Of Wolves and Men (22 page)

The cabin door was slightly ajar when he touched the handle. A blazing fire in the hearth warmed the room making it feel inviting. Charlie heard the shower running and placed the plate of food on the kitchen table. He took off his hat and coat, craving a wash as well after frolicking in the hills on all fours.

Pressing his ear to the door, Charlie wondered why he felt like a stranger suddenly. He and Roman had made love a few times. But still he didn’t know where he stood. And that was one of the most frustrating parts of loving Roman Burk.

Screw it
.

Charlie opened the door and was hit with hot steam from the shower. Immediately, Roman poked his head out to look.

“I got food for you.” Charlie thumbed his finger over his shoulder.

“Thanks.”

The animal attraction between them was instant.

Roman dove at Charlie, grabbing him around the neck and bringing him to his lips. Charlie’s clothing got drenched in water as he was drawn to Roman’s wet body and the shower spray.

While Roman sucked at his mouth, Charlie began shedding his clothing, hopping to yank off his boots and socks.

Roman tore open his flannel shirt, spraying buttons across the small space.

His jeans and briefs yanked down and off his legs, Charlie stepped into the tub and encircled his arms around Roman’s back, rocking him as they kissed. Roman shut the sliding door making their union private and cozy.

Maybe they had their problems to overcome, but Charlie knew he had never had sex like this in his life.

Keeping his balance as Roman began smoothing his hand down Charlie’s chest to his abdomen, Charlie didn’t want to stop kissing but had to catch his breath.

After taking a deep inhale of air, he watched Roman. Charlie spread his legs and held onto the wall for support. Roman kissed his way down Charlie’s tight six-pack to his treasure trail, lapping the base of his cock.

An instant surge of pleasure brought the slight ache of his body wanting to change. The wolf in him was beating at the door to get out. Though Charlie would have liked to be the powerful
canis
lupus
again, he wouldn’t trade the man on man sex between him and Roman for anything.

Roman’s jet black hair was dripping wet as he closed his eyes and opened his mouth. Charlie’s cock engorged quickly at the sight. Using one hand Roman held the base of Charlie’s dick, the other he toyed with Charlie’s balls, rolling the wet sack in his fingers. Between the visual stimulation and the physical, Charlie was on the edge. “I’m almost there.”

Roman moaned, echoing in the wet room and sucked faster, harder, jacking Charlie’s cock to get him to come.

And he did. Charlie arched his back to deepen his penetration into Roman’s mouth, closing his eyes and holding tight to Roman’s shoulders. The climax was so powerful, Charlie’s legs gave out.

Roman let out a low snarl and stood, flipping Charlie to face the wall with the shower head.

Charlie pressed his palms on the wet tile and gasped as Roman penetrated him. He looked down at Roman’s arms as they held him around the waist. The slippery soap was keeping him lubricated, but Charlie didn’t know for how long. Again he cursed himself for not being diligent and buying rubbers and lube, but life had become so crazy, he couldn’t manage to get away from the ranch for long…and would never ask anyone to pick those things up for him.

The snarls became deeper and the fucking, rougher. Charlie grew slightly angry at Roman for not breaking him in gently the first time they had made love. Charlie still wasn’t used to this kind of violent sex and felt as if he were nearly a virgin to man on man loving. Charlie would have preferred being introduced slowly and screwed gently from now on. But asking a wolf to fuck slower was absurd.

“Easy, Roman.” Charlie tried to ride it out. When the opposite happened, and Roman increased the depth and speed of his thrusting, Charlie’s top lip curled and he snarled.

Just as he was pinned to the wall and Roman’s cock gave up its load inside him, Charlie spun around violently and the two of them smashed around inside the wet stall as wolves.

Roman leapt up, banging against the glass slider and shimmying out of the gap opening of the door.

Charlie nipped at his heels in fury as Roman raced around the cabin trying to avoid him.

“Get back here!”

“No!”

“Roman! Say you’re sorry!”

