A Baby Daddy for a Werewolf Silencer (15 page)

Jensen's long legs were next, from his thighs to his toes.
Jensen moaned in protest when Erdi deliberately skipped his dick, but he didn't
try to urge Erdi into going faster. He was lax, completely at Erdi's mercy, and
Erdi didn't think he'd seen Jensen happier and more beautiful in his life.

He took his time with everything, explored, sucked, licked
and nipped at every patch of silken skin. Nonetheless, he was inexorably drawn
to Jensen's dick. He kissed up Jensen's legs as he returned to his mate's
groin, and oh, yes, Jensen was so gorgeous everywhere. His cock was already
leaking copious amounts of precum, practically begging for Erdi's touch.

Erdi couldn't refuse that particular invitation. He lowered
his mouth over Jensen's cock and slowly licked over the tip, gathering the
fluid on his tongue. Wanting to worship the thing of beauty that was Jensen's
dick, he traced the thickest vein with his tongue, all the way to the base. He
couldn't resist the temptation to suck on Jensen's testes, but Jensen didn't
seem to mind.
   

In fact, the scent of his arousal went to Erdi's head like a
harsh drug, stirring Erdi's own need. Allowing it to flow over him, he returned
to Jensen's cock and took it all the way into his mouth. There was desire and
urgency building up inside him, increasing more and more. It buzzed through
every cell in his body, but oddly, it didn't make him hasten the pace or rush
into more. He just kept bobbing his head up and down Jensen's prick, sating his
hunger for his mate with the sound and taste of his lover's pleasure, but never
actually losing the powerful craving for more.

The most beautiful thing was that Jensen was right there with
him, burning in the fire that scorched Erdi's blood. His cries became
demanding, and Erdi grinned around the cock in his mouth. He rubbed his fingers
lightly against the rim of Jensen's hole, drawing another gasp from his mate.

And then, Erdi pushed one single dry digit into Jensen's body
and just like that Jensen went rigid. His cock twitched in Erdi's mouth and
jets of spunk hit Erdi's tongue as his mate convulsed through the waves of his
orgasm. Seeing Jensen like that, knowing he was the one to give Jensen such
pleasure, had Erdi riding on an incomparable high. He almost came too, but the
only thing that kept him from doing so was the sudden demand coming from his
wolf.

He had the foresight to refrain from swallowing the whole of
Jensen's offering, not because of lack of want, but due to the fact that
something very important had skipped his mind. He didn't have any lubricant,
and he had no way to procure it either.

As such, he used some of Jensen's remaining spunk to slick up
his fingers and his dick. This time, when he slid his digits inside Jensen, his
mate was relaxed, and his body accepted Erdi's invasion eagerly. Erdi was still
patient, watching his mate's face for any sign of discomfort. When he saw none,
he added a third finger, scissoring them gently inside Jensen. His mate
released a low whimper and went rock hard again when Erdi zeroed in on his
prostate.

Just because he could and he had time, Erdi took advantage of
the moment to ruthlessly massage his mate's special spot. But even his patience
had its limits, and soon he could not bear the self-imposed wait any longer.

He pulled his fingers out of Jensen and supported the
beautiful human's legs on his shoulders. Meeting Jensen's gaze, he positioned
his cock at his mate's entrance. Jensen clutched his shoulders and smiled at
him, and that was all the encouragement Erdi needed. Slowly, ever so slowly, he
slid home.

There was no other way to describe the way he felt when he
was inside Jensen. Jensen was everything Erdi had never thought he would find
or deserve. He was love, family, understanding, compassion, freedom, passion,
Erdi's present and his future. And when he had Jensen in his embrace like this,
Erdi simply couldn't think about the past anymore.

He gave his mate a few moments to adjust, and when Jensen
nodded to urge him along, he started to move. Just like before, he didn't rush.
Instead, he set a steady pace, not quite lazy, but not explosive either.

Each thrust was slow and hard, aimed to convey everything
Erdi felt and could never quite say. His need to get deeper inside Jensen combined
with his protectiveness and awe toward his mate, his desire to be with Jensen
forever—everything coalescing together in a whirlpool of emotions that could
only be exorcised through this simple act. The world itself faded, Erdi's focus
completely on his mate as he moved in and out of Jensen's tight heat.

Under the circumstances, there was no way he could hold on
for too long. He knew it, felt his orgasm building in every single part of him.
Jensen must have seen it too, because he tilted his head, offering himself to
Erdi.

Even if Erdi might have wanted to prolong the moment, he
couldn't resist. He craved the completion of their bond in every possible way,
as a wolf and as a man. When he bit down on Jensen's flesh, he buried his dick
one last time inside his mate and fell over the edge, pure bliss exploding in
his heart and in his body.

