A Wolf for One Bear, BM15 by Kelex

Author:Kelex [Kelex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Shifter
Publisher: Twisted E-Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Tristan entered his cabin and slammed the door behind him. He peeled his clothing off, dropping them in a trail as he marched to the shower. He’d already had one before dinner, but now he needed a cold one to stop the raging hard-on screaming to get out of his jeans. Once he was naked, he climbed into the stall and let freezing water roll over him.

Problem was, the freezing water only reminded him of their skinny-dip in the lake the night before. He closed his eyes a moment and remembered the silvery light washing over Paul’s skin. He re-opened his eyes, trying to force the wayward thoughts from his mind.

His cock didn’t want to listen, but finally, the erection died off. As soon as he was sure he was calm, he turned off the faucets and stepped out of the shower. Once he was dry, he landed in a heap on the bed before switching off the light.

He rarely slept. Couldn’t recall the last time he had. Most nights, he lay in bed, hoping he might drift off. He spent long hours trying to calm his too active brain. When that didn’t work, he’d get up, exercise until he was exhausted or read until his eyelids grew heavy. He’d then fall back into bed, and yet still not find sleep.

Tonight, there was no point in going through the motions. No matter what he did, he wouldn’t find rest. He knew that before laying his head on the pillow. Tonight, he stared up at the ceiling of his rented room and watched the shadows of the pine branches swaying about the bedroom walls.

Long minutes passed. His mind drifted back to the one male he couldn’t stop thinking about. His body grew hard once more, the animal need overtaking him. The scent of spice filled his nose, so strong this time that he scented it in the air, swirling around him.

Tristan gripped the base of his cock as he lowered his lids, envisioning Paul in his arms.

He stroked his shaft leisurely at first, using the beads of pre-cum to help slicken his hand. He pushed himself to the edge, trying to force a release that might bring him solace, but that wasn’t to be either.

Once his wrist hurt and his cock was nearly raw, he gave up. Masturbating wouldn’t solve this problem. Only claiming what was his would.

He continued to stare up at the ceiling—was still watching as the first hints of daylight finally cast upon the walls. Tristan rose from the bed and hung his legs over the edge. The wood was cold against his bare feet, energizing him.

Looking back at the empty bed, he realized how cold that was, too.

He was tired of being alone.

He needed Paul in his life.

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