With a Wolf’s Support

by Charlie Richards

  His mate’s movement caused light stimulating friction to Leo’s trapped erection. He moaned, which opened his mouth. When Jerry touched the end of the chili dog to his lips, Leo obeyed his sexy human.

  The sweetness of the relish burst across his tongue, combining with the spiciness of the mustard, the smoothness of the chili, and the flavor of the beef and bun. It took every bit of his control to chew and swallow, especially when he watched Jerry bring the dog to his own mouth and take a bite. On top of that, his mate continued to hold his gaze through the whole process—oh, and Jerry rocked his hips ever-so-slightly.

  “Jerry!” Leo whined as soon as his mouth was empty.

  Jerry responded by returning the dog to Leo’s mouth. Knowing what was expected, Leo took another bite... a big one, because he wanted—hell, needed—the food to be finished damn fast.

  Before taking another bite of his own, Jerry whispered, “Gotta eat, or we won’t have the strength we need for a very fun afternoon and evening.”

  Leo loved the sound of that. “Hell yeah,” he muttered as soon as he could, then he took the last bite of the dog, nipping Jerry’s fingers in the process. When Jerry picked up the second chili dog and took the first bite, Leo moaned. “Gods, it’s so fucking sexy the way you eat.”

  Grinning around his mouthful, Jerry fed Leo another bite. It didn’t take them long to polish off the second chili dog. Then Jerry lifted the glass of bubbling liquid that contained a straw. He guided it to Leo’s mouth, and Leo obliged by taking a sip. The sweet tang of Sprite—Jerry’s drink of choice—burst across his tongue.

  All the while Jerry had been feeding Leo, he’d kept up a light rocking. Or that could have been Leo and his hands on Jerry’s hips. He couldn’t let his little man go... not now that he had him where he wanted him—warm and willing against him.

  Finally, Jerry placed the cup back on the tray.

  Leo’s patience broke. He didn’t give him time to grab anything else. Instead, he slid his hands around and cradled the globes of Jerry’s ass in each palm. Planting his feet, he rutted his hips up while pulling Jerry tighter against him.

  Jerry gasped, and unable to resist the allure of his mate’s sweet mouth, Leo leaned forward and captured it with his own. Thrusting his tongue into Jerry’s mouth, he lapped at his mate’s slick appendage. Leo fed his lover a groan as his balls began to tingle and tighten.

  It had been too long, and his control was shot. As soon as Leo felt Jerry’s arms wind around his neck, his testicles contracted. Moaning into Jerry’s mouth, reveling in the feel of his human plastered against him, warm and pliant in his arms, Leo gave himself over to his need.

  Leo’s orgasm swelled through his system. Sweet bliss swamped his senses. His cock unloaded, throbbing and twitching, filling his crotch with his seed.

  Continuing to rock against Jerry, Leo relished the aftershocks. Suddenly, Jerry broke the kiss and buried his face against Leo’s neck. He whimpered as he shook in Leo’s hold, and the salty scent of his mate’s release flooded the air.

  Growling with his pleasure, Leo stilled his movements. He forced his fingers to ease their grip. Lightly massaging one cheek, he skimmed his left hand up Jerry’s back, gently tracing over the knobs of his spine.

  “Gods, Jer,” Leo mumbled, his voice rough even to his own ears. “That was the sexiest fucking thing... ever.” Feeling the wet, seed-soaked material around his still-hard dick, Leo chuckled huskily. “Love that you get me so hot I can’t even think long enough to take our clothes off.”

  Jerry giggled softly against Leo’s shirt. “Are you gonna make it a habit of messing up my pants?”

  Loving that sound, Leo dipped his head and nibbled at Jerry’s neck as he whispered, “Probably. That okay with you?”

  Lifting his head, Jerry met his gaze. He swallowed hard enough to cause his Adam’s apple to bob before he stated, “Only if you help clean up.”

  Leo growled as he grinned. From the way Jerry’s eyes widened, he knew he sported a feral, hungry look. “Hell yeah, baby.”

  Without waiting for a response from Jerry, Leo returned his grip to his mate’s hips. He rocked forward, but instead of standing, he immediately sank to his knees. Taking his human with him, Leo urged Jerry to sprawl on the rug before the fire.

  “Stay right there, baby,” Leo ordered. “While I go grab lube.”

