Pete's Persuasion (2019 Reissue)

by Lavinia Lewis

  Pete smoothed his fingers over the lines on Tony’s forehead.

  “Hey, what’s got your brow in such a knot?”

  He placed a mug of steaming hot coffee on the table in front of him.

  “Oh, I’m just thinking about some things. You know…my job, my life back in New York.”

  Pete’s entire body stiffened and the easy smile left his lips.

  “Have you changed your mind about us?”

  “No. No, it’s nothing like that. It was just, well…” He sighed and raked a hand through his hair. “I have to think about what to do with my apartment if I’m going to be moving here to Texas and…”

  “You’d move here?” Pete asked, his eyes wide.

  Tony frowned. “Well…yeah. I mean, I thought that’s what you wanted.”

  Oh, God.

  Tony’s face filled with heat. Maybe Pete hadn’t wanted that after all.

  Perhaps he’d had some sort of long-distance relationship in mind or…

  “It is.” Pete’s face broke out into the widest smile Tony had seen on the man yet. “It’s exactly what I want. I just didn’t think it was what you wanted. I was prepared to come and live in New York.”

  Tony’s mouth hung open. “You would have done that for me?”

  “Of course,” Pete replied easily. “You’re my mate. I’d do anything for you. I’d follow you to the ends of the earth if I had to.”

  Tony’s words caught in his throat as he stared into Pete’s beautiful hazel eyes. There wasn’t a single thing he could have said that would best that so he didn’t say anything at all.

  Instead, he reached up with both hands, grabbed either side of Pete’s face then dragged him down for a kiss. Pete came willingly and when their lips touched, a fire ignited in Tony’s stomach.

  Pete licked along the seam of Tony’s lips before pushing his tongue inside forcefully. The moan that escaped Tony’s throat was swallowed by their hungry kiss. He fisted his hands in Pete’s hair and held him in place while he reacquainted himself with Pete’s taste and the depths of his mouth.

  All too soon Pete pulled back, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

  He rested his forehead against Tony’s.

  “We’d better stop now before this goes too far,” he said breathlessly.

  “What if I want it to go too far?” Tony stared into Pete’s eyes. “What if I want to taste you and feel your cock sliding in and out of my—”

  Tony didn’t get any further.

  His words were cut off by Pete’s mouth as it crushed against his, almost bruisingly. Teeth clashed and tongues dueled, then Tony was being lifted from the chair and pulled against Pete, their hard cocks pressed together between their bodies.

  “I want you,” Tony gasped out between heated kisses. “God, I want you so much. I want you to fuck me.”

  Coffee long forgotten, Pete grabbed Tony’s hand and pulled him from the room. He led them through the hall and upstairs to his bedroom. As soon as they got through the door, Tony’s mouth was taken again and the possession in the kiss sent a shiver of excitement racing down his spine. He hissed when Pete gripped his cock, kneading it through the thick material of his jeans.

  They ripped at each other’s clothing desperately and when they finally managed to remove their tops, they pressed their bare chests together, nipples hardening as soon as their overheated skin came into contact.

  Mouths fused together again, Pete slid his hands down Tony’s back until they reached his ass and he squeezed.

  “Need you naked,” Pete mumbled against Tony’s lips. “Can’t wait.”

  When they separated to remove their jeans, Pete’s eyes had shifted to their wolf form. The sight turned him on more than he ever would have thought possible.

  He let out a low moan.

  He felt desperate for Pete.

  He couldn’t understand it but in some primal way, he felt as if he wanted to be claimed by the man. Actually, it was far more than a mere want, it was a burning need. Where had that come from? He kicked off his shoes quickly but wasn’t having as much luck with the jeans.

  His shaky hands fumbled with the button and zipper and he cursed under his breath.

  Pete chuckled. “Let me help.”

  He tore at the button then slid a hand into Tony’s briefs and wrapped it around his cock before Tony had even nodded his agreement. He threw his head back and cried out as Pete’s hand fisted his cock firmly, jacking him with growing speed and intensity.

  He wanted to tell Pete to stop, to slow down so that he could savor the moment, but when their mouths met again, his brain short-circuited.

