Jacks, Marcy - Eli's Reluctant Mate [DeWitt's Pack 5] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (12 page)

That one finger was enough to make him moan in need, and Chris hadn’t even touched his prostate.

Chris jumped at the sound. “You sure about this?”

He asked as though he thought Eli had faked the noise just to

encourage Chris on.

Eli’s body was on fire now, everything inside of him thumping,  his blood rushing like a hot river of lava through his veins. He needed  this. He had to mate. Needed to do it, to have Chris’s cock inside him,

even if his body wasn’t prepared to  take it yet. “Yes! Yes, just fuck

me!” he demanded.

Chris, however, seemed determined to take his time, and whether

he knew it or not, that was sheer torture for Eli.

As Chris inserted a third finger, Eli began pressing his body back against the digits, fucking himself on them, and the tips of Chris’s fingers came very close to rubbing against that spot inside of him.

Not a full on touch, but the electric sizzle was still there, and Eli

groaned, his heavy cock pulsing between his legs, demanding

satisfaction.

“Fuck me, right now!” he demanded. He’d seen what Chris’s dick  had looked like when the other man had taken off his pants. He was as  big, heavy, and thick as Eli. Maybe slightly more so. If Chris would  just hurry it up and put that thing inside of him he would come with  no problem at all.

And then they would do it again and again.

“You’re not ready yet,” Chris said. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

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The fact that he was taking so long preparing him was hurting

him! Couldn’t Chris see that?

It annoyed him that  he had to do it, and it was a shot to his alpha pride, but, desperate times, and all that. “Please. I’m ready. Please fuck me, I can’t take it anymore.”

There was a hesitation of maybe one second. It felt more like an hour, and that was a helluva long time for a horny man to have to wait. Finally, Chris removed his fingers, and Eli heard the slight groan from behind him, and he looked to see Chris lubing his cock, gripping it from the base and sliding the lotion to the top of the shaft.

Chris’s face twisted in pleasure as he stroked himself. That was so

fucking hot.

Chris shifted his knees, still gripping his dick, and Eli felt the  blunt tip nudge against the entrance of his asshole.

Chris said nothing more. His mouth fell open, and he moaned as  he pushed in then tried to stop after about an inch or so. He probably  thought he was giving Eli a chance to adjust and work his anal  muscles around the intrusion.

He was having none of that.

Eli pushed out as he, without any warning to Chris, pushed back against his  dick.

They both moaned as Chris was unexpectedly fully sheathed. He gripped Eli’s hips, pressing his forehead down against Eli’s back, trying to catch his breath.

Eli had to squeeze his eyes shut. His balls tightened, and he felt that inward rush come upon him that signalled his orgasm was near.  He grabbed hold of the base of his prick and squeezed, groaning in the sheer fucking ecstasy of it. He would not come yet. He wanted this to go on for a little longer.

“Move. Move,” Eli growled, already pushing back against the other man.

Chris groaned at the movement and then started pumping his hips. That was what he was talking about! Eli moaned, his elbow nearly

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giving out and making him fall on his face into the pillows, but he  kept a hold of himself. He pushed  back against Chris’s fast thrusts.

He heard the way Chris breathed, listened to the sound of his heart  beating as he fucked Eli as hard and fast as he could.

They were claiming each other, and Chris was powerless to resist  it now that it was finally happening.

“Oh! Fuck!” Chris cried out.

Eli’s sentiments exactly. He had no choice. He had to let go, to let his animal side take over, and that was exactly what he did.

He let go of his dick, allowing his orgasm to rush through him, and continued to wail and moan in absolute pleasure as he pulled himself up onto his knees to grip the wooden headboard of his bed.

His fingers splintered the wood. Chris’s hands came around his chest, holding him close and pinching his nipples. Everywhere his mate’s hands touched was a pleasure point. Eli’s whole body was on fire. His dick was full again, and he desperately wanted to come despite already having spent himself.

He ground his hips down on Chris’s dick, pushing it deeper inside of himself, luxuriating in the feel of it touching his inner walls and prostate. In. Out. In. Out.

Chris kissed his neck, still breathing like he was running a marathon. “I’m gonna come inside you. You’re mine.” He growled, the pumping motion of his hips speeding up to an impossible rhythm.

Eli growled and pushed back against him. The bed was creaking violently now under the pressure of both of their bodies. It was always an old piece of shit anyway. Eli was going to have to replace it after this.

Chris moaned, the thrusting motion of his body becoming slower but harder and then jerky as Eli felt the warm rush of fluid spurting inside of him.

It was enough to throw him over the edge.

Though he should have  been able to go on for longer than that―many more times, actually―Eli’s body clocked out on him.

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Perhaps it was because he’d finally joined with his mate, his human mate who couldn’t go ten times in a row like a werewolf could, so when Chris sagged against Eli, his cock becoming soft inside of him, Eli’s body must’ve taken that as a hint.

Luckily it was too hot to sleep with the blankets anyway, so all the stuff they ruined, save for the sheets just covering the mattress, were thrown onto the floor.

Eli lay on his back, his eyes shut and sleep pulling him away. He could still feel the presence of the full moon outside, but now it was a comforting feel rather than a torturous one.

He just about drifted off when he felt Chris’s touch on his arm.

His eyes popped open to see the other man looking at him expectantly. Wordlessly, Eli lifted his arm, allowing Chris to sink down on Eli’s chest, the both of them snuggling close, their legs twining together, despite the heat.