  Jerry nodded, a satisfied smile curving his lips. He even went so far as to put his hands behind his head and spread his legs a little. The move put his lean, toned body on magnificent display, the wet spot on the front of his jeans drawing Leo’s attention to his trapped, still-hard dick.

  Moaning, Leo muttered, “Gods, you’re a minx.”

  As Leo crossed to the fire and added a couple more logs, he noticed the way Jerry nibbled his lower lip and how his scent of satisfaction suddenly became tinged by uncertainty. Not liking that in the least little bit, Leo dropped to one knee beside his shoulder and rested his hand near Jerry’s head.

  After pressing a swift, hard kiss to Jerry’s lips, Leo lifted his head and stated, “Just so you know, I like that about you.” He kissed Jerry again before winking and adding, “Very much.”

  Relief filled Leo when he once again scented renewed pleasure and arousal from Jerry. After giving his mate another kiss, he rose again. Leo strode swiftly to his bedroom and yanked open his nightstand drawer. Even as he grabbed the lube, he prayed he wasn’t jumping the gun. Just because Jerry had finally come to him, had acknowledged their connection, Leo didn’t know if that meant he was ready to bond.

  Please be ready to bond.

  Leo took a deep, settling breath, mentally vowing to go at whatever speed Jerry wanted. Then he hurried back to the living room. When he reached there, Leo nearly swallowed his tongue.

  In the short time he’d been out of the room, Jerry had stripped completely. His sexy mate lay sprawled just where he’d left him, sans clothes, and with his legs splayed. With his hands back behind his head, Jerry peered at Leo from beneath his lashes. He had just the faintest of treasure trails beneath his belly button which led to a carefully trimmed thatch of curls and a long, slender prick—both of which were still covered with dabs of Jerry’s cum.

  Leo’s mouth watered.

  “Oh, baby,” Leo whispered, dropping the lube on the rug nearby as he reached for the hem of his shirt. “Please tell me you’re ready to be mine.”

  Jerry smiled sweetly. “I’m ready to be yours, mate.”

  On a moan, Leo stripped.

  Chapter Ten

  Jerry watched with bated breath as Leo revealed his body to him. He’d seen the man without a shirt plenty of times over the last few days. Finally, he would see the rest of him.

  His breath hitching, Jerry swallowed hard as Leo carefully parted his damp fly, revealing his long, thick cock. He guessed the shifter to be in the nine-inch range with plenty of girth. Jerry’s asshole clenched as anticipation filled him.

  Never before had he wanted a dick in his ass, but right then, he couldn’t think of anything he wanted more.

  Leo bending and shoving off his jeans broke Jerry’s view of his gorgeous erection. Returning his focus to his lover’s face, he swallowed hard, trying to get some saliva to his suddenly dry throat. The look of desire, of need, that practically glowed in Leo’s eyes took Jerry’s breath away.

  This shifter doesn’t just want me—he craves me.

  A feeling of warmth bloomed in Jerry’s chest. While he thought it was too early to love the man that lowered to his hands and knees and crawled between his legs, he knew he was well on his way. Reaching for the man, Jerry allowed his emotions to bleed through onto his face.

  Leo met Jerry’s gaze and moaned. “Jerry,” he crooned before lowering his head and licking a stripe up Jerry’s erection. He hummed. “So damn good.”

  Jerry gasped, his hands clenching in Leo’s thick dirty-blond hair. “Leo!”

  No one had ever offered to suck Jerry’s
dick before, and the hot, warm swipes of Leo’s tongue caused his abdominals to clench, and tingles erupted over his chest. His nipples beaded, and his breath caught in his throat.

  The sensation was decadent, thrilling his body and sending a haze of bliss over his senses. Groaning and arching, he shuddered and twitched. Unable to help himself, he tightened his hold in Leo’s hair as he whimpered his lover’s name mixed with pleas, but for what, he didn’t know.

  “I got you, my sweet,” Leo crooned, the sound vibrating Jerry’s balls. “Just let go and feel.” Then he swiped his tongue over his soft sack, and Jerry could do nothing but obey.

  His balls pulled tight, his orgasm blindsiding him. Leo must have been expecting it, for he wrapped his lips around Jerry’s crown even before his first shot burst from him. His lover’s gentle sucks to his flared flesh ripped a scream from Jerry’s throat as he came... and came.