This was the moment Erdi had feared before Jensen had truly
reached out to him—the moment when their souls were fully exposed to one
another. He didn't fear it any longer. In fact, he welcomed it, and Jensen's
emotions entwined with his own, their consciousnesses clicking together like
two pieces of a puzzle that fit just right. Memories and sensations came
together, and Erdi experienced everything Jensen did as they rode the waves of
their shared orgasm.

He felt his knot expand as his wolf instinctively demanded to
hold on to this closeness. He sensed Jensen's pleasure—both physical and
emotional—as they were bound together. Their bond glowed with everything they
shared—and with something more, the promise of a new life, pulsing there, just
beyond Erdi's reach.

Jensen's voice echoed in his mind, clear, yet somehow
lost—overwhelmed.
Erdi, oh, Erdi.

Erdi reached out to Jensen in turn, until he didn't know
where he ended and Jensen began.
My mate. My family.

When he finally came down from the high of his pleasure, Erdi
was panting, but not truly because of fatigue. His knot receded, and he pulled
out of Jensen, but he was reluctant to part from his mate completely. Jensen
had a similar idea, because he curled close to Erdi. "Well, that was
something. I don't think I've felt the baby like that before."

Erdi marveled at how comfortable Jensen was with the
pregnancy. "You're not scared?"

Jensen sighed as he set his head on Erdi's chest. "I
suppose I am, a little. This whole thing's happened so fast. I mean, a few
weeks ago, I still couldn't remember you. And maybe I haven't quite fully
processed it yet. It is quite strange—that I'll be a baby daddy." He
laughed lightly. "I'll probably have a panic attack once I start growing
in size. But in the meantime... I think it'll all be worth it. This... What we
have... it's worth it."

 
Erdi couldn't have agreed more. He
kissed Jensen again, and as they lay there together, in the quiet forest, he
smiled.

Silencers didn't have mates, but Erdi did. He had a mate, and
now, they had a child coming. Erdi could only be thankful to whoever was out
there watching for him, thankful that he'd been given a second chance, and most
of all that he'd found Jensen.

Life wouldn't always be easy. Erdi knew better than to think
that. But in the Lone Wolf Pack, with his mate by his side, there was nothing
Erdi couldn't handle.

****

Dean was satisfied with the way the conversation with Erdi
had gone. Despite the former silencer's surprise, he would probably accept the
offer. Or so Dean hoped. The man deserved a new beginning, after everything
that had happened.

It was out of Dean's hands now, and he had nothing to keep
his mind occupied with. He'd tried not to think about the problems Will had
told him about, but it wasn't easy.

He found Will outside Jessie's room, staring at his cell
phone. "You'll call then," Dean said without preamble.

Will nodded. "I think I have to. Jessie is fine for now.
Ironically, he's less stressed than before, since he was always expecting
something to happen to either you or Andreas. But... It's been a complicated
pregnancy. I'd rather not take any chances."

Dean agreed. He'd noticed his mate's increasing concern for
their son. Such a pregnancy was risky even under normal circumstances, but the
fact that Jessie carried twins already brought far more issues to the table.

There was no way around it. They needed help, and there was
only one person they could ask. "Do you think he will help?"

Will rubbed his eyes tiredly. "He still cares for
Jessie. He wouldn't want anything to happen to either Jessie or the children.
But... I trusted him once before, with you. I'm not sure of anything
anymore."

"He was only trying to do right by you. The fact that he
hates me isn't all that relevant."

Will didn't reply, but Dean knew it was too soon for his mate
to let go of the disappointment and pain he'd suffered because of his long-time
friend. Still, the closeness that had once existed between Will and the other
man, plus Will's concern for Jessie, won out.

Will dialed the number on his contact list. "Hi,
Matt," he whispered. "I... Jessie needs your help."

THE END

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Anya Byrne is first and foremost a longtime fan of erotic
romance. Starting to write her own stories was a natural progression of her
devotion for the genre. Years after she put pen to paper in that very first
book, she is just as enthusiastic and, let’s face it, somewhat obsessive about
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Other Books by Anya Byrne

Hachti Warriors

Book 1. Sold to the Man in the Purple Fur

Lone Wolf
Pack

Book 1.
Pregnant with His Werewolf Baby

Book 2. Knocked
Up by His Werewolf Dom

Book 3.
Expecting His Alpha's Child

Book 4. A
Family With His Werewolf Mate

Book 4.1.
Bonded to His Werewolf Lover: A Hot Spark Short Story

Book 4.2. Reunited With His Werewolf Beloved: A Hot Spark
Short Story

Mate Wooing

Book 101. The Werewolf's Roomie

Book 102. The Beta's Kitty Cat: A Hot Spark Short Story

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