Chapter 21 #2
His mother would wake up soon. Alexander couldn’t stand the thought of her being there when she heard the news.
“Fuck,” Alexander murmured. Without even thinking about it, he disappeared and appeared in Boaz’s cabin.
The werewolf’s familiar scent wrapped around him, soothing and comforting him.
He felt the tension he hadn’t even known he was holding slip away as he breathed it in greedily.
He’d almost forgotten what it felt like to relax, to breathe without a weight pressing down on his chest. He found he could set his reservations aside and just enjoy the feeling.
Let himself be soothed by the werewolf’s scent.
He sat on the bed and reached for his pillow.
He buried his face in it and breathed it in.
But that wasn’t enough. He felt a deep yearning for the werewolf.
He dropped the pillow on the bed and stepped out to the porch.
Closing his eyes, he searched for Boaz amongst the thrumming heartbeats he could hear around him.
He’d know Boaz’s heartbeat from anywhere.
The rhythm of his heart strong and vital.
He wasn’t there. Alexander extended his senses, covering the while area, including the town.
He heard Boaz’s heartbeat, faintly a distance away.
Alexander disappeared following the sound.
And he appeared most chaotic place on earth.
Noise and bright colors crashed over Alexander from every direction—music blaring, laughter ringing out, lights flashing.
Everywhere he turned, people pressed close to each other, shoulder to shoulder.
Alexander looked around searching for Boaz amongst the crowd.
He listened to his heartbeat following the sound like a beacon.
And just ahead of him. he saw Boaz, Hansel and Lyla.
Hansel pointed to something behind them, and walked away leaving the two of them there.
Lyla said something, and Boaz shook his head as if he hadn’t heard her.
Lyla leaned in a hand cupped to her mouth, the move brought her so close to Boaz, so close their bodies touch.
Alexander balled into fists at the sight as a possessive feeling crashed through him.
He tried to hold it back, tried to stop the burning sensation in his gums as his fangs dropped.
But he couldn’t. He followed them, sticking to the shadow, the possessive feeling consuming him. They stepped into a haunted house,
Alexander followed.
The darkness in the haunted house offered him cover, and he managed to get close enough to Boaz and grasped his arm. He dragged him into a dead-end hallway, hiding them from view.
“What the fuck?” Boaz growled and tried to shove him off. Alexander slammed Boaz back against the wall and leaned in. He buried his face in the side of Boaz’s neck and snigged loudly. Boaz made a whiney sound, melting into him.
“Baby,” the word slipped out of his mouth before he could stop it. He cringed wishing he could take the word back, but it was out there. And right then he didn’t care.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Boaz asked, breathing hard. His every word belying the way his body was reacting to Alexander.
“I don’t know,” Alexander shook his head, confused. “I couldn’t stand seeing you with her. I know it’s weird, but I can’t help myself. You’re mine.”
Shit. Alexander silently groaned. He sounded like a deranged cave man. But it felt right in the moment and he wasn’t willing to take it back.
“What?” Boaz asked. The confusion and shock in Boaz’s voice so clear.
Instead of answering, Alexander ran his fangs down Boaz’s neck following the stream of blood in his veins. Boaz whimpered, dragging Alexander closer until there was no space between. He ran his hands down his back and palmed his ass.
“Bite me,” Boaz begged, rocking his hips.
Oh fuck, Alexander silently moaned as pleasure erupted through his veins. Boaz moved his hips harder, rolling them against him over and over.
“Not here,” Alexander said stepping away.
“I’ll be waiting at your cabin.” He disappeared without waiting for a reply.
He appeared in Boaz’s cabin and took off his clothes without second thought.
He sat on the bed waiting, his heart pounding in his chest and his hunger mingling with his desire.
He grasped his cock, just as the back door was nudged open.
A black wolf stepped inside seconds later.
Alexander watched in fascination as Boaz changed into his human form.
Gorgeous, Alexander thought as his eyes crawled over Boaz’s magnificent body. Tall, thick muscles and olive skinned.
He wanted him. Now.
“Come here,” Alexander commanded. Boaz’s grey eyes went stormy, his throat bobbing.
He took a step then another, closing the gap between them.
The he did something Alexander didn’t expect.
He dropped to his knees. “Fuck,” Alexander murmured as heat crawled down his spine, and his cock jerked in his hand.
He definitely liked seeing Boaz on his knees. “Crawl to me.”
Boaz didn’t hesitate, he closed the gap between them stopping an inch from him. His breath hit Alexander’s cock.
Shit. Alexander felt like he was going dizzy with want. He closed his eyes, breathing through his mouth. The Boaz’s hands ran up his thighs, until his fingers ran over the underside of his cock.
“Ugh…” Alexander jerked as an electric current went through him. His eyes popped open and he stared at the werewolf. “What are you doing?”
“I want to suck it,” Boaz said.
Fuck.
“Okay,” Alexander forced out, his mouth suddenly dry.
Boaz slowly leaned close. Each second that ticked by making Alexander burn with anticipation. He forced himself to look away, but his eyes were dragged back. He was unable to look away. He watched as Boaz reached for his cock and brought it to his mouth. Alexander shivered.
But then Boaz paused. He looked up at him, a crease forming between his brow, his curls flopping on his forehead. He looked so innocent.
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” he said.
Fucking adorable, Alexander silently groaned as the desire to wreck the werewolf filled him. He held it back, digging his nails into the mattress.
“Just do whatever fills good to you,” he grated out.
“Okay,” Boaz said leaning close. He opened his mouth and closed it around the head and sucked. He pulled away and took a deep breath. He looked up at him. “How is that?” he asked.
“It feels good,” Alexander moaned.
Boaz nodded and lowered his head again. He kissed the head slowly, licking around the slit. Alexander wished he would suck him deep. He was going to kill him, he thought as he gritted his teeth.
“It feels really good. Maybe if you could take more…”
“Like this?” Boaz asked opening his mouth to take him deeper.
He swirled his tongue, moaning around him.
He sucked him a little too deep, he touched the back of his throat.
Boaz choked, but he didn’t pull back. He sucked his deeper, until he was bobbing his head up and down as if he’d sucked cock before.
The those of Boaz doing this with someone else, made something evil curl deep inside Alexander.
He clutched the sides of Boaz’s head and held him still.
“I want to fuck your mouth,” he said, moving his hips little the urge to claim the werewolf burning through him.
A needy moan rumbled in Boaz’s throat, sending vibrations down Alexander’s cock.
He hissed as he buried his fingers in Boaz’s hair and angled his head as he started to fuck his face.
He rolled his hips, fucking his mouth in shallow thrusts that slowly grew more tense and hard as Boaz opened his mouth wider and he took Alexander’s cock all the way to the back of his throat.
Spit and snort dripped from mouth and nose as he rammed into him.
Wrecking him. Boaz stared up at him with heavy lidded eyes, his face slack and blissed out.
“Ahh…shit,” Alexander groaned as his orgasm rushed through him.
He thrust deep, hitting the back of Boaz’s throat cutting off his air.
The werewolf squirmed against him, his body trembling, streaming out of his eyes.
Alexander pulled out, cum dripping out of his cock spurting all over Boaz’s face. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”
At his words, Boaz jerked. He staggard to his feet.
But Alexander pulled his down onto his lap.
Boaz leaned his head to Alexander’s shoulder clearly wiped out.
“Let me clean you up,” he said as he reached his shirt on the floor.
Boaz lifted his head to let him and wiped his cum off his face.
When he was done, he lay Boaz on the bed and then settled beside him.
“I’m hungry,” he said as he flung an arm around Boaz and dragged him closer. The werewolf tilted his head to the side and let him feed.