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Zack smiled and shook his head. He opened the lube and squirted out a good glob of it in his hand.
“You won’t need much. I told you it’s not my first time. ”
“Oh, but I will. ”
Zack turned to face himand pushing his boxers down, giving Gabe his first look at a wolf’s penis. Gabe’s eyebrows flew almost to his hairline, and he fell down on the bed to twist around and look at Zack more closely. “Whoa, baby, you’re hung like a horse, and what the hell is that?”
Zack looked down at himself and tried to imagine what his mate must be seeing. Around the base of his larger than human cock was a large, circular knot, a bulbus glandis found in every canine species, including the wolf. The knot was nature’s way of ensuring conception for the male and female of primitive species by tying the two together long enough for the sperm to be effective. In shifters, the gland also secreted hormones to create the bond. The same hormones sealed a bond in male matings with the added benefit of providing incredibly long, intense orgasms in the way it affected the prostate. Though the secretions only occurred in the mating bond, the bonus of exceptional climaxes occurred whenever the knot was embedded strictly for pleasure, an involved explanation Zack was not going to take the time for then.
“It’s my knot, sweetheart, and it will hurt like hell going in, but you can stretch to take it. I’ll go slow and be careful. I promise. Once it’s in, you’ll have a lot of orgasms, and they’ll be very mind blowing. Just hang on and try to ride it out till it’s over. ”
Gabe went back to his hand and knees, stuck out his ass, and wiggled it again. “Multiple orgasms? Let’s do this! Oh and don’t forget the condom. I’m not suicidal. ”
“I don’t need a condom, baby, and neither do you. Our blood affords us immunity from most diseases. ”
Gabe’s eyes widened. “You mean we can always go bareback?Damn, that’s a perk!”
Zack laughed out loud, proud of his adventurous, sexy little lover. He lubed him up well and put his fingers in to stretch him before nudging the large head of his cock inside. Gabe twisted to look at him, taking his width without difficulty. A wave of love washed over Zack. He thrust deeply inside him, right up to the knot. Gabe pushed back on him. Zack took the opportunity to push in deep and hard, forcing some of the knot inside him. Gabe cried out and tried to pull away. Zack’s hand, clutching Gabe’s cock and balls, pulled him back. The other hand worked in the knot.
“I warned you, baby. Push back against me, honey. Bear down and push out. You can take it. ” While Gabestopped trying to get away, he moaned pitifully and almost broke Zack’s heart. “I’m sorry, darlin’. I don’t mean to hurt you, but it’s the only way. One more push. ”
He pulled Gabe back into him with one hand while he eased a finger in to help lever the knot inside with the other. With a pop, the knot slid past its thickest part and rammed deep inside him. Gabe arched his back and cried out with an immediate and intense orgasm, his pr
ostate rubbed and bathed in the chemicals released from the gland. He reared back against Zack, lifting up to his knees.
His own body pulsing, filling Gabe with his cum, Zackpulled Gabe’s head to the side by his hair, neck up to meet his mouth. He bit down on the side of his neck sharply, giving him the deep mating bite, ensuring Gabe was his forever. Gabe cried out in surprise and pain, followed quickly by a deep-throated groan of pleasure.
His climax ebbing, Zack released the bite, licking at the wound on Gabe’s neck, taking his sweet blood. Zack held to Gabe’s body, twisting out of control. Making mindless whimpering sounds, Gabe’s breath came in big hitches as his body processed the chemicals flooding into him. Zack lowered him down, going with him as Gabe collapsed to the bed, their bodies tied together.
Wave after wave of bliss engulfed Gabe. He cried out a lot from an experience too intense to last—except it did. On and on it went until he thought he might die. Zack wedged his hand under him and wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking it gently and soothingly. One orgasm started to ease off and another took its place. Gabe thought he might have howled a time or two, but most of the time he wanted only to be held and comforted by the very man who was killing him! He begged Zack to end it, but Zack murmured to him instead. The feelings grew too powerful, and he lost himself in a faint.
He woke up in the middle of another orgasm. Too tired to fight it, he let it take him over and rode it like a wave. Another, then another and Zack whispered to him, soothed him, told him over and over he was his sweetheart, his lover, his mate.
Gabe wasn’t sure he’d survive until the pressure in his ass eased, and Zack pulled out, stroking his back to relax him. Zackbit into his wrist and held it to Gabe’s mouth.
