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“I’d love to play with you in my wolf form.” Mitch flipped Simon onto his back and blanketed him. “What do you have planned for today? I can take the morning off if you have time to go for a run.”
“I don’t have a job,” Simon said. “We can do whatever you want. I’m completely at your mercy.”
Mitch rumbled in approval. “I like that.” He lowered his forehead to Simon’s chin, nudged it back until his throat was exposed, and then sucked on his neck. “I like it a lot.”
“I thought…” Simon’s words were interspersed with gasps. “I though you wanted me to work at a flower shop.”
“What I want is for you to spend every second of your life at my side.” He licked the mark he’d made and moved to a new spot. “But Omegas enjoy contributing to the pack, so I’m willing to accept you having a job as long as it doesn’t take you away from me too much.”
“You’re ridiculously possessive,” Simon said breathlessly.
“Uh-huh.” Mitch licked a swath up Simon’s neck, sniffed around for an unmarked area, and went back to work. “Controlling too. Bossy. And territorial.” He nibbled his way across Simon’s jaw. “Think you can handle that?”
“I think—” Simon moaned and bucked under Mitch. “I think I know how to keep you in line.”
“That you do.” Mitch nipped Simon’s ear and smiled. “Now do you want to tell me what I did to keep you awake before we get too distracted?”
“I’m already distracted, which is why I couldn’t sleep.” Simon moved his thigh across Mitch’s erection. “You were hard and pressed up against me.”
“That’s what woke you up?”
Simon’s face reddened in the early morning light and the scent of desire got thicker.
“Did it turn you on?”
Glancing away, Simon bobbed his head. “You asked what kept me up. I was, uh, up and I couldn’t sleep through it.”
Mitch rumbled in approval, endlessly pleased that his mate’s reaction to his arousal was lust instead of fear.
“Next time that happens, wake me.” Mitch wedged himself between Simon’s legs and hunched until their cocks lined up. “I’ll always take care of you, pup.” And he’d love every second of it.
“You work hard all day. You need sleep.”
“I need you more,” Mitch assured him. Deciding the time for talking was over, he propped his left forearm on the bed, keeping himself raised, and wrapped his right hand around their dicks, holding them together.
“Oh!” Simon gasped. He looked down between their bodies and watched, mesmerized, as Mitch began to stroke. “What…what should I do?”
Mitch’s balls throbbed in reaction to the display of deference. “Pinch your nipples, pup. Pinch them hard and watch us until you come.”
Though he blushed at the order, Simon complied, raising both hands to his chest and plucking at his nipples as he watched Mitch work their dicks faster and faster.
“How do they feel?” Mitch asked. “They look a little red.”
“Still…still a little sore from last night.”
Sore in a good way based on Simon’s dilated pupils and happy whimpers.
“Going to keep them that way all the time,” Mitch promised as he increased the pace of his strokes.
“Oh, Lord,” Simon moaned.
“I’ll pinch them and suck them and bite them so they’re always swollen and hard.”
Slick liquid dripped from Simon’s cockhead, and his mouth fell open as he sucked in air.
“You won’t be able to wear a shirt without feeling them and remembering how they got that way and who you belong to.”
“Mitch!” Simon yelled as his cock throbbed and pulsed hot cream between them.
“Fuck, yes,” Mitch grunted and fisted his cock firmly and quickly until his own seed shot out. He pointed his cockhead at Simon’s body so he could cover him in his scent again.
“Oh, Lord.” Simon sucked in air and shivered. “You make me feel so good.”
“Mmm,” Mitch moaned approvingly as he moved his palm over Simon’s chest, rubbing in their ejaculate. “I love you, pup.” He leaned down and sucked on Simon’s earlobe. “Want to shift and run with you.”
“Okay.” Simon nodded. “I might need a nap later though.”
“A nap sounds good. Maybe I’ll join you.”
Simon chuckled. “If you get in bed with me, we probably won’t get much sleep.”
“Probably not.” Mitch kissed his mate softly. “Let’s go run.”
Simon suggested a shower as they got out of bed, but Mitch refused. He wanted his seed and scent all over his mate, knowing he’d appreciate the marking even more in his wolf form than he did as a human. Thankfully, Simon had agreed without argument, smiling shyly in understanding before kissing Mitch’s cheek and hurrying to the back door.
The sun was barely coming up when they leaped off the back porch into the woods. Mitch tapped Simon’s muzzle, telling him to go ahead and then followed him toward the trees. Looking up at the sky, he noticed that Simon’s auburn fur matched the oranges and reds in the sunrise. His mate was as beautiful as a wolf as he was as a man. And he was even smaller.
