Chapter 3
Adam looked at him. “It’s not a problem. I thought you might know if it’s going to work.”
Jake shook his head. “You’re the first human I’ve slept with, so I guess we’re both going to find out at the same time? What experience do you have?”
Adam’s lips curved as his hand brushed over the front of Jake’s track pants. “Enough to know what I like, and what I’m willing to try.”
It only took that one touch for his dick to push out. He couldn’t help it. Adam’s skin was laced with the musky scent of desire, and he was touching him, and looking at him like he wanted to kiss him again.
Jake would have made any deal the Strega offered to shift to human-looking for five minutes and find out what it was like to kiss. But would Adam look at him like that if he wasn’t big and wolfy?
It didn’t matter because it wasn’t going to happen. He leaned in and licked the shell of Adam’s ear, then along his jaw. “You taste and smell amazing.”
Adam blushed again. “Thank you… You can smell much better than humans, can’t you?”
“Apparently.” He flexed his claws against Adam’s ass, remembering how much he liked it.
Adam grunted and ground against him. He nuzzled beneath Jake’s jaw. With a hand down Jake’s pants, he coaxed his dick to push all the way out. It didn’t require much effort at all. “All I want to do is suck you off, so I can watch your eyes roll back again.”
“They did not.” They totally had. “Go on. I’m not going to stop you.”
That said, Adam dropped to his knees and pulled Jake’s pants down. “Fuck,” he whispered like a prayer before licking the length from sheath to tip.
Jake ran his fingers through Adam’s hair. With Adam’s mouth around his cock, he didn’t care if this was an experiment as he was a willing subject. Adam’s hand cupped his balls, and he barely held himself back from thrusting into his mouth.
He wanted to suck Adam’s dick. The ache for something he’d never had warred with the pleasure of what he did have. He pushed the thought aside, needing to make the most of the moment. His toes curled against the floor. “That feels so good.”
Adam released him with a pop and glanced up. “I’m so tempted to keep going.”
It would be easy to agree, but he wanted more. “I want you naked this time.”
He knew what humans had in their pants from porn, and he wanted to get his paws on Adam’s body and cock. He pulled him up and licked a stripe up his neck before tugging at his hoodie.
Adam hurriedly pulled it off and the T-shirt beneath while Jake stepped out of his pants. They were really doing this. If a hung ogre like Troy could fuck a human, he could fuck Adam no problem. He probably wouldn’t even shoot fast; his nerves were enough to keep him from getting too excited.
Or at least they were until Adam unzipped his jeans and shoved them over his hips, leaving him in a pair of black briefs that did nothing to hide the bulge of his erection.
He was ripped, all hard muscle, with a light dusting of golden-brown hair.
Adam could have any man he wanted, but he was in Jake’s tiny apartment, looking at him as though he hadn’t eaten in a week, and he wanted everything on the menu.
Jake ran his paws over Adam’s chest, careful not to scratch, learning the curve of each muscle, then over the length of his dick. “Can I?”
“I hope you’re going to…”
Jake hooked his fingers into the briefs and stretched the fabric with his claws. It wouldn’t take much.
Adam watched. “Do it.”
“Rip them?” Clothes weren’t cheap.
“Yeah.” Adam’s heartbeat quickened and his dick twitched.
The sharp tang of pre-cum filled Jake’s nose. He wanted a taste. His claws pushed through the fabric as he pulled. The briefs ripped, and Adam’s breath hitched when Jake ripped them off him.
Adam’s cock jutted forward, thick and ruddy and begging to be licked. Jake dropped the scrap of fabric, crouched, and obliged, lapping over his balls and up the length, tasting the salty pre-cum that slid from the tip.
“Hmm. Your tongue…” Adam’s fingers swept between Jake’s ears. “Can I touch your ears?”
“Yeah.” His lungs filled with the scent of Adam with each breath. It was going to take more than a shower and a scrub to erase the smell this time. He wasn’t sure he wanted to. He wanted the memories to last.
Adam’s touch was light, cautious as his fingers caressed the edge of Jake’s pointed ear. Despite the obvious attraction, Jake expected Adam to pull away at any moment and decide it was too much. But Adam kept on exploring, as if his fur and ears and everything else was fascinating.
