Once inside, both men removed their clothes. When Jake was naked, he lay down on the bed and started stroking his cock, admiring Kelan’s firm, muscular body and golden skin that was revealed when his pants and briefs were removed.
Kelan lay down on the bed next to Jake and grinned over at him.
“I’m all yours.”
Kelan’s eyes darkened with lust as he watched Jake’s hand slide up and down his hard shaft. The sight made Jake harder still. He reached into the drawer in the nightstand, pulled out a bottle of lube and tossed it onto the bed. Kelan had begun stroking his cock in earnest, his other hand squeezing and rolling his balls. Jake groaned—he was quite sure he could come just from watching Kelan jacking off.
The sight was incredibly erotic.
He placed his hand on top of Kelan’s, stilling the wolf’s hand.
“Not so fast,” Jake said. “Tonight, you’re all mine.”
Kelan threw his head back on the pillow and groaned.
“Please Jake, you’re killing me.”
Jake chuckled and grabbed both of Kelan’s hands, placing them above the wolf’s head. He straddled Kelan’s lap, leaned down then planted a kiss on his lips.
“Keep them there,” he breathed, grinning against Kelan’s mouth.
“You’re pushing it,” Kelan said, but there was a trace of amusement on his face and he didn’t resist—in fact, he grabbed hold of the bedpost behind him. “I guess I deserved that one.”
Jake shifted down Kelan’s body a little until their hard cocks came into contact. Kelan shivered when Jake took both of them in his hand and began stroking them simultaneously. Both men were leaking precum, so Jake swiped his thumb over the heads, spreading it down the shafts to lubricate his path.
He picked up the pace until Kelan was panting, his eyes falling shut and his knuckles white from the pressure of his grip on the bedpost. Jake was salivating at the sight of Kelan’s cock leaking in his hand. He desperately wanted to taste it. He released their cocks, lifted himself off Kelan’s legs then scooted down the bed until Kelan’s cock was in front of his face.
Leaning forward, he licked around the crown of Kelan’s cock, capturing the drop of precum, tasting Kelan’s delicious, spicy essence. As Kelan bucked off the bed, Jake groaned when the flavor invaded his senses, driving him wild with passion and need. With a smile on his face, he opened his mouth and slid his lips over the head of Kelan’s cock, soliciting a loud moan from Kelan, who still had his eyes squeezed shut.
As Kelan’s huge cock slid into his mouth, Jake opened the back of his throat and swallowed Kelan’s length in one smooth and fluid movement. Kelan arched his back and came up off the bed again, his eyes popping open as he stared down at his mate in astonishment.
“Fuck, Jake! How? Oh God, good, so good.”
Jake smiled around the cock in his mouth.
He knew he gave great head even though he didn’t do it very often—hardly ever actually. Although he was enjoying it so much now, he couldn’t remember the reason for that—probably because like kissing it felt too personal. It made it more difficult for him to remain detached.
He was delighted with Kelan’s response—it was exactly what he had been hoping for. He hollowed his cheeks, sucking Kelan’s dick hard on the way up before sliding back down to the base again. With each suck, Kelan grunted loudly, his hips moving off the bed, forcing his length further into Jake’s mouth.
“Fuck Jake, gonna shoot,” Kelan groaned. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”
When Jake looked up, Kelan’s eyes were wide, desperate, pleading with him to make him come. Jake would have loved nothing more than for Kelan to shoot in his mouth, but he wasn’t ready for Kelan to come yet.
Jake’s own cock was hard to the point of being painful and leaking precum onto the sheets. He had to stop. He wanted to be buried balls-deep in Kelan’s ass before he let the bigger man come so that he could feel the release grip his cock and they could reach that pinnacle together.
He pulled off Kelan’s cock and squeezed the base hard.
He grinned at Kelan wickedly.
“Not yet, you don’t. You don’t come until I say you can.”
Kelan growled.
It was a low, deep sound that excited Jake even more.
