Page 44 of The Night Wolf
“Love you too, Gareth.” Sean drew back. “We need to take care of you.”
“I’m okay.” He stroked Sean’s cheek. “This was for you.”
“No, this was for us, and we’re going to take care of you.”
The set to his jaw was probably meant to be intimidating, but Gareth found it adorable. He cupped Sean’s face and kissed him again, but was unprepared for the ferocity with which Sean returned it. His teeth grazed Gareth’s lip, drawing a slight bit of blood, and he scratched the shit out of Gareth’s back.
“Mine!”
When Gareth pulled back, those violet eyes were dark, angry, and coupled with canines that had dropped. Sean was closer to wolf than human.
“Sean, listen to me.” Gareth wasn’t afraid of Sean. He could never be. He put a hand on Sean’s shoulder. “Yes, I’m yours, but I need you to come back to me.”
Faster than Gareth could react, Sean pinned him to the bed with a strength that shocked him. Sean leaned in and gnawed on Gareth’s throat, not breaking the skin but not being overly gentle either.
“Sean….” He put his hands on Sean’s hips. “Stay still.”
It didn’t work. Sean was frenzied, tearing at Gareth’s pants. He tore through the fabric and tossed the tattered remains aside, then reached out and wrapped his fist around Gareth’s shaft. Instead of wilting, it lengthened at the touch, becoming harder than Gareth thought possible.
“Mine!”
Gareth grinned. “Yes, Sean. It’s all yours.” He nudged Sean back, and this time Sean allowed it. “Do you want me to mate with you? Is that what you’re trying to tell me?”
Sean dropped back onto the bed, his legs spread wide. How could someone so sweet look so wanton? Gareth opened the nightstand and pulled out the lube. He let his gaze drift to Sean, who eyed him keenly.
“Are you sure this is what you want?”
The answer was a growl, low and deep.
“No, that doesn’t tell me anything. I need the words, Sean. I won’t do this unless I’m certain it’s what you want. To do that, you need to come back to me.”
He popped the cap, put a dab of lube on his finger, and stroked it over Sean’s hole. Sean’s eyes glazed, but they also lightened slightly.
“Sean?”
“Hm?”
“I love you.”
He blinked several times in rapid succession, then opened his eyes wide. Gone was the darkness, and back were the two violet orbs Gareth was wild about. “I love you too.”
“Is this what you want?” He slipped the finger in to the first knuckle. “Do you want us to make love?” Because no way would it be anything other than that. Gareth’s whole being was focused on making Sean’s first sexual experience one to remember.
“Yes!” He sighed as the finger slipped in a little deeper. “Yes, please.”
“It’s going to hurt, you know. But you’re a strong wolf, aren’t you? You’ll be able to handle it.”
The truth was, Gareth had no intention of hurting Sean if he could avoid it. Some discomfort was unavoidable, but he wouldn’t ever hurt Sean.
“It’s okay. I know you’ll be gentle.”
One finger became two, and Sean seemed to lose himself to the sensations. His head dropped to the side, his tongue slipping out from between puffy pink lips. He was very much a pup who was enjoying the attention. The thought that Sean and his wolf had always been one struck Gareth from somewhere, but he pushed it out of his mind. He reached out with his other hand to stroke Sean’s shaft.
“Oh God. Oh God.” His head snapped from side to side. When Gareth leaned in and sucked the head of Sean’s cock, he cried out. “No, stop!”
Everything stilled immediately.
“What’s wrong, Sean?”