  Jerry soared on heady waves of endorphins as Leo continued to pleasure his groin. It wasn’t until his shifter eased off his cock that Jerry realized the man also had a finger—wait, no two—in his ass. He clenched on instinct.

  “Easy, my mate,” Leo rumbled huskily. “Stay relaxed for me.”

  As Leo spoke, he rubbed against that pleasure-inducing bump that so few had bothered to find. Jerry gasped as fiery tingles shot through his rectum. Leo didn’t just glance off it, either... he worked it—massaging, bumping, and nudging. Goose bumps broke out over his groin, heat spiraling through him, causing his arousal to surge once more.

  “L-Leo,” Jerry whined. “H-How?”

  Jerry wasn’t certain what he was asking, but Leo seemed to understand.

  “That’s the way, Jer,” Leo urged, nuzzling his hard dick with his nose. “Gonna slide a third one in now. Push out.” Then he wrapped his lips around Jerry’s crown, suckling lightly as he lapped his tongue over his glans.

  Holy shit! How can I be hard again?

  Leo chuckled around his mouthful, peering at him with smug satisfaction in his eyes. He popped off just long enough to mutter, “We’ve been dancing around each other for days, my mate. We’re both on edge with our need. We’ll both be ready to go many times this night.” Then he stuck out his tongue and tickled Jerry’s frenulum before tipping his head and lightly sucking on the bit of wrinkled flesh.

  Jerry vaguely realized he’d asked the question out loud, but he was immediately swamped with waves of ecstasy that shut down any hope of thought. Even the increased stretch to his chute didn’t ease his burgeoning need. His desire swelled again, and his thighs trembled.

  “L-Leo,” Jerry cried, uncertainty flooding him. The blood in his body felt as if it burned through his veins, and the muscles in his limbs shook. Never had he experienced anything even close to what surged through him, and he didn’t know how to respond. “P-Please. I-I—Leo?”

  “You’re okay, Jer,” Leo crooned after easing off Jerry’s dick. “Take slow deep breaths for me.”

  As Leo spoke, he slipped his fingers out of Jerry’s channel. Levering over him, Leo rested his weight on his left hand as he gripped Jerry’s upper thigh with his right. Leo peered down at him with an intense gaze.

  “Remember to push out, sweetheart,” Leo reminded as he nudged his cock against Jerry’s hole, which suddenly felt oddly empty. “It’ll help you stay relaxed and more comfortable.”

  Wish someone had told me that years ago.

  “Hey.” Leo bussed a kiss to the corner of Jerry’s mouth, redrawing his focus. “Stay with me. Focus on me.”

  Jerry opened eyelids he hadn’t realized he’d closed. Staring up into Leo’s hazel eyes, he found a gleam of concern there. Lines of strain filled the shifter’s features as he held his position.

  “If you’re not ready, baby. We’ll wait. We’ll spend the evening pleasing each other in other ways.” Leo made the offer, but Jerry could see the torment in his eyes. “Your needs come first. Always.”

  Jerry knew Leo believed his words. He also realized the shifter would do it. Even though he had his hard dick poised at Jerry’s entrance, he would pull away.

  As much as Jerry feared that feeling Leo’s dick inside his body would bring back all his memories of others, he knew he needed this. On top of that, Jerry wanted what Leo offered. He wanted to be Leo’s mate... in all ways.

  “Take me, Leo,” Jerry blurted out.

  “Are you certain?”

  Nodding, Jerry slid his hands down Leo’s skull to his neck, then to his shoulders. He massaged Leo’s flesh, admiring his strength. His resolve firmed as he peered into his lover’s worried gaze, and he knew he was making the right choice.

  “I’m certain, my mate,” Jerry replied, loving the way Leo’s face flushed and his eyes dilated even more when he said that word. Lifting his right leg, Jerry hitched it over Leo’s waist. “Please. I need you.”

  Leo moaned, the sound deep and rough. “As I need you.”

  Jerry reveled in Leo’s words, hearing the deep ring of truth in them. This shifter would do anything for him. He fully intended to return that gift.

  Feeling the pressure of Leo’s crown against his hole, Jerry pushed out. He focused on breathing and on his lover’s face. To his surprise, the stretch wasn’t like he remembered... or maybe that was because of who he was with.

  “Yes, baby,” Leo said on a groan. His eyes narrowed, and beads of sweat broke out on his brow. He continued to ease into Jerry, slow and steady. “Feel so good,” he muttered brokenly as he began withdrawing. Before Leo’s prick slipped out, he reversed again, pushing back into him. “Jerry!”