He wanted Kelan to growl like that when he was plunging his cock in and out of his ass.
“You’re torturing me, Jake.”
Jake chuckled in reply and buried his face between Kelan’s thighs. He licked and sucked at the soft skin of Kelan’s balls, nipping it lightly with his teeth then blowing on it to cool it.
Jake opened the bottle of lube and squeezed some onto his fingers as he licked a path down to Kelan’s waiting hole. He circled it once before pressing his tongue inside Kelan’s hole.
Kelan groaned.
“Jake, please.”
Jake was elated to have been able to make the big, strong wolf beg. Kelan’s legs trembled as Jake fucked his ass with his tongue, pushing it inside almost forcefully then pulling back and licking around the tight ring of muscle.
Jake replaced his tongue with a finger, teasing around the outside before slipping it inside.
“Jake!”
He slid his finger further until it was buried all the way inside Kelan’s ass. He stilled it for a moment to give Kelan time to get used to the sensation, then began slowly moving it in and out. He picked up the pace when Kelan began panting and grunting and moving his hips to meet Jake’s thrusts.
There was no way Jake could mistake the look of ecstasy on Kelan’s face for anything other than what it was. With that in mind, he added a second finger and moved them in and out together in unison. Spurred on by Kelan’s moans, he curled his finger until he found…
“Holy fuck, Jake! Yes!”
“That feel good?” Jake was more turned on than he could remember being.
“God yes. Again.”
Jake continued to work his fingers in and out, scissoring them sporadically and grazing over Kelan’s sweet spot on every other pass. By this point, Jake had started thrusting his aching cock against the mattress in time with the movement of his fingers in Kelan’s ass. He hoped Kelan was stretched enough to take him because he didn’t think he’d be able to wait any longer.
He removed his fingers and applied a generous helping of lube to his cock. The temptation to stroke himself until he came was great. His wet, sticky fingers sliding over his cock felt so good. Kelan reached down and grabbed hold of his own legs, pulling them up towards his chest, further exposing his tight hole to Jake. That was enough of an invitation for him to let go of his cock and lean forwards over Kelan’s body.
“Are you ready for me?”
“God, yes. Fuck me.”
Jake didn’t need to be told twice.
He took hold of his cock and positioned it against Kelan’s hole before pushing forward slowly. The head of his cock pressed in through the tight ring of muscles, meeting only the smallest amount of resistance.
Jake hissed at the initial penetration and squeezed his eyes shut.
Kelan felt so good wrapped around his cock. He was hotter and tighter than he ever would have imagined. Jake held his breath as he slid the rest of the way inside.
“Jake, look at me,” Kelan ordered.
Jake obeyed the command at once.
He’d never thought of himself as the type of person who liked to be told what to do, but at that moment he knew he would do anything that Kelan asked of him. It gave him pleasure to please the man.
Kelan’s eyes were filled with want, but it was the trust he found on his face that blew Jake away. He pulled out groaning as the muscles in Kelan’s ass fought to keep him inside. Throughout it all, he held Kelan’s gaze, strong and sure.
“You feel so good.”
Kelan bucked up to meet him thrust for thrust. “Do it, fuck me.”
Jake grabbed Kelan’s legs then thrust back inside, spurred on by Kelan’s request. He set up a rhythm, pushing i
n hard then pulling almost all the way out before thrusting in again. Kelan’s breathing became shallow—his moans and grunts louder with every snap of Jake’s hips.
Jake slid his hand under Kelan’s ass and lifted his hips, changing the angle slightly on his next thrust so that he hit Kelan’s prostate. As much as he loved being inside Kelan, he tried to concentrate on Kelan’s pleasure more than his own. He knew he’d found the spot he’d been looking for when Kelan arched his back and cried out Jake’s name.
“Jake! Oh god. Yes! There!”
Jake thrust in again and again, each time nailing Kelan’s prostate as a surge of emotion expanded his chest. He’d never experienced anything like it before but he got the bizarre urge to possess Kelan—to claim him—to let the world know that he was taken.
