Danny McMann has been busy on pack business for weeks and just wants to spend the upcoming full moon deep in the woods with his pack, running, hunting, napping and generally goofing off. The last thing he wants to hear is that they’ve got another man on their hands who’s been bitten and is about to turn with the arrival of the full moon.
Hammond Argyle was in a bar fight a few weeks ago and was bitten by his assailant. He’s been in a foul mood ever since and it’s only getting worse. As is the way, his skin itches and feels like it doesn’t fit him anymore. So when someone starts lurking around, following him, it’s about all he can take.
Will Danny be able to help Hammond through his first change and beyond?
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It was real then. Last night. The…” Argie waved a hand around inclusively.
“Change. Others call it shifting or wolfing. You were amazing.”
“It was… I’ve never felt anything like it.” Argie shook his head. “I feel like I should be angry, but I just want to throw you down and fuck your brains out.”
Oh. Now, that was interesting.
“Are you sure I’m gay?” Danny was sure, but that didn’t mean anyone else could be without asking him first.
Argie snorted. “No. What I am sure of is that you’re mine.” As soon as he said the words, Argie looked surprised by them, then he nodded. “Yeah, that’s right.”
“Pardon?” No. No way. Danny was not going to the mates place.
“You heard me, Danny.” Argie stepped up to him and tugged him up from where he was sitting on the ground, pulling him up against the strong body.
Oh. Oh, right. Nakedness. Yippee! He could totally handle a little hanky-panky. As reactions went, it sure beat getting the shit kicked out of him.
When he didn’t struggle, Argie dropped his head, bringing their mouths together in a hard kiss. He plastered himself against Argie, taking what he needed, what he craved. It had been so long.
Argie’s hands landed on his ass, fingers digging in and Danny jerked, the pressure intense and surprising. Deep. Lifting him, Argie bit at his lips as they moved to the side of the trailer. Argie pushed him up against the trailer wall, pressing eagerly against him.
This was surprising. Interesting. Delicious.
Cold wall and hot man, the opposing sensations keeping him awake, aware. Growls and moans filled his mouth. And what the hell. What could it hurt? One hard fuck? The first one he’d had in months and months.
Danny dived into the kiss, fighting for dominance, but Argie fought to keep it, refusing to give up control.
Arousal flooded him at that, and he keened softly. Argie called back to him, grabbing up his legs and helping him put them around Argie’s waist.
“Oh, fuck. Yes.” Danny arched, rubbing them together hard.
“Gonna fuck you. Got lube?”
“Somewhere? Oil? Yeah.”
Of course Argie wouldn’t know their kind couldn’t get sick. “We don’t share diseases, pup.”
“I’m not a pup.” Argie’s growl was immediate, sure.
“No?” Because Danny was pretty sure that Argie was—a brand spanking new wolf.
“No.” The word was snarled and he was pushed up hard against the side of the trailer. This time, Argie’s kiss threatened to eat him completely up. It stole his breath, the sensation like being in the center of a hurricane.
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