“…Didn’t mean to thank you,” he murmurs.
“Well, I liked it, puppy. Will you cum for me?”
“Mmm, yeah,” he whimpers, his body tensing, cock throbbing in my hand.
“Do it. I’ll be right behind you. Cum for me, pup.”
“Bane!” The sound of my name torn from his lips as he falls apart is music to my ears. His eyes squeeze shut, his back arches, and a low moan spills from his lips as he comes undone in my hand.
Seeing him pushes me over the edge. That and my cock pushing in deep, my knot throbbing against his rim, so close to where it needs to be. My body shakes as I spill into him.
It’s almost enough to make my knees buckle and collapse, but I brace myself on the bed rather than crush him and watch as Josh catches his breath and rides out the aftershocks.
When I lie next to him, he immediately melts into me, his eyes sleepy and happy. I stroke his hair, amazed that I get soft moments like this with him. Whether he’s sexy or sweet, Josh is everything I desire. I’m damn lucky to actually have him.
Josh suddenly rouses and looks at me very seriously. He pokes my chest with a finger. “You’re the puppy.”
I laugh. “You know what? I think we both are.”
He considers this and nods. “I can live with that.”
Good. But I plan to do a lot better than just living. Never thought I was the fairy tale type, but I want to spend every day making him happier than he ever dreamed possible. Josh Fielding deserves a happily ever after, and I’m the man who’s gonna give it to him.
20.Fight Night Approaches
Josh
Bane and I stroll down the streets of Concordia in the evening, our fingers entwined. We wander and window shop leisurely after seeing a movie, not ready to go back to the apartment yet. We pass a candy store with overflowing cauldrons full of chocolate and gummy bears, and a poster in the window advertises that the supernatural carnival is coming back into town soon. Going with Bane sounds like the perfect evening.
Wynn emerges from a storefront ahead, and his eyes widen at the sight of our linked hands. “Wow. I knew this was happening, but seeing it in person…”
“Wynn,” the wolf beside me growls in warning.
The other man blinks, shaking his head and snapping out of it. His eyes raise to mine with a sheepish smile. “Sorry. Bane explained everything, but I haven’t been living this second chance like you two have. My first thought is still…”
“Not good things?” I guess.
“Not good at all,” he agrees. “And slightly murderous. Again, sorry. You don’t deserve that.”
“No, it’s okay. I like it.” My eyes widen and I correct, “Well, not the murderous thoughts about me part. You still think of me as the guy who rejected your cousin, and it’s nice that you’re looking out for him.”
Just like that, Wynn’s smile softens and becomes more genuine. “Tell Bane to stop keeping you all to himself. I think we’ll get along once we actually get to know each other.”
“I’m right here,” Bane complains. “I can hear you.”
“Good.” Wynn slaps his cousin on the arm. “Quit hogging your boyfriend so we can all hang out.”
“That’s a good idea,” he says. I agree. Wynn proves there are some normal, less rigid wolves in Iron Pack and he’s Bane’s best friend. I’m looking forward to getting to know him better.
Then Wynn continues. “I’ll see you at the party, but the whole family and some of the pack will be there. Doubt we’ll get to talk much then.”
Now he’s lost me. “Party? What party?”
“Bane’s birthday party.” He looks between us curiously. “You’re coming, aren’t you?”
My boyfriend’s hand tightens in mine. We haven’t discussed this yet. His birthday is coming up, I knew that, but I didn’t realize how soon.
“It got weird,” Wynn states. “Why did it get weird?” He steps closer to Bane and lowers his voice. “Is he not invited?”
