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I continued my rhythm, working him into a
tight ball of need, driving his thirst for release higher and
higher, knowing his orgasm would be greater the longer he waited,
and I’d made him wait a while.

When he thrust to meet my mouth, I wrapped
my arms around his thighs and clamped my hands on his lower stomach
to hold him in place. I ran my teeth over his sensitive appendage
before I nipped the base. He groaned, his jaw tensing as his body
tightened beneath me. He was close.

I sucked one of his balls into my mouth,
circling my tongue around the oval. “Fuck,” he cried above me as he
trembled. I smiled. Barrett was ready, my wolf was ready and I was
ready.

—

Chapter Fifteen

BARRETT

One second, delicious pleasure was twirling
in my balls as Drew’s tongue caressed them, the next, I was gasping
as pleasure shot through my entire body as Drew drove his cock into
my ass. My legs were drawn back; he’d positioned his body above me,
giving him the leverage he wanted and I craved to give him. My
breath caught in my lungs as he pushed deeper than I thought
possible. A shiver ran down my spine as my nipples strained, my
dick throbbed and my ass stretched beneath his strike.

Drew captured my mouth, muffling my groan as
he slid to the rim and plunged back in again. Sensation wracked my
body; his invasion had perspiration licking my brows as pleasure
scoured my core.

His tongue swept over mine, tangling with
mine. His lips teased me as his cock fed my hunger, drove me to an
even higher invisible peak. He thrust into me, nibbling my lips and
palming my tight nipples. I was never a nip guy, but fuck if I
didn’t love the way he played with them. He rolled my small peaks
between his fingers, sending jolts of pleasure through my upper
body, matching the pleasure surging through my lower
extremities.

Drew was everywhere. His scent, his arousal,
his little grunts as he shoved into me. I loved the way his muscles
moved beneath my hands. I loved the way he felt against me, inside
me. He drove me to be better. I’d only known him a short bit, but
he’d bared more of me to myself, given me more support and shown
more love towards me in this short time than anyone ever had in all
twenty-seven years of my life. Fuck if I didn’t want to give him
the same. Damn my heart for cracking open and allowing him in so
quickly. Damn my defenses for collapsing so easily under his
prod.

Feeling the sexy, muscled beast over me,
plunging in and out of me in at a steady, even pace, pushing me
higher and higher invigorated my wolf. My wolf growled, meeting his
challenge thrust for thrust, roar for roar. Drew didn’t care what I
was. He didn’t care if I was an alpha or beta. He only cared that I
was happily his.

He’d been right.
Instinctually, he had known everything that I needed, and damn if I
didn’t know that I loved him. I didn’t know how, I didn’t even care
at this point.
I love him.
I loved his fierce determination. I loved the set
of his jaw when he glared at me. I loved the way he felt wrapped in
my arms; I loved the way I felt secure in his arms. I loved how
open his pack was to his sexual preference, proof that he’d earned
their respect. I loved the way he carried himself.

I loved the way Drew knew me better than I
knew myself. I loved the way he accepted me like no one else did.
Damn it, nature. You had it right this time. I was a better man, a
stronger wolf and a happier human with Drew.

—

Chapter Sixteen

DREW

Pleasure punched my groin as I pushed into
Barrett. I kissed his cheek and jaw before nipping his shoulder. My
wolf was anxious to mark him, to give him a permanent scar of
ownership. I loved watching him writhe beneath me; I delighted in
his responses to my touch.

I bit his nipple. “Fuck, Drew.” I chuckled
at his harsh groan of my name.

Driving into him without spilling my seed
had been tough. My balls were so tight that they hurt. My cock was
lost in the tight channel of Barrett’s ass. Every time I plunged
into him, the walls of his ass compressed around my dick, sending
pleasure shooting through me, causing my control to teeter on a
tiny high wire.

I slid off the bed to stand, dragging
Barrett’s ass to the edge as not to lose my rhythm. Under the new
leverage, I stabbed him quicker, faster. I wrapped my hand around
his cock and stroked his hard erection. Pre-come oozed from his tip
as his breathing matched the ragged cadence of my own.

I met his gaze. “I want you to jerk
yourself. I want to watch you pleasure your cock as I fuck you in
the ass.”

A fire lit in his eyes as the scent of his
arousal reached a new high. I could taste his arousal on my taste
buds with every rugged breath I took. He trembled beneath my gaze
as I watched his hand close around his stiff member. He roughly
caressed his cock.

“
Fuck, yeah, Bear. Do you
know how hot it is to watch you touch yourself?” I lost a bit of my
control seeing him stroke his dick, watching as he squeezed his
swollen cock while I pumped in and out of his ass.

My limbs shook as my wolf scratched my
surface. I was so close to losing control; so close to claiming
him. My heart gushed at the sight of him writhing beneath me; I had
no shame in pawning after him, seeking a soul deep connection with
him. My protective barriers had crumbled so quickly with him; he’d
penetrated the dark recesses of my core so easily. How had he
gotten to me so fast? Damn if seeing the strong male break down
didn’t rip my heart open earlier, and damn if I didn’t want to
protect him from ever knowing that kind of heartbreak again in the
future.

Shit.
I’d heard the legends, but I never believed they were true. I
didn’t believe in love at first sight. I didn’t think it was
possible. I was wrong.

They said you always loved your mate before
you ever claimed them, regardless of how quickly you did so.

