Strength of the Pack (40 page)

Denise’s eyes widened. “So the mirroring is true?”

Noah nodded against Lucas’ temple. Lucas vowed he’d damn well make Noah explain all of this in the morning. Denise moved to stand beside the two of them as Lucas continued to mark off the arriving werewolves and accept their varying levels of respectful greeting.

When the entire pack of werewolves expected for the run had arrived, Noah startled Lucas by stepping away from him abruptly. “Listen up!” he shouted, voice loud and filled with authority. “Captain Walters has joined us for the night. You will obey her in the same way you would me. You may also seek her assistance in place of mine.” The pack murmured its understanding. “Time to step off.”

The pack began to move out onto the range, some members already beginning to remove clothing as they walked. Denise strode quickly toward the front of the pack, asserting her authority effortlessly.

Lucas was turned in Noah’s arms. He wrapped his own arms around Noah’s back and pressed them close. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of Noah’s hot breath on his neck. Lucas mouthed the length of Noah’s jaw, brushing their cheeks together. He sank his teeth into the thick muscle in the side of Noah’s neck. He drew hard on the flesh, feeling the blood rise to the surface and warm Noah’s skin. The mark would be gone when Noah shifted back, but at least he’d begin the night with Lucas’ mark of possession on him.

“Oh, fuck, Lucas,” Noah groaned, his arms tightening around Lucas.

Lucas felt a shudder roll through Noah’s body. Pleasure and joy that nearly brought tears to Lucas’ eyes flooded the link. Noah buried his face in Lucas’ neck and took several deep breaths. He skimmed first one cheek, then the other, over Lucas’ hair.

“You need to go look after our pack,” Lucas said, reluctant to let Noah go. “I’ll be waiting for your return.”

“Thank you, Lucas,” Noah whispered against the shell of Lucas’ ear. “Thank you so much. I’ll have your scent on me for the entire night.”

An unfamiliar emotion exploded through the link and burst painfully in Lucas’ chest. He gasped in surprise. Before he could catch his breath, Noah clasped Lucas’ head between both of his hands and pressed their mouths together. Noah kissed Lucas deeply, his tongue pushing relentlessly past Lucas’ lips. Lucas kissed him back, desperately tasting Noah’s mouth.

When Noah released him without warning, Lucas stumbled. Noah turned and ran after the pack, as if pursued by demons. Lucas stood breathing heavily long after Noah disappeared.

Taking his tablet, Lucas slid into the front seat of the Jeep. He had everything he needed to spend the evening standing Sentinel for his pack. He made sure his cell phone was on the charger and the ringer was turned up loud.

Pulling up the book he was reading on his tablet, Lucas got comfortable. He missed Noah already. He had no choice but to be patient and wait for the morning. When Lucas reached out, he found Noah joyously running free across the base range. His pack surrounded him, jostled him gently, careful of the wounds he still bore.

Lucas smiled, unable to help feeling self-satisfied, when Noah acknowledged he was happy to be running with his pack, but couldn’t wait to return to Lucas in the morning.

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Lucas struggled to get Noah through the front door of the house. Noah’s hands were everywhere on Lucas: running over his arms, down his back, sliding beneath his shirt before trying to unfasten Lucas’ jeans. A thrill ran down Lucas’ spine at how much Noah desired him. He didn’t let it matter that it was only due to the full moon.

Getting the door shut and locked, Lucas backed toward Noah’s bedroom, using his body to entice Noah to follow. Noah was a mindless pillar of physical need, his cock hard and pushing obscenely at the front of his track pants.

Lucas’ cock ached painfully, leaking freely from the tip. He wanted desperately to open the front of his jeans and give himself some relief. He wanted Noah’s hands on him. He held off, even as his patience frayed. Today was going to be different, Lucas knew it. They were home. Noah’s bed had clean sheets. Lucas moaned into Noah’s mouth. He’d wanted this for so fucking long.

They reached Noah’s bedroom, and Lucas was shocked to find himself suddenly bouncing down onto the foot of Noah’s bed. Noah loomed over him, eyes glowing silver, cheeks flushed, lips kiss-swollen. Lucas was startled when Noah knelt in front of him.

Noah stripped off his own T-shirt, his dog tags falling against his chest. He reached for Lucas’ shirt and tugged. Lucas had no choice but to lift his arms and comply. Noah’s mouth was back on his, hot and wet and insistent. Lucas clutched Noah’s shoulders, needing an anchor. Noah’s skin was scalding beneath his hands, his muscles bunched and flexed with his every movement. Lucas arched into Noah’s hands when he ran them over Lucas’ back and chest, catching briefly in the chain of his dog tags.

