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“What about the biker?”
“I lucked out.”I closed my eyes, remembering.I’d been scared, despite my bravado.Not of the pain.Werewolves handle discomfort easily enough.But of what someone topping me would mean to me, or to my wolf.Of freaking out at the wrong moment, or getting angry afterward.“Dave was strong, but not rough.He insisted on preparing me, even though I told him to just do it.Then, when he was done, and I hadn’t come, although I’d been close, he rolled over, raised his ass, and said, ‘Your turn.’”
“So much for submission?”
“Yeah.”I couldn’t hold back a smile.“Dave taught me sex could just be about what felt good.It said zero about your worth or your rank or your life.”
“Did you ever sleep with him again?”There was a tight note in Wade’s voice.
I squinted up at him.“Sadly, no.One night.He was a biker, passing through, headed for California.I never knew his last name.But it was a hell of a night, and I came out of the experience feeling different, more confident and settled in who I was.Alpha’s rants about queers still bothered me, but I could imagine Dave, and let the insults roll off my back without reacting.”
Wade bent and kissed me.“I guess I should thank Dave.”
“Me too.I tried to keep him in mind through the years that followed, especially when I topped.Which was still most of the time.He was the first and not the last in my ass, but while it’s not always submissive to bottom, it is vulnerable.I’d only let someone have my ass when I felt safe.”
He kissed me again.“You’re safe with me.”
“I know.”My ass itched, and I squirmed.“Your bed’s a mess.We should sleep, but some cleanup and fresh sheets would be good.”
“You think two guys like us can share this little bed?”
I grinned.“Should be fine if we’re very friendly.”Sex with Wade had been awesome, but orgasm wasn’t the thing I craved most.
So once we’d untangled ourselves, washed in the bathroom, and stripped and remade the bed, I didn’t head to the couch.I was still naked, but Wade had put on pajama pants.He rocked his weight from foot to foot, and I wondered if he would suggest sleeping alone.To forestall him, I lay down, reached for the cotton leg of his pjs, and tugged gently.“Come on.I’ll scootch over.”I put my back to the wall.“You can lie in front of me and protect me.”
I hoped that suggestion would fetch him.Wade had always been a protector at heart, of his mom, of his brother and the younger pack boys, and now for this human pack of his.I squeezed tighter against the wall, although there wasn’t a lot I could do about my size, and patted the bed.
Wade lay down in front of me facing away, eased back, and only then seemed to realize that made me the big spoon with my dick against his ass.I was soft right now, but he still froze.
I draped an arm over his ribs and kissed his shoulder.“You okay?”
“Yeah.Fine.”He didn’t relax, though.“What are we doing, Dustin?”
“Right now, trying to catch some shut-eye.”
“Yeah, but after?”
I didn’t think Wade was ready for life plans, and I had no brainpower left for saying the right things after coming my brains out.“Tomorrow, we dive into your landlord problem.Maybe fuck again.Once we’ve made your people safe, if we can, then we talk some more.That work for you?”
“Yes, Alpha, sir.”
A laugh bubbled inside me.“You still haven’t figured out, if there’s an Alpha between us someday, it’ll be you.”
“What?”Wade wriggled himself over to face me and stared, his blue eyes wide and dark, inches from mine on that narrow bed.“You’re not serious.”
“A whole mix of traits go into making an Alpha.Ability to fight gets you to Second, maybe, but other qualities of leadership and protection put a wolf on top.”Wade’s frown suggested he wasn’t happy with that assessment.I thumbed the crease between his brows.“Not at age twenty-nine, of course.Don’t worry.For now, we’re two lone wolves, equal and free.It’s the American way.If we need rank, someday, we can talk about it then.”I kissed him.
He huffed like he wanted to argue, but a huge yawn cracked his face.
“Let’s get some sleep,” I told him.“Roll over again so you don’t fall out of bed on your ass.”
Wade grumbled under his breath aboutdelusionalbut did as I asked, letting me wrap myself around him.My wolf rumbled soft approval, and I fell asleep against the heat of Wade’s back.
Chapter 8
Wade
I woke as the dawn light crept in around the curtains, which meant it was still early.As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt Dustin tense and alert at my back.I rolled out of bed and stretched, while he watched, sprawled at ease on my narrow mattress.
