarrod did the same to him. Their mouths reconnected. A soft moan came from Jarrod and Tex had to agree. There was something magical about the way their lips felt against each other, and their skin, chest against chest, rubbing together. Though, the way he had to bend his neck, it started to crick and detract his attention.
Continuing to keep the kiss going, Tex lifted Jarrod a couple inches off the floor, turned and carried him over to the bed.
Jarrod pulled away. “Crap, dude. You’re strong.”
“What can I say?” Indeed. What could he say? He housed the spirit of an animal and that gave him abilities more powerful than being a regular mortal? He wasn’t about to ruin the moment, so he went with a quick, standard answer. “I lift weights in the gym.” He pushed Jarrod onto the bed, unfastened his pants and freed him of the rest of his clothes.
He stood for a moment and admired the man on the bed. The dream he’d had of the stranger he’d met in the store was pretty damn near on point. Except real life Jarrod happened to be a bit thicker.
Lucky me.
“Your turn,” Jarrod said. “I’ve showed you mine. Now show me yours.”
Smiling, Tex shimmied his body out of the rest of his outfit. Free from its confines, his cock bobbed.
Jarrod’s gaze widened as it landed on Tex’s shaft, then it swept back up to Tex’s face. “Come here,” Jarrod requested in a soft, purr-like tone of voice.
More than happy to oblige, he climbed over Jarrod and stretched out along him. He clasped their dicks together and rolled his hips. Each stroke of his cock against Jarrod’s satiny length made his breath quicken. Fingers traced the subtle nuances of his back. Hands caressed their way up to his shoulders.
“I love feeling your weight on top of me, Tex, your heat. It’s strange. I know we just met, but I feel safe with you.”
In answer to Jarrod’s statement, Tex kissed him again, pleased how the man surrendered once more to his mouth’s demand.
Jarrod smoothed his hands down Tex’s back to his ass, where he squeezed his glutes and trailed a finger in the cleft the muscles made.
Thoughts about Jarrod’s sexy, full-lipped mouth around his hard cock invaded his mind. Licking. Sucking. Would he swallow his load? Or should he save his release for Jarrod’s virgin ass? Either way, Tex realized he needed to be inside his mate and soon.
He removed his mouth from Jarrod’s, shifted down his body a few inches and kissed his chest. “I want…” Tex lapped Jarrod’s firm nipple. “I want…”
“Yes, Tex?” The blond sounded all breathy and that was almost enough to drive Tex wild.
Usually he had no issues forcing someone to do what he wanted. But for some reason with Jarrod, it was different. Almost like I don’t want to take advantage of the guy. “All I can think about right now is putting my cock in your mouth.” He paused, holding his breath, waiting for Jarrod’s answer.
Jarrod scooted out from under him and sat up. “Roll onto your back.”
“Yeah?”
With a nod, Jarrod positioned himself near Tex’s legs and when Tex settled onto his back, Jarrod situated himself between Tex’s knees. Lightly grasping Tex’s shaft, Jarrod licked the length then circled the tip of his tongue under the head’s rim.
When Jarrod popped the top of Tex’s cock into his mouth, Tex let out a hard sigh. That’s what I’ve been waiting for. And when Jarrod sucked down the whole length, his dick pulsed from the hot, wet suction. With each pull and tug, Tex couldn’t help but think Jarrod was working his own kind of magic on him. A heaviness settled in his balls.
He tugged on Jarrod’s hair. “I want your ass. Now.”
Jarrod slurped off and stared up at him. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. Fear flashed in his gaze. “Um… Okay. Just a sec.” He rose from the bed and went to the nightstand.
Tex wondered what he was doing until he saw a familiar blue box and a flip-top bottle.
“Cameron left me these.” Jarrod held up the condom box and the lube. “Figured I might need them if I took his advice to ‘have some fun’.”
“Smart brother.” Tex grinned. “Come here and get on all fours. Taking you from behind will be the best way to pop your cherry.”
Though he seemed hesitant, Jarrod did as Tex suggested, dropping the items near Tex and moving to the middle of the bed on his hands and knees.
After opening the lube bottle, Tex coated his fingers and then drizzled some on Jarrod’s puckered hole.
“You’ll be careful with me, right?”