“Drink, sweetheart. It will help tomake you mine completely. ”
Gabe let the bright sweetness spill over his lips. He remembered the taste and musk of honey, thick and delicious as he closed his eyes and latched onto Zack’s wrist. The blessed lassitude came over him in waves, soothing the pain and making him feel boneless and totally relaxed. He was flying again, higher than before. He soared up into the clouds, and they thickened around him.
He awoke slowly, sensuously, feeling more relaxed than he’d been in months even with a raging hard-on. He stretched and tried to roll over on his side—and came instantly awake. His left wrist was handcuffed to the bedpost. What? Was he kidding? Wide awake and fuming, Gabe tried to twist his wrist out of the restraint without success.
Looking around him for something to use to help him break free, he realized how very dark it was. Considering it was the night of the full moon, it wasn’t as dark as it should be. A soft light came through a casement window high on the bathroom wall. The moon was shining brightly outside. For a moment, his body tensed as he waited for the pull of the moonlight, but it didn’t come. No hint of the change came over him, no feelings of bestial savagery. He breathed a sigh of relief. At least that much was true. Zack had promised him the shifting would be over after he mated with him. Apparently he hadn’t been lying.
Why in the hell had he handcuffed him? The idea made him furious. He would not be anyone’s prisoner—not even Zack’s no matter how crazily his body cried in need of him. Impotently, Gabe pulled at the cuff and gripped his hard-on for relief. From outside, he heard the distant howling of wolves, and it made him shiver. What if one of them came in here and attacked him? Another distant howl and his mind traveled back to the night a little over a year ago when he’d heard that sound before—the night his mother was murdered. If one of those murdering wolves came in, he’d be a sitting duck. Shaking, he forced his mind not to think about what might be lurking outside the walls of the room. He pulled desperately at the handcuff. His hand slipped a tiny bit down into the cuff, and an idea was born. The lube still lay within reach on the bedside table.
As wonderful as running through the woods with his pack was, Zack’s thoughts kept straying back to his sweet mate. If there hadn’t been the pressure of the full moon coming so soon, he would have waited, making sure they had time to learn more of each other before mating. He promised his cousin he wouldn’t endanger the other mates and children and handcuffed Gabe to the bed once he fell asleep, in case the mating wasn’t strong enough. He hoped Gabewouldn’t wake up until after he got back home to remove the restraints. It might upset him. The last thing he wanted.
He made his way back home way ahead of the rest of the pack, excited to see Gabe. Shifting quickly, he grabbed his clothes and almost ran to the basement, anxious to move him to what would be their new bedroom. A little nervous, he hoped Gabe would like his new home and settle into his new life. He knew it would be quite an adjustment to get used to pack life, particularly considering the traumatic and tragic way he was made. Experience and tradition had proved wolves and Werekin were ultimately happier within a pack, following rules and laws. Rogues were those who didn’t assimilate for whatever reason and some became the equivalent of human outlaws, refusing to obey the laws of wolf or human, often violent and destructive.
Zack wished he could make Gabe’s turning right to him somehow, but he couldn’t erase the pain and horror of the attack. No one could bring back his poor mother. He would like to help Gabe find the murdering rogue, not only for his sake, but for the sake of other humans the rogue might encounter.
In the meantime, he would try to help Gabe understand pack life and assimilate into it gradually. He figured he was going to be a handful as a mate. He certainly had a mind of his own.
He opened the door to the basement room and stopped in horror. The bed was empty, and the cuff he’d used to restrain his mate hung discarded by the bedpost. He turned in a panic to run from the room, when a slight noise from the bathroom stopped his wild flight. Crossing quickly to the door, he flung it open to see Gabe standing calmly by the sink, wearing only a towel and shaving. He cast Zack a frowning look in the mirror and kept at his task, not bothering to even acknowledge him otherwise.
“Gabe? Honey?” Gabe finished and rinsed his face carefully before turning to look at Zack. “Don’t honey me. You handcuffed me to the bed!I’m not your fucking prisoner, so you may as well get used to the idea right away. ”
“No, Gabe , thatwasn’t why I handcuffed you. Honestly, I was afraid the mating and the blood might not totally work at first, and I had to leave to shift with the pack. I didn’t want to put you back in the cell, but I couldn’t leave the other mates and the children unprotected, in case something went wrong. ”