Lucas gasped, dragging much needed air in through his parted lips. Noah bit his way along Lucas’ jaw. Lucas groaned, tipping his head to give Noah the best access possible. Noah bit hard at the top of Lucas’ shoulder. He sucked hard at the flesh over Lucas’ collarbone.

Noah’s hands on his back made Lucas arch, and Noah took advantage, drawing a nipple into the heat of his mouth. Lucas moaned and clutched at Noah’s skull. His chest heaved as Noah sucked at his nipple, tongue flicking over the hardened bud. Noah’s fingers were bruising on Lucas’ skin. He was held in place while Noah mouthed at his dog tags before assaulting his other nipple with equal aggression.

Noah pushed Lucas backward to lie on the bed. Noah’s hands tore open the fly of Lucas’ jeans and roughly tugged them down over his hips and thighs. Lucas’ leaking cock curled up against his belly, leaving wet smears on his skin. Noah ran his palms up the length of Lucas’ thighs, scraping his blunt nails back down. Lucas gripped the comforter with both hands and struggled not to lift his hips and entreat Noah to take him into his mouth.

Their gazes locked and held as Noah knelt between Lucas’ legs. Noah hooked his hands behind Lucas’ knees and lifted them, setting both of his feet on the edge of the bed. Lucas was trapped by Noah’s blue eyes. He swore Noah could see right into him. He was naked in so many ways, wide open and vulnerable.

Lucas breathed heavily as Noah grasped his erection with one hand and guided it to his mouth. Lucas hissed at the feel of Noah’s lips wrapping around the sensitized head of his cock. Noah restrained Lucas with his hands, pinning his hips to the bed.

Noah sucked hard on Lucas’ cock, using plenty of spit and sliding his mouth down and around the shaft. Lucas pushed hard against Noah’s restraining hands. His tongue was flat and hot on the underside of Lucas’ cock as he slid up and down quickly. Lucas’ hands were still tightly fisted in the comforter, and he was sure he was losing his mind. Noah worked his mouth down Lucas’ cock and sucked hard. He didn’t give playful licks or flick his tongue into Lucas’ slit. He simply tried to extract Lucas’ brain by sucking it through the end of his dick.

Lucas’ belly tightened painfully. His lower spine tingled, and heat flooded his pelvis. Lucas’ back arched; he threw his head back and squeezed his eyes shut. Lucas’ hips pushed rhythmically against Noah’s hands.

He lifted his head to watch. Noah’s lips slid down his length, enveloping him in wet heat. Lucas’ shaft was spit-shiny when Noah pulled off. He couldn’t look away when Noah’s gaze snagged his again. Noah watched him intently, desperate to please him.

Noah’s hands were suddenly gone, and Lucas made a sound of protest low in his throat. One of Noah’s hands was back, pressing against his lower belly and again holding Lucas down against the bed. Lucas dug his heels into the mattress as Noah’s mouth worked his cock. When Noah hollowed his cheeks to suck Lucas particularly hard, Lucas’ eyes fluttered closed, and his head fell back.

Noah’s fingers pushed against Lucas’ lips, demanding entrance into his mouth. Lucas let him in, sucking hard on Noah’s fingers, swirling his tongue along and around them. Lucas wanted what came next. He wet Noah’s fingers, slicking them with his spit, his gut aching with need.

Noah slid his fingers from Lucas’ mouth and pushed one into Lucas’ hole. Lucas hissed at the stretch. Noah didn’t tease; he didn’t ease into Lucas’ body. His finger shoved in deep, clear the last knuckle. Lucas’ thighs trembled as Noah finger-fucked his ass in time with his mouth on Lucas’ cock.

With his back and neck arched painfully, Lucas made shamefully loud and debauched sounds. Noah’s fingertip tugged at the rim of Lucas’ hole, adding a delectable stretch and burn to all the sensations assaulting him.

Lucas made a sound of protest when his ass was suddenly empty and his cock abandoned. Noah spit several times before two fingers pushed quickly into Lucas’ hole clear to the last knuckles. Hot, wet suction returned to Lucas’ erection, and the muscles in his lower belly tensed. Bolts of pure electricity shot down the length of his spine and rocketed through his body. Lucas’ balls tightened and lifted, and he knew the explosion was imminent.

