Love of the Wild (14 page)

“You make that sound like a bad thing,” Jim said, chuckling. But then he sobered. He didn’t want to be disappointed again. The notion that Dak might be doing this out of pity or against his will made Jim’s stomach knot.

Dak grunted as he lowered himself on top of Jim, his solid, firm weight pressing down with delicious friction. “Be this the work of the gods, the spirits, Mother Nature, or Fate, I needed a kick in the butt. My life’s been serene for far too long. Your presence energized me in a way I had forgotten. And your intellect, your kindness, your beauty, you awakened my heart from dormancy. My eyes were open, but I did not see, walking in slumber.” He lay fully on Jim, their cocks rubbing side by side, and brushed his lips across Jim’s quivering lips. “I’ve slept long enough. Now I want to be awake. I want to roar and howl. I want to love and fuck. I want to run with you through the wild forever.”

Then Dak crushed his mouth over Jim’s, prying his lips open with his insistent tongue, and probed deep, claiming Jim with his ferocity. The kiss burned like fire, and Jim relished every second of it, yielding utterly.

“Mmm, gonna make you mine,” Dak muttered against Jim’s lips before he plundered his mouth again with ferocity. It was like his tongue was everywhere at once, licking and entwining, and he sucked on Jim’s tongue softly, then more greedily.

When they finally broke for air, Jim’s cock was so damn hard it hurt. The only thing that eased the bittersweet pain was the awareness of Dak’s equally hard, throbbing cock next to his.

“You know,” Jim said amid panting. “You don’t need to sweet-talk me anymore. Just fuck me. Plain and simple.”

Suddenly, Dak grinned, his white fangs peeking out. Jim had never seen the gesture this clearly, and he couldn’t take his eyes off the sight. “Oh, Jim. I don’t fuck plain and simple. I claim. I own. I devour.”

Jim’s hips bucked up at the visuals in his head. “Please do.”

They ground together, their hips and cocks bumping, their limbs entwined. Endless kisses made Jim’s head hum and his body vibrate. In fact, he was certain in his heart that this was love at first sight. He’d never subscribed to that romantic notion, nor had he come to Wyoming expecting to fall in love. Yet here he was, locked in Dak’s passionate embrace, not wishing to be anywhere else.

Dak’s hands were strong and adept. He roamed the contours of Jim’s frame and always seemed to know where to touch softly and where to grip hard. Jim was losing his mind with want, and he kept rubbing against Dak’s massive body with all he had.

Then Dak pressed his palms flat on Jim’s chest and pushed himself away. “No, Jim. Not yet. You’re not to come yet. Only when I give the bite are you allowed to come.”

Jim’s eyes widened. Sure, Dak was a progenitor and all, but a dominant in bed too? Damn, how had he gotten so lucky? “You gonna fuck me while you bite me?”

Dak half chuckled, half purred then. “What if I want you to fuck me? I bet you could give me quite a ride with that big cock of yours.”

In all the fantasies Jim had had about Dak, not one of them had entailed Jim topping. Not that he was averse to the idea. He was pretty much a switch anyway. “Y-you’d do that…?”

Dak grinned wickedly. “If we only do one thing, won’t it get dull? I may be boring in a lot of ways, a rustic loner—”

“Not anymore.”

“—but I’m not strictly one way only in bed. Or out of bed. Or on the floor, or in the woods, in the tub, in a hammock, wherever.”

Jim tried to speak, but all that came out was a gurgled squeak. “Oh. Okay.” Dak fisted Jim’s dick and began a dry, slow stroke that made Jim cringe with pleasure and pain. Gasping, Jim arched into the touch. “Oh, that feels so good.” His head lolled back against the pillow, and his eyes closed. That tight grip, the little twist at the top, and the thumb gliding over his slit, all that made Jim’s toes curl and his blood boil.

“Wanna know what else would feel good?” Dak asked, purring again.

“What?” Jim couldn’t focus. Dak’s huge hand on his sensitive skin was driving him mad with desire.

“Sucking your cock.”

Jim shivered. This new side of Dak was fascinating. So coarse and lewd, and yet so sexy Jim could only want more. “Yeah, that would feel great.”

With a low chuckle, Dak slithered down Jim’s body. Then Jim felt Dak place a hot, soft, wet, openmouthed kiss on his hipbone, then another on his belly. If Dak’s fist hadn’t gripped his dick hard right then, Jim might have blown his load way too early.

“How about me eating your sweet ass?” Dak said, teasing Jim’s navel with the tip of his tongue, licking lazy circles.

“God, anything you want, just don’t stop.” Jim wasn’t above begging, his voice hoarse and his body supple under Dak’s expert touch.