Jake nipped the skin above Adam’s hip and stood, licking the hollow of his throat on his way up. He wanted to lick him all over. And bite him a little more.
Adam’s eyes were dark, his fingers threaded with Jake’s. “I don’t want to finish my beer, do you?”
“What beer?” He led Adam towards the bed. It was only a half dozen paces away. Adam didn’t resist, and he didn’t take his eyes off Jake.
Jake sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Adam onto his lap. His paws smoothed over Adam’s hips to cup his ass again. This time, Adam flinched. “Is my skin too rough?”
“I like it. I’m not sure about your claws getting too intimate with my hole.”
Jake lifted one hand. “I did my best. I even filed them after trimming them.”
Adam opened his lips and took both fingers into his mouth.
His tongue swept over the claws as if to test the sharpness.
But it was the way his tongue moved over the pads of his fingers that was far more exciting.
And Adam must’ve seen something in Jake’s face because he did it again before drawing back slowly. “They don’t seem too bad.”
“And if they are?”
“You’ll have to watch me finger my own hole.”
Jake laughed, but he wanted to see that. “That sounds terrible.”
He let one spit wet finger sweep over Adam’s hole, but didn’t push in. He didn’t want to hurt him.
“I’ve got lube in my jeans pocket,” Adam murmured.
“I’ve got some in the bedside table. It makes jacking off that much nicer.” The pads on his paws got rough after a few strokes.
“It does.” His lips found the corner of Jake’s mouth, and he rolled his hip, rocking against him. “The friction is kinda nice.”
So Jake kept teasing him, liking the way he moved and smelled and the way his hole responded to each touch as though to draw him in. “We need the lube, and it’s not going to work like this.”
While Adam’s dick jutted forward, his pointed up due to the sheath.
“I know… you usually do…” Adam liked his lip. “I’ll get on my knees.”
“Doggy style?” Jake laughed. “It’s what it is. I’m not offended.”
“Some are… according to the forum.”
Jake rolled his eyes. “They’re probably the same ones who care more about before than now.” He gave Adam’s ass a pinch. “Go on then, get on your knees and show me what you’ve got.”
Adam’s eyes widened.
“Unless you don’t like that position?” That was going to take a bit more thinking.
“It’s not the position. I just… Your sense of smell…”
“Can I smell your ass? Yes, I can. And the sweat in your underarms, the detergent you use on your clothes, it’s still on your skin. Your soap, something with cloves, your shampoo, and your deodorant.” He nuzzled Adam’s neck. “It’s all you.”
“When you do that, I don’t want to move.” He tilted his head, giving Jake more space to lick and nip. He gripped Jake’s shoulders.
Jake didn’t want him to move, either. He wanted Adam to wrap his hand around both their cocks and jerk them off. Adam’s dick left a smear of pre-cum on Jake’s fur.
Adam sucked in a breath and rocked back. “I might have a sip of that beer. If you want to grab the lube.”
Jake released him, knowing that Adam wasn’t thirsty. He wanted to calm down. And it would give him a few seconds to do the same. Adam got up and shuffled the few paces back into the kitchen area, where he leaned one hip against the counter as if he belonged there.
Jake pulled out the lube and slicked his cock.
Adam watched as he took a long swallow of beer. “That really didn’t help.”
“I like the way you watch me.” He gave himself another slow stroke, giving a slight twist over the head. A third would be a mistake. “Turn around where you are and present your ass.”
Adam sucked in a breath, then turned, placing the beer and his hands on the counter. “Like this?”
“Yeah.” His heart thumped hard as the urge to mount him and fuck him flowed through his blood. He hadn’t expected Adam to do it. Yet there he was, offering his sweet ass up without any reservations.
Jake padded over. He rubbed his lube-slick fingers, the two with the short, clipped claws, over Adam’s hole, and Adam tilted hips. “When someone lifts their ass, it’s so hot.”
He knew it was biology, making him appreciate the view and ramping up his eagerness to mount Adam, nothing more. But he didn’t care. Someone with their hips in the air wanting to be fucked was arousing.
