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Fuck.He was so tight. I couldn’t wait to get inside him. If I didn’t die from rimming him then I’d take him strangling my dick as a suitable alternative.

Chester moaned loudly, the backs of his legs shaking against my shoulders. “Ah, Finn!”

I slowly worked him open with my mouth and tongue, sucking and licking until the muscle relaxed enough to let me in. I didn’t hesitate, slipping my tongue as deep as I could reach, groaning at the feel and the pleasure I knew I was giving him.

Chester was panting loudly now, shoving back against my face, trying to get me deeper. I wasn’t even sure he knew what he was doing, but I was more than happy to oblige. I imagined he was also humping against the mattress, but there was no fucking way I was moving to check.

No, I was content here. Tongue buried in Chester, his throaty groans filling my ears.

My own cock was hard and aching, but it was easy enough to ignore it. I wasn’t coming yet. Not until I’d teased this orgasm out of Chester.

His hole was so slick and open now that I was able to add a finger alongside my tongue. I didn’t go too deep, not wanting to hurt him. Saliva wasn’t a good substitute for lube, no matter how much some people might have believed so.

Even with the minimal penetration, the effect on Chester was instantaneous. I’d barely pushed past his rim when his whole body tensed. His hole contracted around my tongue and finger as his hot seed hit my thighs.

I had to grab the base of my cock in a hard grip. Nope. There was no way I was coming yet.

Not until I’d had more of Chester.

Giving his tender hole a kiss, I slowly pulled back.

“Holy shit,” Chester wheezed, sliding to his knees and collapsing against the mattress. “I think you broke me, Finn.”

I chuckled, stroking his lower back. “Ye enjoyed that then?”

He turned his face so I could see his eye-roll. “Understatement of the year.”

Oh yes, this was definitely a side of Chester I enjoyed. Suddenly I could see him sat in our meeting room. Bickering with Logan. Meeting Calan’s sarcasm beat for beat. Teasing Evan.

This man would slide into my life with frightening ease. It should have been a happy realisation.

Instead, it had something in me cracking.

“Be right back,” I murmured, kissing his spine as I stood. “Just going to wash my mouth out.”

“Bathroom’s just on the left,” Chester said, still dazed. “Use whatever you like.”

I opened my mouth to tell him I knew, but I caught myself in time. That was right, Buddy knew where it was. Finn wasn’t supposed to.

I shut myself inside the small bathroom and dragged in a few much-needed lungfuls of air.Calm the fuck down. What’s wrong with you?

My wolf snarled, knowing full well what was wrong and not liking it one fucking bit.

That was the issue with my animal nature though. It didn’t see much past the baser needs. Want. Possession. Desire. Protection. Vengeance. Fury.

To my wolf, this was easy. We’d woo Chester, tell him the truth about my nature, and introduce him to the clan. Naturally, he’d be swept off his feet and agreeing to an eternal mating bond in no time.

But my wolf didn’t see the potential pitfalls. The complexities of the trauma Chester was dealing with. The walls he’d erected to keep himself safe. He didn’t understand any of that.

I did though. And that right there was the problem. It had been impossibly easy to fall for this man. I’d fallen so far already that turning back wasn’t an option. But that meant it’d be impossibly easy for him to break my heart. To run from this and never want anything more with me.

I’d suffered through unrequited love before. That had been easier to bear though, as Sarah being mine had never been on the table. This time though, I didn’t think I’d weather the storm as easily. If Chester never returned my feelings, I’d emerge from it a changed man.

A changed one, but definitely not a better one.

Enough.I forced the panic down. Tonight was about making Chester feel good, not freaking myself out.

By the time I emerged a few minutes later, my mouth was fresh and my mind clear.