Jacks, Marcy - The Alpha Wolf Kidnaps a Mate [DeWitt's Pack 1] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Marcy Jacks

equally  responsible for my own well-being and safety. If something had  happened to me, that’s not on you, and my injury isn’t on you either.”  Corey lifted his right hand, clearly displaying the bandaged limb, as  though James could have forgotten it.
    “Do you understand?”
    James clenched his fists, fighting with his inner wolf who wanted  to take charge of  everything, as well as his human side―little of it  that there was―that also wanted to take comfort in Corey’s words.  “I’ll…do my best to see things your way,” he said through clenching
    teeth.
    Corey just stared at him. “All right, I’ll make this easy for you. I forgive you for what happened, I place no blame on you, and I want you to stop avoiding me,” he said. “That better?”
    A choked sound left James’s throat. “Yes.”
    He reached for Corey, and Corey reached for him at the same time. Their arms wound around each other, and they embraced tightly.  Corey’s forehead fit nicely in the crook of James’s neck, and the warmth he felt in the other man made every inch of his flesh overly sensitive. No, that wasn’t it. He was shaking. James was actually shaking as he held onto his mate.
    “I love you,” he said.
    Corey pulled back to look at him, the wide smile on his perfect lips touched his eyes. “You do?”
    What a thing to ask! “Of course I do.”
    “Because we’re mates?” Corey asked.
    “No, because I love you,” James said, putting emphasis on the words. There was still a lot of explaining on how the mating process

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    worked, it seemed, but he could be patient while Corey learned.
    “Do you, ah… ” James trailed off, not knowing how to ask the
    other man if the sentiment was returned without sounding desperate
    about it, which he was.
    That time stopping smile was back on Corey’s face, and he
    nodded. “Yes.”
    “Yes?”
    “Yes,” Corey said with a laugh, pulling James’s face down in a  meshing of mouths that would bruise the both of them.
    James didn’t care at all, either. Corey was alive. He loved him,  and he wanted to stay.
    When their teeth clashed together in a sharp pain, they both all but  flew from the other. Then they laughed and took it a little slower.
    James’s hands went behind Corey’s back, feeling the muscles  there, kneading and massaging them through the T-shirt he wore.  Corey curled one hand around James’s waist, putting the other, the  injured one, around his neck.
    James consoled himself that it would heal soon enough, and then  Corey would be able to grasp and pull at James to his heart’s content.  The touch of their tongues was slick and electric. Corey tasted of  some fruity thing he’d consumed earlier, and James couldn’t get  enough of it.
    Without separating their lips, James reached over and locked  Corey’s door, then pushed him against it and dropped to his knees.
    He laughed. “I keep seeing you like this.”
    James enjoyed the feel of Corey’s fingers pushing his black hair  behind his ears, leaning into the touch. “Just don’t let anyone else  know I  like kneeling before you. Wouldn’t exactly help my status.”
    Corey shook his head. “Never,” he vowed.
    Then his head fell back, banging against the wooden door, his  mouth falling open as his cock disappeared in James’s mouth.
    God, he‘d missed this. How had he denied himself this? The salty  taste of Corey’s cock in his mouth and the musky scent of his balls

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    under James’s nose. If the situation itself was enough to fill his prick  until he was hard and ready, his balls swollen with need, then the  teasing to his  senses sure did it. James pushed back his gag reflex and  just allowed himself to suck on the full length of his mate’s dick until  his tongue and jaw began to ache, and he continued on even despite