The truth slapped me in the face. I loved
Barrett. I loved everything about him. I loved his stubbornness. I
loved how intense he was. I loved his strength. I loved his heart.
I loved how generous and giving he was. He was brave; facing a
mountain of fear. There was so much that I admired about him, and
that only drove me to want to know more of him; to love more of
him. And that knowledge set me free; allowed my beast to break
free.

I yanked Barrett to me, his feet barely
touching the floor as his body hit mine. I continued to plunge into
him. I took over stroking his cock, roughly jerking upwards on it.
His hands squeezed my shoulders as I gave him a harsh kiss. My lips
seared his as my tight control crumbled.

I whipped Barrett around and pushed him
downwards, enough so I could claim his ass again. “Touch yourself.
I want you to squeeze your cock, run your hand up and down it until
you squirt all over,” I ordered right as my wolf took over.

I shoved my cock deep inside him, my balls
slapping against his. I felt the change begin. I closed my eyes,
feeling the thick film coat my sensitive orbs. When I reopened
them, I’d lost all color. I felt the sharp pain in my gums before
it gave way to rigid pressure as my teeth elongated. My knuckles
cracked, my fingers ached as my claws sprouted, digging into
Barrett’s sides. I heard him jerking his cock, his whimpers filling
the air as I fucked him.

With my wolf released, the last of my
control banished.

I tripled my speed, driving so quickly in
and out of Barrett I could barely keep up with the visual. His
cries grew louder, my wolf’s roars of pleasure mixing with his. The
gnawing ache settled into my gums again as my muscles tightened to
a painful point. My balls drew high, the skin pinching snugly
around them. A concentrated, erotic pull fisted my groin as I
continued gliding in and out of Barrett. On the brink of falling
over the edge, hearing his unbridled groans echoing around me as
his muscles coiled, the walls of his ass nearly squishing my cock,
I threw an arm around him as I bent into him and bit the appendage
between his neck and shoulder.

My wolf howled in delight as my seed spilled
inside him, officially claiming him inside and out. My wolf
immediately retreated, having gotten what he wanted.

Pleasure rocked me to my core, as my nerves
lit up like the Fourth of July. Heat converged in my groin as my
warm semen painted the walls of Barrett’s ass.

He screamed, his body trembling in my arms.
I wrapped my hand around his cock, continuing to jerk him as I
drove into him until the last shiver dissipated. I kissed his back
and his shoulders, content to hold in right where we were.

He placed his arms over mine as they
encircled him. Our erratic heart beats and mangled breaths were the
only noise in the room.

Carefully, I slid free of Barrett, instantly
missing the deeper connection with him.

I spun him in my arms and claimed his lips.
Gone was the urgency, gone was the overzealous caressing of his
lips; instead, I softly, sensually teased his mouth. I savored the
taste of him, the smell of him; I relished the fact that he was
mine.

“
I love you, Bear.” I
kissed his lips once again. I didn’t think I would ever get enough
of him.

—

Chapter Seventeen

BARRETT

Shockwaves of pleasure still rolled through
me long after I’d experienced the height of erotic pleasure in my
life. I’d never come so hard, felt such a potent explosion of
passion, of awareness, of feeling and life within me. Drew was all
around me. With every breath, I drew him in. With every shiver, I
felt him deep inside me. With every emotion, I felt him embedded in
my soul.

This was the stuff of legends. This was
stuff of a girly fairytale, not real life. Or so I’d thought. If
loving Drew reduced me to a pansy, then I’d gladly paint myself
pink and bask in the sun all day.

Hearing him say what I felt in my heart so
quickly further rocked my core. “I love you too, babe.” I smiled up
at him.

His eyes drank me in. A smile lifted his
lips; his eyes sparkled as he gazed at me unashamed of who I was.
“When you’re ready to talk about what you let go, just let me
know.”

I nodded, knowing that when I was ready,
he’d be there to listen, to love and to support me like anyone who
loved me should. And likewise, if he needed to talk, I’d be there
to listen, to love and to support him like anyone who loved him
should.

Being gay isn’t a crime. Loving someone,
regardless of their sex, isn’t something to be condemned for. I had
to leave behind a lot of people I thought were pivotal in my life
to find solace and to learn the true meaning of love.

At the end of the day, if there is anything
I’ve learned from Drew so far, it’s that everyone deserves
happiness. And if I had to be plugged and spanked into letting go
of the past in order to experience it, then so be it…

And if you have to be… So be it.

—

*****

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CONTROLLED
PASSIONS
Christin Lovell

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CONTROLLED PASSIONS
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CONTROLLED PASSIONS

Drea has been best friends
with Bren since kindergarten. He’s been there through everything;
she’s suppressed her attraction to him to keep him there through
everything. 
But best friends don’t keep secrets,
right? 
Brendon knew Drea was his mate the
first time he shifted. He’s fought his wolf’s desire to claim the
plus size beauty and has refused to act on his attraction for
twenty years. 
But everyone has a breaking
point. 
Will Drea see that she belongs beside
Brendon as his best friend and mate? Or will his secret destroy
twenty years of friendship and his chance of claiming
her?

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Controlled Passions

Preface.

Just because you’ve known your best friend
since kindergarten doesn’t mean you know everything about them. It
doesn’t mean you know anything about them.

In truth, it’s your faith in them, your
trust in them that has you believing all they’ve told you. It’s
because you want all they’ve shared to be truth, no secrets to be
spared, otherwise you could all too easily question the foundation
of your relationship.