Adam gave a smothered laugh. “You and every other top wants an offered hole.”
Jake pushed one finger in, liking the way Adam’s heartbeat quickened as his breath stuttered. “I doubt they like it for the same reasons as a werewolf. It means you’re needy and ready to be mounted.”
“Pretty much the same.”
Jake doubted human men got the same primal kick that he did. But maybe they weren’t that much different. “You offer up your ass a lot?”
“No, most guys think I want to top. I do sometimes.” He gasped as Jake added a second finger.
“Too much?”
“No. I’m fussy with butt stuff, topping and bottoming.”
With a werewolf’s fingers up his ass, someone might say that was the opposite of fussy. Jake hooked his fingers, brushing Adam’s prostate. His back arched, hips tilting up as though asking for more.
Jake's balls tightened, and his dick throbbed. “Every time you lift your hips, I want to fuck you so bad.” He liked watching Adam’s body silently beg for more.
“Do it.”
“You want me to mount you?” He wanted to hear Adam ask for it. He curved his fingers again.
Adam groaned. “Yes.”
Jake pulled his fingers free and leaned over Adam, resting one paw on the counter. “What about my knot?”
“I want it… It’ll fit. It didn’t look that big.”
“It’s not. I’m not an ogre.”
“What?”
“I’ll tell you later.” Jake pressed the head of his cock against Adam’s slick hole, carefully lining up the tip so the flared head would enter more easily. “If you want me to stop—”
“I want you to start.” Adam pushed his hips back, and Jake gave in, pushing into his hole. There was a little resistance before Adam opened for him.
They both made noises that didn’t sound human.
For a heartbeat, Jake wasn’t sure if he should continue or not.
Adam moved first, and Jake slid deeper into that hot, tight channel, taking that as the signal that all was good.
He placed his other paw on Adam’s shoulder, letting his claws press against the human’s skin as he fucked him, and Adam met every thrust.
Adam dropped his forehead to rest on his hands. A deep moan fell from his lips, then his ass tightened, and his hips jerked. “Fuck.”
The scent of cum filled the air.
Jake wanted to slow down, but Adam demanded more, rocking back as if he hadn’t had enough. Jake’s breath caught, and then it was too late to pull away. His grip on Adam’s shoulder tightened as his knot grew and he came. He pressed hard against Adam’s ass, panting like he’d run for miles and miles.
Adam groaned again. “Oh God, that feels good.”
Jake rested his head against Adam’s, his chest against Adam’s back. “It does.”
“You know the worst thing about this?”
That we’re stuck together? I hope you haven’t changed your mind. “No?”
“My legs want to give out.”
Jake grinned. “If you grab the beers, I’ll take us to the floor.”
“Deal.” Adam lifted his head, located both bottles of beer, and grabbed one in each hand.
Jake put one arm around Adam’s chest and the other around his hips, keeping him close as he sat on the floor with Adam in his lap. He leaned against the kitchen cupboard, right next to the one Adam had made a mess on.
“So you don’t have a choice but to have a cuddle afterward?” Adam handed Jake the remains of his beer.
Jake chuckled. “That’s one way to put it.” It also meant there was no such thing as a quickie, unless he pulled out before knotting. “But I like holding you, too.” He licked the side of Adam’s neck and hugged him tighter to prove his point.
Adam rested his head on Jake’s shoulder. “And I like being held.”
With neither of them wanting to pull away even if they could, they sat on the kitchen floor, drinking their beer, tied together. As Jake’s knot shrank, he wanted Adam to stay, but he also didn’t want to be the one to ask.
“Would you like the first shower?” Jake asked the safer question.
“Sure… Do you still want to get pizza? I’ll order while you shower?”
“I would love to have pizza with you.” Jake licked Adam’s ear, glad that he was staying this time. They’d only gotten together twice and already Jake was falling for this wild human. But could they have more than just sex?
What else could they have? It wasn’t as though they could go on a date, at least not in human areas.
“Important question, and this is a deal-breaker, by the way.” Adam twisted and stared at him, so Jake knew he needed to pay attention. “Do you eat pineapple on pizzas?”
“I do.” He hoped that was the right answer.