  Jerry tightened his hold on Leo’s shoulders, pulling him close. “Yes, Leo.” He held his lover’s gaze. “I need you in me. Make me yours.”

  “You’re mine,” Leo vowed, growling as he narrowed his eyes. “Never doubt that.”

  With those words, Leo began moving in earnest. He pushed in and pulled out, speeding up, and with each glide, he rubbed over Jerry’s prostate. When Jerry opened his mouth on a groan of pleasure, Leo captured his lips, swallowing the noise and feeding him some moans of his own.

  Clinging to Leo, Jerry gave himself over to everything Leo made him feel. His body hummed, his blood fired through him, and his dick throbbed. Jerry rocked into each of Leo’s thrusts, digging his heels into his lover’s back.

  On a whine, Leo broke the kiss. He moved his mouth to Jerry’s neck where it met his shoulder. Sucking and laving over the flesh there, Leo caused a new wave of tingles to erupt down Jerry’s torso.

  “L-Leo!” Jerry cried, feeling his balls begin to tighten once more. “Oh, god!”

  “Do it,” Leo snarled as he began grunting with each thrust, vocalizing his own enjoyment. “Do it now. Show me you’re mine.”

  When Leo moved his hand from Jerry’s left thigh and slipped it between them to grip his dick, Jerry could do nothing but obey. He arched his neck, crying his shifter’s name as his dick unloaded once more. Dark spots danced behind Jerry’s eyes as his body struggled to process the ecstasy Leo offered him.

  “Mine!” Leo roared as he shoved deep and froze.

  Jerry gasped as wet heat filled him deep inside. He moaned, his chute still clenching and releasing spastically from his own release. Never had he felt so connected to another.

  “Yours,” he whispered, unable to keep the word inside.

  Leo moaned again, then sank his teeth into the flesh he’d been working.

  A spike of pain stabbed through Jerry’s shoulder, and he opened his mouth to gasp. In the next instant, the most amazing zings of ecstasy crashed through him. The spots behind his eyes spread, and his last thought was, what the hell just happened?

  Moaning softly, Jerry struggled to get his eyes to open. He became aware of a warm hand rubbing over his stomach before he managed it. Smiling, he let out a long, relaxed sigh.

  Jerry found his focus on the fireplace. He was lying on his side, Leo spooned up behind him. The heat of the flames warmed his naked front wh
ile his lover did the same to his back.

  “Mmm, welcome back.” Leo nipped his neck over where he’d bitten, causing the hairs on Jerry’s nape to stand on end. “I was getting worried.”

  “Sorry,” Jerry whispered, sorting through his thoughts. “How long was I out?”

  “About fifteen minutes.” Leo slid his hand up Jerry’s chest to cradle his jaw. He used the hold to get Jerry to turn his head. When they’re gazes clashed, Leo grinned. “Of course, driving you unconscious with bliss”—he winked—”definitely a stroke to my ego.”

  Jerry laughed softly. “I bet.” He glanced down at himself. “You already cleaned me up?”

  Not only were all traces of the seed he’s spilled on himself gone, but his groin and thighs felt dry.

  “I did.” Leo nuzzled his neck, licking and suckling gently. “I wanted you to be comfortable when you woke.”

  Clenching his chute experimentally, Jerry realized he felt stretched in a way he’d never before imagined. He liked it. He also liked the fact that he could feel Leo’s seed shifting inside him when he clenched and released, telling him he still carried something of the man with him.

  “Thank you, Jer,” Leo whispered into his ear.

  Jerry turned his attention back to Leo. Seeing the sincerity in the shifter’s eyes, he smiled at him. He wiggled a little in Leo’s hold, moving to his back, then he wrapped his arms around Leo’s neck.

  Pulling at Leo, Jerry enjoyed how his lover allowed him to draw him close. He pressed a kiss to Leo’s lips, then skimmed his right hand into the shifter’s thick hair. Tugging gently, Jerry used the hold to put a little space between their faces so he could focus more fully.

  “Thank you, too, Leo,” Jerry whispered. “You’re an amazing man. Patient. Kind. Loving.” He sighed deeply, doing his best not to give in to the feeling that he didn’t deserve the man. “You’ve done so much for me, and I’ll never be able to repay that, but I want to spend my life with you trying.”