“For what?”

Roman spun around when he was cornered, his hair standing on end and his teeth showing.

Charlie confronted him, his tail straight up in a show of dominance. “
For fucking me too hard.”

He bared his fangs.

“You think I can help it? I can’t believe we’re not using condoms and lube
.” Roman shook off the water and sat on his haunches.
“I’m sorry, Charlie. I am.”

Charlie gave his fur a shake to get the water off as well, then lay in front of the fire to warm.

“
There’s food for you on the table
.”

Roman walked to the kitchen, put his paws on the chair and began chewing off the foil wrapper.

Blinking his eyes, Charlie stared at the flames and sighed. Maybe being a wolf wasn’t so much fun after all. He glanced over his shoulder to see Roman eating off the plate, licking it clean.

Roman joined him, lying in front of the fire to dry their fur and keep warm. Charlie licked at his mouth affectionately.

“That food is good. I can see why you want to stay here
.” Roman raised his snout as Charlie lapped at him.

“I suppose I just don’t have any reason to leave
.” Charlie rolled against Roman and put his paws out in front of him to look at them. “
Man, I have big feet
.”

“Do…do you want a reason to leave the ranch?”

Charlie connected with Roman’s green eyes. “
I don’t know what I want.”
Charlie began growing upset and angry at their dilemma. He instantly began to feel pain from the emotion.

As Charlie curled up in a ball and whimpered, Roman reacted to his pain and did the same.

The change came and they suffered through it and ended up lying naked together on the hearth rug, gasping for air and moaning.

“Wow, that never gets easy.” Charlie rubbed his head and arms, shaking off the echoes of the pain. “So? When am I going to be a crow and get to fly?”

“Hell if I know.” Roman propped up his head in his hand and caressed Charlie’s damp hair.

“Charlie.”

“Yeah?”

“You do mean a lot to me.”

“What do you want me to do?” Charlie resumed his position, lying against Roman’s side.

“I can’t ask you to make sacrifices for me. All I do want to from you, is that you put everything on hold until we figure out how to get out of this curse. Is that too much to ask?”

Charlie sighed deeply.
Was it?
“No. It’s not too much to ask.”

“Thank you, Charlie.” Roman reached for a kiss.

He met Roman’s lips and then relaxed once more against him.
Just get through this curse.

Then…Then what?

Charlie didn’t know how long it would take the agents to find the suspects. He didn’t know if this change was permanent, and if it was, he certainly couldn’t expect Spirit to allow him on his back. So that meant he couldn’t do his job. And if he couldn’t do his job, he was useless to Vernon.

Even though Roman couldn’t read his mind, he obviously could see Charlie brooding. “Stop analyzing it. You’ll go nuts.”

Charlie took a deep breath. “I can’t help it. A week ago I thought the craziest thing I ever did was get my cock sucked by a gay boy on Interstate 80. Now?”

“I would have liked to have been the voyeur in that deed.”

“Yeah. You would have.” Charlie repositioned so he was facing Roman, mirroring his posture of lying on his side with his head propped up on his palm. The firelight gave Roman’s skin a silky glow, and his eyes gleamed. “I suppose whatever happens, happens.”

“It’s how I’m trying to play it.” Roman caressed Charlie’s arm.

Charlie scooted closer, connecting their lower halves together as he kissed Roman. The heat from Roman’s crotch lit another fire in Charlie. “I can’t deny I’m happy we met. Even with all the challenges.”

“Challenges? I suppose that’s the polite way to put it.”

“We don’t know what tomorrow will bring.”

“I do. A wolf or a crow. I know it will be one of those.”

Charlie smiled though thinking about the future at the moment was scaring him a little. “Hold me. Can you do that?”

“I can do that.” Roman took Charlie into his arms.

Charlie closed his eyes and rested his head on Roman’s. He felt his breathing, inhaled his scent, and knew no matter what form they took, whether it be wolves or men, he would love Roman.

Forever.

The End