  Besides, he didn’t want Pete to stop or slow down. Not really.

  It felt too good.

  Pete pulled Tony’s jeans down his hips while he continued to stroke his cock and Tony couldn’t help the way he thrust his hips forward, fucking himself into Pete’s tight fist. But when Pete removed his hand, a whimper escaped through Tony’s lips.

  “Please…” he begged.

  Pete growled and walked around to the nightstand, pulling out a bottle of lube from one of the drawers.

  “Get on the bed.”

  Tony rushed to comply.

  He pulled his jeans the rest of the way off, his socks coming with them, then climbed on, kneeling in front of Pete. With the man’s cock right in front of his face, he couldn’t resist bending slightly and running his tongue up the length of it. One of Pete’s hands was fisted in his hair, the other slid back the foreskin of his cock and held it to Tony’s open mouth, tapping against his lips.

  “Suck me,” Pete ordered.

  Tony didn’t hesitate to obey.

  Tongue pressed against his bottom lip, he opened his mouth wider and took Pete’s cock inside, sucking on it greedily. Pete tightened the grip he had on Tony’s hair almost to the point of pain and thrust roughly into his mouth. Tony could do nothing but hold onto Pete’s hips and take it. His fingers bit into Pete’s thighs and pulled him closer, encouraging him to thrust.

  Pete followed his lead and rocked into his mouth, slowly at first, but then his movements got faster and harder until he was fucking Tony’s mouth without restraint.

  Tony was in seventh heaven.

  A strangled moan escaped his throat when Pete pulled out of his mouth then pushed him by the shoulders to lie back on the bed. No sooner than his head touched the pillow than Pete was on top of him, ravaging his mouth while his hips thrust against Tony’s. He touched him everywhere, the heat from his hands seeping into Tony’s skin like a brand.

  When their mouths separated so they could catch their breath, Pete kissed his way along Tony’s jaw, snaking his tongue out and dragging it across the stubble on his chin before licking a path down his throat. Tony shuddered, the pleasure making him arch his back as if silently begging for more.

  Pete’s teeth grazed along the vein in his neck.

  “Why do I want you to bite me there?” Tony blurted.

  The indefinable need for Pete to sink his teeth into his neck seemed to come out of nowhere, but Tony needed it like he needed air.

  “Jesus,” Pete breathed.

  He closed his eyes and took in a couple of deep breaths as if he was trying to calm down.

  “It’s natural to want that. It’s how wolves claim their mates. It would give me great pleasure, but I didn’t know if you’d feel the need for it, too.”

  Tony groaned, arched his back again then thrust his cock up, desperately grinding against Pete, their already sweat-soaked bodies easing the way.

  “I think I want that,” he choked out. “I think I need it.”

  Pete lifted his head then and met Tony’s gaze.

  The intensity and need burning in his eyes was something that couldn’t be faked.

  “If I bite you, it can’t be undone,” Pete said, his voice hoarse. “You’ll belong to me forever. You’ll be mine and mine alone.”

  Instead of causing him to panic as he might have thought it would, Pete�
��s explanation excited Tony.

  “I already am yours,” he said with conviction. “Please, Pete. I need it.”

  Pete ran his fingers gently over Tony’s cheek, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. He pressed a whisper of a kiss against his lips.

  “I’ll bite you when I fuck you,” he breathed. “Would you like that?”

  Tony nodded and thrust his hips again. “Then hurry up and fuck me.”

  Pete responded to the challenge in those words by grabbing hold of Tony’s legs and pushing them back against his chest, leaving Tony no choice but to hold them in place. The position left him exposed and when Pete’s tongue pressed against his entrance Tony cried out in surprise.

  “Yes,” he hissed. “Hurry, Pete, please.”

  Pete ignored his plea, raking his tongue back and forth before pressing it against his hole before pushing the tip inside. Tony was dimly aware of Pete reaching out and grabbing something from the nightstand and when he heard the pop of a lid opening, he clenched his muscles in anticipation.