“Yes,” Tex replied. “Trust me. You’re going to enjoy this.” Not wanting to prolong things any longer, he ran a slick finger between Jarrod’s butt cheeks then pressed it upon the hole. “Breathe and remain calm. That’ll help.”
Once Jarrod took in a couple of breaths, Tex pushed his finger into Jarrod’s tight anus. His cock jumped in anticipation of feeling the tight rings. When Jarrod’s sphincter muscles relaxed, he slid in a second finger.
“Oooh.” Jarrod clenched the bedsheets.
“You okay?”
The man sucked in another breath. “Yeah, it kinda burned at first, but not for long. It’s actually starting to feel good now.”
Tex worked Jarrod’s asshole. In and out, slow then fast. When Jarrod moaned and released his grip on the sheets, Tex knew it was time. “I’m gonna roll a condom on and then slide my cock into your glorious, tight ass.”
“Mmmm…”
Faster than he’d ever sheathed and lubed himself before, Tex prepared his dick, then positioned himself at Jarrod’s anus. Elation surged through him as he tried not to outright thrust into the man and pound both of them senseless. Minutes passed as he carefully and slowly nudged his cock into the snug cavity. In a little then out. In some more and out but leaving the tip in. In a bit farther, sit and wait.
Soon the sounds he’d been hearing from Jarrod had changed from sharp painful grunts to low and smooth moans. His head had lifted from the bed and he’d started pressing his hips back toward him.
The moment he’d buried his whole cock into Jarrod’s ass and proceeded not to move, Tex’s gut clenched tight. Hot sparks shot from his crotch igniting his whole body in a sexual delirium. Then Jarrod rocked his hips a few times, and Tex’s hold on reality and his wolf slipped.
Mine, his wolf growled. Yes, he agreed and started to lose the fight against shifting his teeth into fangs and laying eternal claim to the man.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
Jarrod swung his head to gaze at him over his shoulder. “Oh my God, Tex. The feel of your big cock in my ass… Amazing.” He wiggled his butt. “I can’t believe I waited so long to do this.”
He liked what Jarrod had said and dug the way the muscles milked his cock. Tex thrust in and out, extracting more delightful sounds from Jarrod. “I’m happy you did. I love it that I’m your first.” And soon your only.
“Fuck me, Tex. Let me really feel you.”
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sp; “My pleasure.”
He wanted to be gentle, make sure Jarrod enjoyed his first time, but with his latest entreaty, Tex couldn’t hold back. Jackhammering Jarrod’s ass, he leaned forward and reached around. When he had Jarrod’s cock in hand, he stroked him in syncopated time to his plunging.
“Yes, Tex. Ah. Fuck. Yeah. Fuck me hard.”
Jarrod’s words were like music to his ears. Pressure in Tex’s balls built and screamed for release.
“Tex… I’m gonna… I’m gonna come.”
“Hold on for a moment. First, I want to bite you. Really taste you and lay claim to you by marking you. Make you mine for all eternity.”
“Mmm…” Jarrod pushed his ass back against Tex. “Rough and romantic. I’m yours however you want me. For tonight. For forever. Just keep fucking me.”
Maybe this isn’t the best way to go about things, Tex thought. But the compulsory need to satisfy himself and his beast was too much to handle. He let his canines elongate into fangs then bit into the meaty area between Jarrod’s spine and shoulder blade.
“Holy fuck, that stings!” Jarrod grunted and tried to pull away but couldn’t. “But, shit. It feels good, too. I can’t… I can’t hold on any longer.”
Tex sipped on the sweet liquid of Jarrod’s life force, retracted his teeth, then licked the blood off his back. The bleeding stopped leaving behind several puncture wounds. His mark. Jarrod was his.
“Now, Jarrod. Do it. Come for me.”
Moments later, warm liquid covered Tex’s hand. Knowing he’d brought Jarrod pleasure sent him into his own climax. Tex thrust several more times then came himself.
They dropped to the bed in a sweaty tangle of arms and legs.
“Is it always good like this?”
Tex understood that Jarrod meant anal sex. He wanted to tell him that from what he’d heard making love with a mate was always wonderful, especially when the claiming was part of the act, but he wasn’t prepared to share that bit of information yet. All he could say was, “It can be between the right people. Truthfully, that was the best lay I’ve ever had.” He kissed Jarrod’s shoulder, then pulled out and removed the condom, tossing it into the wastebasket near the nightstand.
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