Dak chuckled against Jim’s lower belly, just above his pubic hair, and the hot air and the vibrations made Jim shiver. His cock ached with want, dripping warm droplets of precum. Dak kissed suddenly much lower, on the inside of Jim’s thigh. Jim let his legs splay open with unabashed craving, and his balls drew up, twitching and heavy.

“You’ve got nice, big, fuzzy balls,” Dak murmured, his lips brushing over the silky skin of Jim’s thighs, moving downward instead of upward where Jim wished.

“Then suck them, dammit,” Jim huffed in frustration. As much as he had wanted to take things slowly, now all he wanted was to be held under Dak’s weight and fucked out of his mind into the mattress.

“Patience.” Dak’s infuriatingly calm voice made Jim growl.

Dak laughed. “You’ll make an excellent wolf, my mate. You’ve certainly got the purr down.”

“I wasn’t purring!” Jim protested.
I was growling, dammit
.

Dak playfully nipped Jim’s thigh, causing Jim to shudder and yelp, and then Dak did the same with Jim’s balls. He licked all over the sac and in between Jim’s balls, touching Jim’s taint in passing. Dak’s hot, wet mouth sucked Jim’s balls in, and Jim’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he groaned with pleasure. It had been ages since any guy had done this for him. Typically it was straight for the cock and then the ass.

“My little wolf cub, getting all hot and bothered,” Dak murmured, nipping Jim’s balls tenderly, and then he mashed his face against them, inhaling deeply. No one had found Jim’s scent particularly alluring before. It was heady to be so desirable to someone.

“You’re so different all of a sudden,” Jim said, drifting in and out of bliss, his brain barely functioning. Dak looked up, frowning with bewilderment, so Jim hurried to clarify. “At first you were ornery and sullen, now you’re playful and talkative. That’s all I meant.” He stiffened as he waited for Dak’s response.

But Dak licked a long, unbroken line from Jim’s balls to the tip of his flaring cock, leaving Jim a heaving mess. “Wolves can be playful. It was my stubborn human side that refused to let go of my inhibitions, doubts, and fears. I didn’t want to get hurt again.”

Jim smiled softly and carded his fingers through Dak’s long strands. “I bet you still don’t. I don’t want to hurt you any more than you want to hurt me. Of all the decisions I’ve made in my life, none has felt as right as being with you. It’s not rational. It’s instinctive.”
It’s love
. He did think it, but he didn’t say it out loud.

“Primal.” Dak grinned as he said it. His grin was such a curious sight. Jim rarely saw it, but it never failed to make him hot. The stony blank mask from before had transformed into an animate, expressive face. His mate was breathtaking.

Then Dak stopped the conversation efficiently by swallowing Jim’s dick down his throat in one fell swoop. Jim groaned, his body aching with the need to come. But Dak backed off and began placing openmouthed kisses along the length of Jim’s penis. Dak toyed with Jim’s foreskin, drawing it up over the plump, purple head and back down to reveal the frenulum, which he kissed and tongued. Funny how one little kiss on skin could be felt everywhere on his body. Jim was ready to explode.

Something sharp grazed Jim’s cock, and he flinched, peering down. Dak pulled away, his cheeks reddened with embarrassment. “Sorry. Hard to control the fangs when I’m, um, hard.”

Jim didn’t care about nicks and scrapes. He knew once he was a wolf they’d heal. He extended his hand toward Dak’s lips. “Can I touch them? Your fangs?”

Dak chuckled and leaned in to Jim’s hand, parting his lips and grimacing to reveal his razor-like, elongated teeth. Swallowing nervously, Jim touched the tips of Dak’s fangs, running his fingertips over the shape and the sharpness. He huffed out an excited breath. “God, that’s so cool. Amazing.”

Jim’s hand halted in midmotion when he felt the long, silky strands of Dak’s hair wrap around his cock along with his hand. Dak chuckled as he tugged on Jim’s dick, his fingers and hair all over Jim’s sensitized skin. Gasping and staring down bug-eyed was apparently all Jim was capable of doing right then.

“You like this?” Dak asked, his tone husky.

Jim could only nod, his eyes glued to the action of Dak’s hand on his prick, that black, pine-scented hair adding a tickling sensation to the pumping he had not expected. He squirmed under Dak’s firm ministrations, watching as the black-and-silver vine intertwined around his needy member, but he sure as hell didn’t want it to stop. He watched riveted as Dak’s hair took on a coat of Jim’s translucent precum.

Then Dak leaned closer, kissing just below Jim’s ear, and whispered, “Ready to get fucked, my mate?”

“God, yes!” Jim’s hips kept humping at Dak’s hand and hair, seeking more contact. The thought of Dak’s massive dick shoved up his ass made Jim mad with unfulfilled pleasure. “Come on, Dak. Please. Don’t torment me.”