  The sounds that filled the room, their breathing, the creaks of the bed and the squeeze of the bottle, delighted him. Then Pete’s tongue left his ass only to be replaced by a cold, lube-covered finger that was pushed inside him without preamble. He choked out a sob, his breath leaving his lungs in a loud exhale while his body tried to accommodate the incredible intrusion.

  When his muscles relaxed, the slight burn disappeared and he rocked his hips, trying to get Pete to thrust his finger deeper inside him, where he needed it most. Pete seemed to know exactly what it was he wanted because, after a few strokes in and out of his ass, he curled his finger and brushed against Tony’s prostate, causing a rush of sensations that spread through his groin and traveled up his spine.

  The noise that escaped Tony’s mouth was unlike any sound he’d heard himself make. It was filled with need and want—a desperate sound that he hadn’t known he was capable of making.

  When Pete’s finger withdrew from his ass, he whimpered and lifted his hips trying to get it back inside. He didn’t have to wait long. The delicious stretch soon returned when Pete pushed not one, but two fingers into him. Tony was so excited, so desperate and needy that he barely felt the extra thickness. His muscles stretched to accommodate them then clamped down, trying to keep them inside him. But it wasn’t enough.

  “Please, Pete…please fuck me. I need it.”

  He’d never begged so much in his life, but then he couldn’t remember a time he’d ever wanted someone this much. The need to have Pete inside him was almost a burning compulsion.

  Pete removed his fingers then knelt on the bed, squeezing copious amounts of lube onto his cock and spreading it around. Tony watched, mesmerized, chewing on his bottom lip to stop himself from pestering Pete to take him. Just when he thought he was about to explode from the agony of the wait, Pete took hold of his cock and pressed it against his ass. When he met Tony’s gaze, his jaw was tight and concentration was etched into every line on his face.

  “Ready?” Pete asked.

  Ready?

  Any more ready and he’d be coming all over himself. Tony didn’t reply with words, instead, he grabbed Pete’s legs, pushed his hips up and let out a moan as he impaled himself onto Pete’s cock.

  “Oh shit.” Pete squeezed his eyes shut. “Jesus, don’t move.”

  “You’re kidding me, right?”

  Tony clung to his legs, holding on tight and using all his willpower to stop from pushing up and trying to get more of Pete’s length inside him. He couldn’t believe how stretched he felt, how good it was to have Pete’s bare cock inside him.

  Pete laughed breathlessly then stilled again. “Christ, don’t make me laugh, I’m serious.” He slapped Tony’s thigh. “Not unless you want it to be over in two seconds.”

  “We could always go again.” Tony grinned wickedly, raising his brows, and Pete chuckled.

  “Oh, I intend to.”

  After another moment, Pete thrust the rest of the way inside until his pelvis was pressed tightly against Tony’s ass.

  “Fuck,” they said in unison.

  The need to move soon became too much for them both to bear and Tony gasped in delight when Pete pulled out then thrust back inside. Pete grabbed hold of Tony’s legs and leaned forward, using the slight change in angle to drive in deeper.

  They fucked for long moments, Pete’s cock hot and hard inside him. Soon, they were both panting, sweat dripping from their bodies. Pete continued to pump into him and Tony lost himself to the pleasure. When Pete released his legs and lowered them, Tony wrapped them around Pete’s waist before dragging him down for a mind-numbing kiss. Pete’s tongue thrust into his mouth in time with his cock plunging in and out of his ass, pressing against his prostate with every pass.

  Pete rested an elbow on the pillow near Tony’s head, using it to prop himself up. With his other hand, he took hold of Tony’s cock and began to stroke.

  Tony cried out for release.

  “Pete, please!”

  “What do you want?” Pete's voice was low and growly, more animal than human and it drove Tony wild. Pete continued to fist Tony’s cock and fucked him harder before scraping his teeth along the vein in Tony’s neck.

  “God, yes!” Tony shouted out. “Please!”

  Pete let out a low growl and then sank his teeth into Tony’s neck.

  It was too much for Tony to take.

