Max is on the run, but is he running from his past, or toward his future? Only Ulf knows…
Ulf has lived on his own in the wilds of Northern Ontario for a long time. When he catches the scent of a stranger in his territory, he’s angry at first, until he realizes that Max is more than just another werewolf. They’re mates.
Ulf must make Max believe that two males can be mates, but just as he’s about to succeed, Max's past catches up with him. Will the home they've been hoping to build together be lost for good?
Originally released with another publisher.
Evil Plot Bunny
“Come on, Max. Bring me your man.”
His ear was tugged, and like Ulf had pulled his human free, he lost his fur, shifting in a rush.
He shivered, but Ulf wrapped around him, body hot, warming him. The slide of skin on skin was an addiction, his cock coming to life all of a sudden.
“You see?” Ulf’s mouth covered his, tongue pushing in.
Yes. No. He didn’t know. He wasn’t sure he had enough sense to care. Ulf’s tongue woke up all sorts of things inside him.
One hand wrapped around his hip and tugged him closer, even as he tried to hide evidence of his erection from Ulf. But he couldn’t, it knocked up against Ulf, who was also hard.
Ulf’s growl sounded happy, satisfied to the bone. The hand on his hip slipped down to grab his ass and he was pulled in even tighter. Then Ulf rolled atop him, hips rocking as they slid together.
One of his hands was grabbed, tugged up over his head and held there as Ulf devoured him. He cried out—not from fear, but from wild need.
“Yes.” Ulf growled, the sound settling right in his balls. “Give me your need.”
Max shook his head from side to side, his balls tight.
A sharp bite split his lower lip, Ulf then soothing the hurt, sucking on it as the rocking of their hips intensified. Max couldn’t stop the sounds that escaped him any more than he could stop the leaking of his cock.
Ulf’s mouth moved, sliding on his jaw, down to his neck. The sharp teeth threatened, then sank into his skin, the mark of claiming clear. Max arched, seed spraying from him, spreading between them.
Ulf sucked for a moment longer before moving down Max’s body to lap up his come. The act, so unbelievably erotic, had him twisting, sobbing out his need.
When Ulf was done, he took Max’s cock into the heat of his mouth, lips tight around it. It was more than anyone could ask, to not buck up, hips driving his still-erect prick into that perfect suction. Ulf’s fingers slid over his balls, tugged them gently and the suction grew fiercer, the head of his cock squeezed by Ulf’s throat as the man swallowed.
“Please.” Max reached down, his feet kicking restlessly.
Ulf came off and kissed his way back up to Max’s mouth. “I want you, pup.”
He nodded, utterly overwhelmed, caught in his pleasure and his orgasm.
Ulf’s knees opened Max’s legs, spreading them as Ulf’s kisses consumed him. He swallowed, groaned as Ulf stole his breath. Ulf’s fingers were busy, sliding on his body. He was touched everywhere, and his nipples pinched. That little sting seemed huge, burning through him.
Ulf’s fingers continued on, stroking Max’s belly and cock before tugging on his balls. They ached for more, but Ulf moved on. Max yipped softly, the sound pure wolf. Ulf swallowed his noises, fingers pressing back to his ass and touching his hole.
Oh. Oh, he… Max froze, caught in indecision.
Ulf’s teeth caught his lower lip again, sinking in as the big fingers pressed against him. The pain focused him, found him rolling his hips and taking Ulf inside. One finger breached him, slid into him like it belonged there.
He stared into Ulf’s eyes, and he could see himself reflected there.
“Mine,” Ulf whispered, finger going deep before sliding out again. Then in all the way.
His entire body felt that simple touch, to the bone. The rhythm was undeniable, in and out again, then in and out again, time after time.
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