Kelan trembled beneath him, eyes wide and desperate.
“Harder!” Kelan demanded.
Jake grunted and gave him what he asked for.
He pounded into Kelan’s ass, bringing himself closer to release with every stroke. Kelan met every one of Jake’s thrusts, bucking against him, pulling his cock deeper inside until Jake thought he would go insane with desire and the need to come.
Chapter Fifteen
Kelan was lost.
Lost to the pleasure and lost to himself.
He had been fucked before but it had been almost ten years since the last time. Although he’d been born an alpha wolf, his more dominant tendencies had developed later. They had become more prominent still when Kelan had taken over the pack after his father had died a couple of years ago.
Since then, he’d found it almost impossible to submit to anyone.
He didn’t have that problem with Jake.
Kelan’s eyes and teeth shifted to their wolf form and all his senses seemed to heighten. He could feel Jake everywhere. Jake’s cock filled him, taking him hard and fast until he couldn’t take any more.
He howled out his release, his engorged cock spilling its seed between them without a single touch to it.
Jake let out a low, primal groan.
While Kelan shuddered through his climax, his ass squeezed tightly around Jake’s cock, bringing on his release. He thrust one last time and yelled out Kelan’s name, gripping his hips tightly as came deep inside Kelan’s ass.
Kelan grinned when Jake’s body gave out and he collapsed on top of him in a heap. Jake’s neck was tilted to the side and, before Kelan even realized what he was doing, a deep, rasping growl tore from his throat and he sank his teeth into the exposed skin and drew out Jake’s blood.
Jake cried out.
Kelan wasn’t sure if it was from pleasure or pain, but when he felt Jake’s cock twitch in his ass as if trying to refill, he guessed it was mainly from pleasure.
Kelan hadn’t been able to help himself.
His only thought had been to claim Jake—to mark him as his. He knew he should have discussed it with Jake first, but his mind had been fuzzy from the force of his orgasm and he hadn’t been capable of thought, let alone rational thought.
As he pulled Jake’s blood into his mouth, his wolf howled within, happy and contented to finally have claimed his mate. After a few moments, Kelan pulled his teeth out of Jake’s neck and swiped his tongue over the wound to seal it.
Now that Jake was marked, any werewolf with an ounce of self-preservation wouldn’t dare go near the man. Jake would smell like Kelan now, too. Their scents were already starting to combine—and it pleased him immensely.
But now he had to face his mate.
He was sure Jake would be pissed with him for claiming him without talking to him first. He lay back on the pillow and gently stroked Jake’s head.
“Jake?” he asked tentatively.
Jake looked up at him, eyes filled with tears.
Wonder and confusion warred with each other for supremacy on Jake’s face.
The words that Kelan had wanted to say stuck in his throat.
“Jake?”
“You claimed me,” Jake said quietly.
A lump formed in Kelan’s throat. He nodded—he could hardly deny it, although he was surprised Jake knew what it meant.
“Yes.”
“Thank you,” Jake whispered and then his head fell forward and he promptly fell asleep, a soft snore rumbling against Kelan’s chest.
Kelan closed his eyes, offering a small prayer of thanks to whoever might be listening. Jake wasn’t pissed with him at all—in fact, he was…grateful?
Kelan tried to wrap his head around that as he closed his arms tightly around his mate and drifted off into oblivion, Jake’s softening cock still buried inside his ass.
Chapter Sixteen
Kelan woke up with a huge smile on his face.
He felt blindly around for Jake, but it only took a few seconds to realize he was alone in the bed. He used his heightened sense of smell to locate Jake in the apartment.
The scent hit him immediately--maybe in the kitchen?
His smile widened and he breathed in his mate’s essence deeply to double-check on Jake’s location, when another smell hit him so hard, the hackles rose on the back of his neck and his teeth and eyes simultaneously shifted to their wolf form.
He could smell blood.
Jake’s blood.
He flung the covers off and dived out of bed.