“Shit, Noah, I’m coming,” he gasped. Lucas was sure Noah could tell, as tightly as his ass clenched Noah’s fingers, but his mouth was no longer his to control. “Fuck, I’m gonna come. Shit…Christ…Noah.” This last was a strangled cry.

Lucas shouted as his climax slammed into him. Noah crooked his fingers slightly and nudged Lucas’ sensitive gland. Lucas swore viciously, and his hands tightened in the comforter. He shuddered hard enough to rock the entire bed. Lucas cried out through clenched teeth as he rode out his orgasm, his balls emptying, his cock pulsing inside the heat of Noah’s mouth.

Noah’s wicked fingers, still buried in Lucas’ ass, cruelly massaged his sweet spot as he came. Lucas fucked his hips upward, trying to get his cock deeper into Noah’s throat as it clenched around him. With each throbbing pulse of his balls, Noah’s throat tightened around him, and he swallowed down what Lucas gave.

With one final thrust of his hips, Lucas’ vision grayed around the edges, just before it all went white.

Lucas became aware of his surroundings to find Noah looming over him, tugging him upward on the bed. Lucas tried to help, but his limbs wouldn’t cooperate. He clutched awkwardly at Noah’s shoulders when, to his amazement, Noah lifted him with one arm to slide him toward the head of the bed. Fucking werewolf strength.

Lucas was set down on his back, and Noah turned him over face down. He tried to come up onto his elbows, but Noah’s weight pinned him down. Lucas wanted to look at Noah over his shoulder, but Noah was right there on top of him.

Noah’s body was a raging furnace. His skin was scalding where it pressed along the length of Lucas’ back. Noah’s dog tags were cool in contrast where they nestled against Lucas’ spine. Noah’s hands skimmed down Lucas’ arms, pinned his wrists above his shoulders and twined their fingers tightly.

Lucas squeezed Noah’s fingers. He arched upward, pressing himself into Noah’s large, heavy body. He rubbed his cheek against Noah’s when Noah nuzzled him. Noah’s breath was hot and loud against the shell of Lucas’ ear. Lucas wanted to push himself upward, he wanted to tilt his head back and have Noah kiss him. He was trapped, pinned by Noah’s weight.

“Don’t move,” Noah ordered in a gruff voice that sounded like a growl. He retrieved a lube bottle from the bedside table. Lucas’ breath caught, and his aching dick twitched. He’d wanted to feel Noah inside of him for so long.

Noah’s tongue swept over Lucas’ ear. Lucas shivered when Noah bit down on the lobe of his ear. He ceased his struggles when Noah’s teeth sank into the tendon at the back of his neck. Lucas moaned loudly into the comforter beneath his cheek. Noah sucked hard at the bite mark then soothed it with a wet swipe of his tongue.

“Fuck,” Lucas whispered when Noah bit down on his shoulder. He lifted his hips as Noah rocked against him.

“Lucas.” Noah’s broken whisper against Lucas’ neck spread warmth through his chest and made his spent cock stir.

Lucas pushed upward against Noah’s weight as their sweat-slick skin let them slide against each other. Noah placed sharp, stinging bites along the length of Lucas’ shoulder. Lucas’ shivered violently, gasping with each nip of Noah’s teeth.

“Your scent,” Noah whispered, his lips moving down Lucas’ spine. “I love your scent. I miss it so much when we’re not together; I ache.”

Lucas sensed that was the answer to a lot of things, but he couldn’t remember what they were, right now. Noah bit his way down Lucas’ ribs, then licked his way up Lucas’ spine with the flat of his tongue. Lucas shivered when Noah’s tags tickled him as they slid across his heated skin.

Noah sat up abruptly. Lucas shivered at the sudden cold. He pushed up onto his elbows and looked over his shoulder. “Noah,” he embarrassed himself by pleading.

“Down,” Noah growled, pushing at Lucas with a hand between his shoulders.

Lucas sprawled face down, and Noah kneed his thighs apart. Lucas complied eagerly. Noah’s rough hands gripped Lucas’ ass hard, spreading him open wide. Lucas shouted and bucked his hips when Noah’s tongue swiped along his crack and swirled over his sensitized hole. His cock was growing hard again, and Lucas ground himself into the bed beneath him.

Noah kept him spread open, licking around and into his hole. It felt so fucking good, but Lucas craved more. He hungered for what Noah had been promising him for so long.