Suddenly, there were slick, cool, lubed-up fingers touching Jim’s twitching hole.
How the hell did that happen?
Dak could be smooth with his seductive player moves, and Jim could only imagine the kinds of games he had played with his past lovers. The hair on Jim’s cock must have been a distraction.

Jim moaned and pushed his ass back toward the insistent touch. Dak circled around Jim’s entrance, offering only slight pressure, though keeping it constant and delicious.

Dak lurched forward to capture Jim’s mouth. Jim opened up and let Dak’s questing tongue in.

At the exact same moment his mouth yielded, Dak’s fingers popped through the ring of muscles into Jim’s channel. Groaning into the kiss, Jim let himself be penetrated, wanting it all so badly it hurt. With two fingers, Dak worked Jim open bit by bit, gently, like they had all the time in the world. Jim melted into the touch, his insides turning to warm, pliant goo. Then a third finger was added, and Jim needed more
now
.

“Dak,” he cried out, bucking up helplessly. Whether it was the hand and hair on his cock or the fingers in his passage, he didn’t know which gave him more pleasure, only that it was consuming him, burning so hot he needed relief.

Right away Dak was there. Jim found his legs pressed against his chest as Dak’s huge hands pushed his legs up and open. The silky, hot cockhead tested Jim’s hole, adding pressure to the mix. God, he needed that dick in him now, dammit, now!

He may have howled or growled, Jim wasn’t sure. Through the deafening roar in his ears he faintly heard Dak chuckle. Just as he was about to bite something off his lover, Dak’s cock breeched Jim’s ass.

Jim’s head fell back on the pillow, his back arched, and he shoved back to get more of Dak inside. His gut and his ass both clenched, yearning for more. Dak pushed in slow and steady, not stopping until he was fully seated. His hairless balls brushed against Jim’s crack. His cock throbbed inside Jim, filling him to the brim, showing him where Dak belonged.

“Oh my God, so good,” Jim murmured, whisked away by a cloud of bliss.

Dak growled, but the sound wasn’t menacing. It was pure pleasure.

Then he pulled out slowly, just his cockhead still buried in Jim’s flesh, and then he shoved in, harder and deeper this time. Jim’s fingernails dug into Dak’s beefy arms, holding on for dear life. Dak growled again, a guttural noise that made Jim’s nape hairs stand on end.

“Gentle or rough, Jim?” Dak asked, his voice lacking in human characteristics. This was an animal in heat talking to him, rutting inside him. A hot surge of primal need flushed through Jim, giving him goose bumps.

“Anything, please. C’mon.” Jim urged Dak to move by trying to push back, but Dak’s hands on his hips stilled him, effectively rendering him motionless, like captured prey.

“Mmm, lying with you here…,” Dak mumbled, his lips latching on to Jim’s neck to suck up a mark. “Wanna eat you alive.”

Jim shuddered, wrapping his arms around Dak tighter. “Yeah, do that. Fuck. Do it!”

With that, Dak found a rhythm that was just shy of rougher than Jim could handle. He had to remind himself he’d asked for this. He was well aware he’d be sore in the morning, probably unable to sit for a few days, perhaps a week. But it was worth it to feel Dak’s monstrous cock inside him, taking his pleasure out of Jim and giving back the same in return.

Dak gripped Jim’s hips hard and yanked him closer, Jim’s thighs over Dak’s. Spread open all the way, Jim felt exposed lewdly, but when Dak’s cockhead brushed over the sweet spot in Jim’s channel, he honestly didn’t care what image he portrayed. He was being loved by his mate. Everything else was irrelevant.

Dak plunged his dick deep, fast, and hard, plowing Jim’s ass with gusto. And all the time there was that low, rumbling growl. Jim had to see. Dak’s eyes were golden wolf eyes, and his lips were parted in a grimace that flashed his fangs in the dusk. His black hair was shaggy and ruffled, standing up like the fur and hackles of a wolf. Jim wondered if the man was shifting forms.
Is he going to turn into a wolf?

Then Dak hooked his arms under Jim’s knees and with a jerk brought him ever closer. If Jim had been any nearer to Dak, they would have melded into one being. Jim’s toes curled when the new angle brought Dak’s cock into near constant contact with his prostate, prodding it with every pass in and out.

Jim whimpered and thrashed around on the bed. This claiming was driving him mad. He cupped the back of Dak’s head, his fingers fisting in Dak’s hair, and he pulled the man down for a kiss. He swept his tongue over Dak’s lips and then stole his way inside briefly until he caught the man’s lower lip between his teeth and softly nipped.