Lindsey moaned as Seth’s hand closed hard over his erection. Oh yes. Exactly what he needed. Be calm, my wolfy, and let Daddy have his fun.
Seth stroked long and smooth as his lips caressed the back of Lindsey’s neck. He slipped his own hard cock between Lindsey’s legs and let his thrusts bang against Lindsey’s balls. Oh my, that feels good. Urrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Damn. Lindsey clamped his lips shut and tried to still the sounds rumbling though his chest. “Fuck me, please.”
“I love a man with manners.” The warmth of Seth’s body left his back. After some rustling and ripping, cool gel filled his aching hole.
Seth slipped his fingers inside Lindsey. The contrast between the cool gel and the hot man sent shivers up his arm. Damn, the guy did it for him. But Lindsey was being oddly demure tonight. His cock screamed “fuck me” but his body seemed tentative, like he was waiting for something. He didn’t usually need wooing, but if he wanted to be coaxed, hell, Seth was the man to do it. He curved his body around Lindsey’s back and whispered in his ear. “Push that pretty ass out for me, baby.”
A shudder seemed to start at Lindsey’s feet and ripple up his spine, but he rounded his back and pushed out his butt. Seth pulled his top cheek up to open him wide, felt for his hole in the near dark, and lined up his cock. “Ready?”
“Fuck, yes.” Odd. His voice sounded all growly, not like his usual musical tenor. Must want it bad. And that was good! He pushed.
“Urrrrr.”
Seth swallowed. That was one scary sound Lindsey liked to make. Yeah, and he loved it! He pushed hard and popped through the ring of muscle to heaven. Hot heaven. “Oh shiiiiiiit.” The words flowed out with his breath as he pushed his hips forward and sank in to the balls.
“Harder.”
Wow. Who was he fucking? That voice sounded like—like something other than Lindsey. But the ass pushed back as Seth pushed forward, and who the fuck cared what the voice sounded like? The dark oozed around him like oil, and he was drowning in it.
His hands slid over Lindsey’s shoulders. Hold him tight and fuck him like a machine. His hips pistoned but he wanted more. More. He pushed Lindsey onto his stomach, slid a pillow under his hips, and mounted him. Oh yeah. Fingers digging into taut flesh, he rammed his cock so hard he saw stars in the blackness.
Below him sounded grunts, moans, whimpers, and that deep throaty growl that meant Lindsey to him. “Oh, oh, oh.”
The beautiful guy’s body radiated heat like a furnace. Closer. Want to be closer. He pressed his chest against Lindsey’s back so his hips could only manage little rabbit fucks. Every one sent flashes of cum lightning into his balls. This wasn’t even fucking. It was humping, like he’d turned feral and couldn’t do anything but fuck.
Lindsey whimpered. “Ahoo. Ahoo.”
Closer still. He wrapped his arms around Lindsey’s chest and pumped, his balls banging against Lindsey’s.
What? His fingers tracked across Lindsey’s chest.
“Ahoo. Ahoo.”
Hair? Lindsey didn’t have hair on his chest. Or maybe it was so fair, he’d missed seeing it. He threaded his fingers through it. Maybe Lindsey usually manscaped and missed his wax. Weird. Shit. Who cares? All he wanted was to come. Come. “Oh baby, baby. You wring me out. Gonna come.” His balls tightened like a giant hand of the universe was squeezing the juice out, and screaming flashes of ecstasy raced up his spine with each pump of cum into the condom. Yes. Yes.
“Oh, oh, ahoo. Ahoo.” Lindsey’s body froze. “Ahooooooooooo!”
The howling sound echoed through the room as hot cum splashed onto Seth’s hand, still buried in silky chest fur.
Lindsey lay very still and forced his breathing to be shallow. Seth moved quietly around the bedroom, dressing. He’d made it to his shoes. One clomped on the floor when he dropped it. Still dark outside. He probably wanted to get as far from insane Lindsey as he could.
Why had he risked it? Now he’d not only jeopardized the pack, he’d lost Seth. What must the guy think? Hair? Howling? Jesus!
But he stayed and slept with you.
Probably just exhausted.
He could have gone home and slept.
Carrying on both sides of his own conversation again. The sex had been mind-blowing. In answer to the question why do werewolves have sex on the full moon? Lindsey now knew the answer for certain. Because it was so hot, it practically blew the circuits in your cock! But not worth it to lose the little time he had with Seth.
Rustling. Soft footsteps. The bed dipped, and Seth’s hand lightly caressed Lindsey’s hair. What? His lips touched Lindsey’s cheek. “Hey, lover, I have to go to work. Stay asleep. Just wanted to say sorry I have to leave. Can I see you later?”
Lindsey sat up so fast he practically knocked Seth out with his head. He threw his arms around the guy’s neck. “I’d love to see you later.”
Seth chuckled. “I love your enthusiasm.”
Damn. He couldn’t stop shaking.
“Hey, what’s wrong?”
“I-I just thought I’d overdone it. Maybe too much for you.”
Seth’s arms tightened. “It’s hard to be too much for me, Lindsey. I’ve never found a man who suited me like you do. I used to joke that I wanted an animal in bed, but it was only half a joke. I love my sex rough and hot. I can hardly believe that you do too. Fucking you in the dark was like my own erotic amusement park. I felt like I was melting inside you. Your wonderful sounds threw some switch in my brain and I imagined I felt fur on your body, like we were two animals humping. I know it’s weird, but I really loved it.”
A tear splashed on his cheek. “Me too.”
“Are you working today?”
“Yes, for a few hours. Then I’m going to pick up Jazz from school. Maybe take him riding.”
“Maybe I can meet you for a late dinner?”
“I’d love that. I may have Jazz.”
“Hey, I love the kid. It’s good with me.”
Lindsey squeezed tight. How could this human be so perfect? Oh God, why can’t I keep him?
Seth kissed his lips. “See you later.”
“Yes. Can’t wait.” Sadly, that was the truth.
“Man, that was so cool.” Jazz bounded out of the car as Lindsey closed the garage door.
“That’s just the first of many lessons. The instructor says you’re a natural. We’ll have you on the ponies in no time.”
Jazz stared at his shoes. “I can hardly believe it. Man, I don’t even know why you’d want to do this.”
Why did he want to? It was more than just a desire to help a kid. He smiled. “It’s funny. I feel like we’ve known each other all our lives.”
Jazz looked up. “Yeah. Me too.” He glanced around the garage. “But I gotta tell you, this is not much like real life.”
His heart swelled. “Maybe it can be. Would you like that?”
A sheen coated Jazz’s eyes, and he stared at his scuffed sneakers. “You know what I mean if I say I’m scared to hope?”
Seth’s golden eyes flashed in Lindsey’s mind. “I know exactly what you mean.” He gave Jazz a one-armed hug. More wouldn’t go over well with a teenager. “Come on. Let’s get something to eat.”