He didn’t bother putting any clothes on, just ran out into the living room, his heart beating furiously in his chest.
“Jake!”
“I’m in here!” Jake called back.
Kelan rushed into the kitchen and stopped short just inside the door. Jake was standing by the kitchen sink, a blood-soaked towel wrapped around his hand.
His face was as white as snow.
“What the hell happened?” Kelan asked, walking to his mate’s side. “Jesus, I could smell blood and I… I was so worried Jake, I thought…”
Jake managed a smile, but it turned into a wince when Kelan reached for the towel to inspect the damage.
“It’s nothing, ‘m okay. I was making you breakfast. I cut my damn hand with the knife.”
Kelan pulled the towel off Jake’s hand and sucked in a sharp breath. The cut on the pad of Jake’s hand was deep and bleeding profusely. He squeezed the edges of the wound together to try and stem the flow, but the bleeding continued.
“Jesus, it’s deep.”
“Yeah, I think I need stitches.”
Kelan thought for a moment.
He remembered hearing that a wolf’s blood had healing properties for his human mate. Without hesitation, he grabbed the knife from the countertop and slashed it across his own wrist.
Jake’s eyes widened. “What the hell are you doing?” He looked horrified.
“Drink this.” He lifted his wrist to Jake’s lips.
Jake’s eyes widened further. “Are you crazy?”
“Do it. It will help you heal.”
Jake stared at Kelan, unblinking.
He was dubious, but he was starting to feel light-headed from the blood loss, so he used his good hand to hold Kelan’s wrist then met Kelan’s gaze again. When Kelan nodded, Jake pressed the wrist to his mouth and drank. The first drop of blood that entered landed on his tongue tasted bitter and tangy, but the more he pulled into his mouth, the sweeter it became.
Jake began to feel better at once.
The dizzy sensation left his body and a feeling of euphoria rushed through him. He pulled back reluctantly when Kelan’s blood ceased pouring into his mouth.
He looked at Kelan’s wrist in shock.
The cut had already healed over. He looked down at his own hand, surprised to discover the blood pouring from his hand had slowed down to a light trickle. He watched in awe as it stopped bleeding altogether and the deep gash started knitting back together before his eyes.
“That should do it,” Kelan said, nodding.
In a few moments, the slash on Jake’s hand had closed completely. A small pink scar was all that remained.
“Wow. How?
” Jake asked, stunned.
“A wolf heals faster than a human. By taking my blood, my healing ability transferred to you. But it only works between mates, and only with human mates, at that. Wolves that are mated don’t need their partner’s healing ability—they have their own.”
Jake sat down heavily at the kitchen table.
“So, we really are mated?”
Kelan took a seat at the table and reached out to grab Jake’s hand.
“Yes. Are you okay with that?”
“Yeah. It’s just a lot to take in, you know?”
“I know, baby, but we have all the time in the world for you to get used to the idea. I’m not going anywhere.”
“I’m beginning to think you mean that,” Jake said, averting his eyes from Kelan.
“I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life. It’s you and me, Jake, till the end.”
“I like the sound of that. I like the sound of it a lot.”
“Jake? Can I ask you what happened with the wolf you were involved with before? Did he hurt you in some way?”
Jake hung his head.
He wasn’t sure he was ready to tell Kelan about Matt, but if things were going to work out between them, they shouldn’t have any secrets.
He let out a long sigh then nodded.
“Yeah, he did.”
Kelan’s eyes darkened and a ripple passed over his skin. Kelan’s knuckles were white as he gripped the kitchen table. He placed his hand over Kelan’s and stroked it lightly.
“He did hurt me, but not in the way you’re thinking.”
“What do you mean?”
“I met Matt when I started college in Boston. We were both juniors. Matt was a business major and I was studying finance and economics.
“It was kinda funny, actually, when I saw him for the first time at a frat party. I remember thinking he had an animal magnetism about him.” Jake chuckled. “Little did I know.”
Kelan smiled. “What happened?”
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