flow through him and barely managed to moan, “Now!”
Coming with Dave’s mouth on him had been incredible. Coming with Dave’s cock in his ass could be listed as a religious experience. He could hear his mate’s agonized grunts, knew Dave was filling his ass. Ben was coming and coming, his ass clenching down on Dave’s cock and making his orgasm even stronger as Dave rubbed his newly discovered happy spot. He bit down on the mating mark on Dave’s chest, making Dave howl as his orgasm went on and on until Ben thought he’d pass out from the pleasure.
Dave collapsed over him, his cock still twitching in Ben’s ass. “Jesus fuck.”
Ben laughed breathlessly. He was sweaty, covered in come and happier than he’d ever been in his life. He hugged his mate close and breathed in their mingled scents. “Amen.”
Dave snuggled his mate close, damn near bursting with happiness. Ben was his, all his. No one, not Steve, not Rick, not even the Leo himself could tear them apart now.
“So. You’ve done this before.”
Ben, on the other hand, was an entirely different matter. “Wanna do Disney Quest?” And he gave Ben his best innocent grin.
And it worked about as well as it did on Dave’s mother. Ben’s eyes narrowed. His mouth opened, and Dave just knew he was about to ask a question the answer to which might get Dave dead just a few minutes after consummating their mating. “Well?”
“I refuse to answer on the grounds that I might be incinerated.” He pulled the sheet over his head to hide his face from Ben, but all it did was make their combined scent stronger. There was no air movement below the blanket, and their scent was strong.
“Shit.” Ben thumped him on the head with a pillow. “I don’t want to know any details. Just tell me you never had feelings for anyone else, okay?”
He pulled the blanket back down and stared Ben right in the eyes so his mate would know he was serious. “I never loved anyone but you. You know that.”
“But you fucked other men.”
Dave sighed. “I was a teenager. Chock full of hormones. And my mate hated the very sight of me.” He shrugged. “If it helps, it’s been a few years.” He grinned up at Ben. “What about you?”
Ben’s jaw clenched before he grunted in disgust. “I refuse to answer on the grounds that I might be incinerated.” He flopped down on the bed, his face buried in the pillow. “Damn it.”
Dave would have been pissed if he’d remained celibate, but after hooking up with other men in an effort to forget Ben, he understood why Ben had gone hunting. “It didn’t work for you either, did it?” He knew from experience how tainted he’d felt afterward. Hell, if at any time he was in danger of becoming an alcoholic it would have been during those years when he’d needed Ben but had taken others. After a while his wolf refused to allow him to touch anyone at all. The despair had been nearly overwhelming.
Ben turned his head until they were nose to nose, the expression on his face full of distant unhappiness. “No. It didn’t.” His hand cupped Dave’s cheek. “You’re my only love.” His eyes narrowed. “And I’d better be your only, Mr. Gay Pride Week.”
Dave blinked. “Blizzard Beach sounds good.”
“Dave.”
The warning in his mate’s voice had him sliding off the edge of the bed. “Or we could hit Typhoon Lagoon. You know. Whichever you prefer.”
Ben sat up and winced. “Ow!”
Dave was back at his side in an instant. “What?”
Before he knew it he was on his back, Ben straddling him with a triumphant look. “Gotcha.”
Dave tugged Ben down into a crushing embrace, for once positive Ben wasn’t going to turn him away. “Yeah. You do.”
Epilogue
“What in holy hell is that?”
Ben grinned at his Alpha and fingered the edge of his Trophy Wife T-shirt. “Dave gave it to me.”
“And you’re seriously planning on wearing that to the Pack meeting.” Rick shook his head. “I’ve heard of pussy
Coming with Dave’s mouth on him had been incredible. Coming with Dave’s cock in his ass could be listed as a religious experience. He could hear his mate’s agonized grunts, knew Dave was filling his ass. Ben was coming and coming, his ass clenching down on Dave’s cock and making his orgasm even stronger as Dave rubbed his newly discovered happy spot. He bit down on the mating mark on Dave’s chest, making Dave howl as his orgasm went on and on until Ben thought he’d pass out from the pleasure.
Dave collapsed over him, his cock still twitching in Ben’s ass. “Jesus fuck.”
Ben laughed breathlessly. He was sweaty, covered in come and happier than he’d ever been in his life. He hugged his mate close and breathed in their mingled scents. “Amen.”
Dave snuggled his mate close, damn near bursting with happiness. Ben was his, all his. No one, not Steve, not Rick, not even the Leo himself could tear them apart now.
“So. You’ve done this before.”
Ben, on the other hand, was an entirely different matter. “Wanna do Disney Quest?” And he gave Ben his best innocent grin.
And it worked about as well as it did on Dave’s mother. Ben’s eyes narrowed. His mouth opened, and Dave just knew he was about to ask a question the answer to which might get Dave dead just a few minutes after consummating their mating. “Well?”
“I refuse to answer on the grounds that I might be incinerated.” He pulled the sheet over his head to hide his face from Ben, but all it did was make their combined scent stronger. There was no air movement below the blanket, and their scent was strong.
“Shit.” Ben thumped him on the head with a pillow. “I don’t want to know any details. Just tell me you never had feelings for anyone else, okay?”
He pulled the blanket back down and stared Ben right in the eyes so his mate would know he was serious. “I never loved anyone but you. You know that.”
“But you fucked other men.”
Dave sighed. “I was a teenager. Chock full of hormones. And my mate hated the very sight of me.” He shrugged. “If it helps, it’s been a few years.” He grinned up at Ben. “What about you?”
Ben’s jaw clenched before he grunted in disgust. “I refuse to answer on the grounds that I might be incinerated.” He flopped down on the bed, his face buried in the pillow. “Damn it.”
Dave would have been pissed if he’d remained celibate, but after hooking up with other men in an effort to forget Ben, he understood why Ben had gone hunting. “It didn’t work for you either, did it?” He knew from experience how tainted he’d felt afterward. Hell, if at any time he was in danger of becoming an alcoholic it would have been during those years when he’d needed Ben but had taken others. After a while his wolf refused to allow him to touch anyone at all. The despair had been nearly overwhelming.
Ben turned his head until they were nose to nose, the expression on his face full of distant unhappiness. “No. It didn’t.” His hand cupped Dave’s cheek. “You’re my only love.” His eyes narrowed. “And I’d better be your only, Mr. Gay Pride Week.”
Dave blinked. “Blizzard Beach sounds good.”
“Dave.”
The warning in his mate’s voice had him sliding off the edge of the bed. “Or we could hit Typhoon Lagoon. You know. Whichever you prefer.”
Ben sat up and winced. “Ow!”
Dave was back at his side in an instant. “What?”
Before he knew it he was on his back, Ben straddling him with a triumphant look. “Gotcha.”
Dave tugged Ben down into a crushing embrace, for once positive Ben wasn’t going to turn him away. “Yeah. You do.”
Epilogue
“What in holy hell is that?”
Ben grinned at his Alpha and fingered the edge of his Trophy Wife T-shirt. “Dave gave it to me.”
“And you’re seriously planning on wearing that to the Pack meeting.” Rick shook his head. “I’ve heard of pussy
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