Chapter 10 #2
“I thought the same thing. What pair do you want?” Jaxom asked.
“They all look the same so this pair, I guess.”
Drake slid his arm into position and clasped the bracers closed. They both gasped as the black leather visibly shrank to fit perfectly around his forearm. It felt like a second skin. There was even a spot on top to fit and carry a dagger.
“They’re a little old fashioned, but not uncommon when fighting in human form,” Jaxom said. “I think we even have sets of daggers that would fit the sheaths.”
Jaxom slipped his on and the bracers adjusted to fit him, too. “Common, let’s try these out.”
Drake watched him strip and strut his fine backside to the door.
Jaxom’s broad shoulders narrowed down to a firm, rounded buttocks.
Images of cupping those cheeks and pulling Jaxom close, washed through his body.
Drake really needed to explore his mate more.
He wondered how long he’d have to wait before he got to take his mate.
Not that he was complaining. Jaxom could stake a claim anytime he liked.
“After we get back.”
“What?”
“You can have me after we get back,” Jaxom said with a fair dollop of amusement.
“I didn’t say anything.” Drake was up and stripping off his clothes, ready to shift.
“You didn’t have to, mate.”
The mate-bond. He’d been broadcasting through the mate-bond. Must have been good for Jaxom. His cock was standing hard and proud.
“Let’s skip the shift,” Drake suggested.
“Shift first,” Jaxom’s eyes radiated sensuality, “get deep with each other, eat a late breakfast, new pack member initiation after.”
Drake ran out the door ahead of Jaxom. He shifted as he jumped off the deck. Fangs, claws, and fur forming midair. He landed on his paws and turned to watch his lover shift.
Jaxom was the most impressive wolf he’d ever seen.
Large, black, muscle, and power. And fast. The size was an asset not a hindrance to moving.
He’d look like death to anyone stupid enough to try and fight him.
That large black wolf took up space as he ran through the forest. The bracers on his front legs, tight and intact, did indeed shift with Jaxom.
Drake could feel his own bracers protecting his front legs.
Drake threw himself at Jaxom, needing to feel his mate’s power against his own body.
They wrestled and nipped at each other, testing speed and dexterity.
There was no room for fear as Jaxom rounded on Drake, crouched low, growling, and stalking him.
Drake mirrored his mate, moving in a circle to force Jaxom into position.
Drake charged, driving low to knock into Jaxom, throwing him back against a tree.
Jaxom snarled and shoved against the tree to charge into Drake, shoving him back.
Claw marks raked the forest floor as Drake strained against him.
At the last moment he let up on the pressure causing Jaxom to stumble.
He used that stumble to rear up and shove Jaxom to the ground, knocking him off his feet.
Drake gave a wolfie laugh as Jaxom surged back to his feet.
He came back with a snarl, wrapping his forelegs around Drake’s neck.
He got his haunches underneath him and reared, throwing Jaxom off but not far enough.
Jaxom drove his shoulder into Drake’s side and nipped at his neck.
He ducked the nip just in time to swipe at Jaxom’s front legs, causing him to jump to avoid the hit.
Drake play bowed to his mate, wagging his tail in the air, then took off.
He ran through the forest in a long circle around the cabin.
Jaxom matched him stride for stride, occasionally bumping into him to, just for the fun if it.
Even through the fur, he could feel tingles from his mate.
Those shoves, tingles, and the feel of his mate had Drake turning back to the cabin.
This had not been the playful flirting of last night. This was two powerful Alphas finding their equals in combat. Drake had never dared think he had a chance against an Alpha. Now, he knew differently. He was more than a match for any wolf that was arrogant enough to oppose him.
Jaxom tackled Drake to the ground as they shifted back to human form beside the cabin.
He pinned Drake’s hands down by his head and captured his lips in a scorching kiss.
Hard cocks rubbed against each other as Jaxom ground his hips against Drake’s.
He suckled kisses down the side of Drake’s neck leaving little hickeys in his wake.
“You are absolutely amazing, handsome,” Jaxom growled. Drake could feel his wolf riding the surface, egging Jaxom on. “Everyone will know that you can knock me off my feet in combat. They will know not to mess with you, not because of me, but because of you.”
Drake strained up against his mate, hot need rising. Jaxom sucked on his neck, leaving more marks. Claiming him with another visual Drake hadn’t known he needed until that moment.
Drake powered up and flipped Jaxom onto his back. He lunged in and left his own hickey on Jaxom’s exposed neck. He used his bulk to keep Jaxom on the ground. His knee slipped between Jaxom’s legs, widening them so he could get in position to play.
“I never thought about being with a man before yesterday. I still don’t want any man. I want one man. You,” Drake said.
“Fuck yes. Get up and inside now.” Jaxom’s needy growl sent blood rushing through his body. He could listen to that sexy voice rumble in his ear all day.
“No, not yet. It’s my turn and I intend to indulge,” Drake said. Jaxom had brought him such pleasure last night, like nothing he’d ever felt before. So different than other experiences. It was time to return the favor.
He looked up Jaxom’s hard abs, chiseled pecks to his incredibly handsome face.
Intense blue eyes watched Drake move to the area he’d been denied exploring the night before.
Jaxom’s cock was hard and waiting for Drake so he avoided touching it.
A little tease to get his mate anticipating.
Instead, he ran light fingers up his inner thighs, grazing his balls.
A quick swipe of his tongue up his cock, and then a soft blow of air across sensitive skin.
Jaxom’s groaned and shifted restlessly. “Damn, that feels good. You look so sexy down there, handsome.”
Drake looked up to see Jaxom had laced his fingers behind his head. He could now watch Drake play with his cock. Drake smiled up at him as he blew on Jaxom’s cock again.
“So, you’re a tease?” Jaxom said, a grin lifting the side of his of his mouth.
“Right now, yes.” Drake gave another swipe up his cock. “I like that you keep it trim. Hate hair in my mouth. Keep it up, mate. You might get more of this.”
Drake wrapped his lips around the head, licking, and giving small little suckles. Jaxom gasped and thrust up into Drake’s mouth, not hard, but needing. His mate had nothing to worry about. He was going to get it all.
Drake used that small nudge to set up a slow guide up and down that fine cock.
He loved the feel of his mate in his mouth, like he was always meant to be doing this.
A steady rhythm developed as Drake brushed his thumb over Jaxom’s balls.
The movement had his mate tightening up under him.
Jaxom was rising to meet Drake’s mouth giving him pleasure.
He gave a chuckle as he backed off a little, running his tongue over the head of Jaxom’s cock.
“Don’t, don’t stop,” Jaxom begged, his voice rough with need.
“Oh, you like this?” Drake grinned as he suckled his way up the side of Jaxom’s hard red cock.
“Fuck yes, get back there,” Jaxom laughed as he nudged Drake’s cheek with the head of his cock.
“Yes, mate.”
Drake engulfed his length and set up a hard, steady glide up and down his mate.
He sucked hard to get as much contact as possible.
Jaxom suddenly latched his hand into Drake’s hair, keeping him down on his cock as he came, shuddering in his release.
Drake sucked down hard and rode out his mate, trying to extend the pleasure as much as possible.
He drank in Jaxom, reveling in bringing his mate to a new height.
“Oh, man. Awe, yeah,” Jaxom moaned as his head thunked back down on the soft, pine needle covered earth. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
Drake rested his head on Jaxom’s thigh, desire still thrumming through his veins. That was good, though. If Jaxom was spent for the moment, they had time to be together. They had the rest of their lives. Drake couldn’t grasp just how lucky he really was. He’d do anything to keep his mate happy.