“Thank you,” he heard Chris say before drifting off.

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Chapter Ten

Eli had created a monster.

Whereas before Chris had been shy and just barely willing to spend time alone with Eli, now he was insistent on locking the door to  Eli’s cabin to prevent any unwanted guests, shutting the windows to keep them from being seen or heard, and putting Eli on his back at every possible moment.

Not that he was complaining in the beginning, and the knowing little smirks that were sent his way after going several hours without being seen by anyone were a huge boost to his ego.

But now that his wolf was more than settled, Eli had grown curious.

Chris was a young man, hardly a teenager, but still at an age where he should of had some experience with sex.

With the eager way he acted and the needy behavior he displayed,  Eli was prone to think that Chris had never had an orgasm in his life before Eli came along.

He asked him as much the next time they were alone. James had given the both of them permission to travel with the group of alphas and omegas to the pond for  swimming, and though they were dressed for a day out, shorts, T- shirts, sandals, and whatnot, neither were up for swimming.

Eli should’ve expected the defensive answer Chris gave him. “I wasn’t a virgin or anything, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“No, I didn’t think that,” Eli lied. Truthfully, the thought had briefly entered his head. It had been what he’d hoped for. It was the preferable scenario over what Eli suspected.

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“It’s just that you don’t act like someone used to having sex.”  That, and Chris still showed a slight fear of letting Eli top him. The  last time Eli tried, he’d been so careful, and yet still Chris had  trembled beneath him, his body actually shook with fear, and Eli was  forced to stop.

Chris might say he was ready, but Eli could tell otherwise, and  now that they were properly mated, Eli wasn’t being controlled by his  instincts so much that he couldn’t tell when Chris was frightened of  his touch.

“I didn’t much get around before you.”

At least there was that part about it. Those words coming out of  Chris’s mouth still made Eli feel strong and powerful, like Chris  really was entirely his, even though someone else had had the other  man at least once before Eli.

“I just wish you still weren’t so scared of me, is all,” Eli said,  throwing away the stalk of grass he’d been playing with.

“I’m not afraid of you anymore,” Chris said. “I never really was.  Not really, I was just  ”…

Chris didn’t continue. This was the last touchy subject between  them, and it was driving a wedge between them as wide as though  they’d never made any progress at all.

It wouldn’t be such a big deal for Eli had he not been born an  alpha, and his inner wolf was beginning to growl at the constant  reversal of positions.

Another big issue was something Eli had yet to share with Chris,  and that was the constant danger the other man would be in so long as  he had those pretty eyes of his. Eli worried that he wouldn’t be able to  protect his mate all the time from the other wolves who would want  him, and because Chris still showed a reluctance to giving himself  over fully to their bonding, Eli worried over whether or not the other  man would leave.

Another thing that bothered him was the idea of if it would be

responsible or not to try and stop him.

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“You used to swear up and down that you weren’t into men, and  now I can barely get into the shower without you following me  inside.”

Eli sensed Chris’s mortified anger spiking the moment the words were out of his mouth. “Wait,” Eli reached out and grabbed hold of  Chris’s wrist before he could sulk off. “I didn’t mean it like that. I

just…dammit, you know how I meant it.”

Chris looked at him and then at the group of children splashing  around in the pond, being overseen by the protective alphas. He and  Eli were sitting in the shade of the trees, but  James had forbidden  them to stray too far.

“My first time with another man…” Chris swallowed, and Eli felt  his pulse grow quick from his wrist. “It wasn’t something that I  wanted. Can we just leave it at that?”

Eli struggled valiantly, he really did, to keep from asking anymore  questions. Chris had basically just told him that someone had raped  him. Eli had suspected sexual abuse, but to know for sure…

It really was a testament to his willpower how he managed to keep  his mouth shut. He wanted to ask who had done it, how long it had  been, and if he’d been hurt. He didn’t ask those things. One day Chris  would give him the details, and then Eli was going to go hunting for  the piece of shit who did it.

Eli pulled Chris back down to sit with him, and Eli wrapped  his  arm around the other man’s shoulders, keeping them close. He kissed  Chris’s hair.

“I’m sorry I pushed it. You can have as many secrets as you like.”

For now
. “Take all the time you need, I can be patient.”

Chris snorted, nudging Eli in the ribs. “Yeah  right.”

* * * *

They’d returned home to the cabin that had become theirs and theirs alone, and considering Chris’s hesitation to be topped in bed or

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to lose any form of control while they were naked and alone, Eli was  pleasantly surprised when Chris pushed him against the wall of the  kitchen, got down on his knees, and put Eli’s dick in his mouth.

Holy fuck. Eli grabbed Chris around the shoulders and, as gently  as he could, thrust his hips in time with Chris’s bobbing head. He  would ask no questions. He knew better than to look a gift horse in  the mouth, and his inner alpha was loving the attention.

Chris seemed to appreciate the steady pace Eli was taking him  with, and when he looked down, their eyes met, and Eli could see the  curiosity in those multicolored depths.

It occurred to him that this was probably the first time Chris had  ever given anyone head before. He was going to have to give him  some hands-on lessons, but for the moment, the only thing he would  be able to offer was some instruction.

“Use your tongue around the base. Fuck, yeah. Keep your mouth  tight when you get to the head.” Eli groaned as Chris proved to be  very good at following instructions.

It was steadily getting hard to not just thrust his cock between  those pink lips as hard and fast as he could. He released Chris’s  shoulders when the other man made a small pained sound.