  The combination of Pete’s cock in his ass, nudging against his gland, the hand stroking his cock roughly, and the pleasure-pain of the bite, sent Tony over the edge and he cried out when his orgasm hit him full force. His cock spurted out his release as he bucked and trembled, his ass clamping down on Pete’s cock like a vice.

  At some point during his release, he was aware of Pete pulling his teeth from his neck then calling out his name then his ass was flooded with spurt after spurt of liquid heat.

  Pete collapsed on top of him and Tony wrapped his arms around his sweat-soaked back while he tried to catch his breath. He’d never felt more sated, never felt more alive and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this happy or so completely at peace. Pete lifted most of his weight from Tony’s body and slid to the side, his arm draped over Tony’s chest, their legs tangled together.

  “You’re mine now.”

  Pete said the words so quietly that Tony wondered if Pete was afraid he might spook him. Tony smiled and stroked his fingers lazily over Pete’s chest.

  “Was there ever any doubt?”

  Pete shrugged against his shoulder. “I don’t know. You had me worried for a while. I wasn’t sure if you could accept me, accept what I am.”

  Tony turned into Pete’s embrace and slid his fingers through his hair.

  “I accept you. I accept what you are and I promise you’ll never have to doubt it again.”

  He leaned in close and whispered into Pete’s ear, “We’re mates.”

  “Mates,” Pete repeated back to him.

  Pete let out a happy sigh and then snuggled closer.

  “Mine.”

  Tony closed his eyes and let the word permeate.

  He was Pete’s, and Pete was his, and nothing would ever change that.

  Nothing would ever come between them. From that moment on, they belonged to one other. It was destiny—fate and Tony had never been happier.

  Chapter Thirteen

  A persistent ringing noise yanked Pete out of his peaceful slumber and it took him a few moments to shake off the last of the sleep and open his eyes. Movement in the bed next to him made him jump then he heard Tony’s sleep-roughened voice.

  “Whatstha…?” Tony garbled out.

  Pete grinned.

  Seemed he hadn’t been the only one enjoying a nap.

  When his eyes were open fully he tried to focus on his watch.

  “Oh shit!” He sat up quickly. “Tony, get up, we’re late!”

  “Hmm?”

  “We’re twenty minutes late for the meeting
at Kelan’s. I think he’s been trying to call. Shit, he’ll be worried that something has happened to us.”

  Pete dived out of bed, grabbed his jeans from the bedroom floor then pulled his cell phone from one of the pockets. There were four missed calls from Kelan.

  Tony sat up in bed and yawned.

  “Did he call?”

  Pete nodded as he dialed Kelan’s cell phone then held the phone to his ear.

  “Four times.”

  “Pete?”

  “Kelan. Jesus, man, I’m sorry. We fell asleep. Didn’t mean to worry you.”

  “Listen, Pete, there’s been a change of plan. We’ve called the meeting off. Gregory got some information back from the council.”

  Pete heard a horn honking in the background. “What information? Are you in your truck?”

  “Yeah. Evelyn has family in the area so I’m heading over there now. Can you meet me? Gregory’s on his way, too, but I don’t think he’ll get to town before I get to the house.”

  “Yeah, of course. Where are you heading to?”

  “Do you know Marie Armstrong, owns the convenience store in town? Her son Seth works for the sheriff’s department.”

  “Yeah, I know the family,” Pete said. “Didn’t her husband just go into a nursing home?”

  “Yeah, well, it turns out Evelyn is Marie’s sister.”

  “Seriously?”

  “Do you know where they live?”

  “No. Can you text me the address? I’ll be on my way in five minutes, as soon as I’m dressed.”

  “I’ll do that. I’ve got Stefan with me, but I don’t know what we’ll find when we get there, so it would be better if there were a few of us. Jared and Nate are still at the hospital and Deputy Clark is out on a call.

  “If Gregory hasn’t made it there before you, I’ll wait for you in my truck down the street from the house, okay?”

  “Sure thing. See you soon.”

  Tony had already got dressed by the time Pete hung up the call.

  “They find out where she’s been hiding?”

  “Yeah, she has family in town. We’re gonna go pick her up.”

  A deep frown creased Tony’s forehead. He heaved a sigh. “I don’t like it.”