The Wolf Inside (M/M Hockey Shifter Romance) by Wolf Specter

Author:Wolf Specter [Specter, Wolf]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-02-02T14:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

It had been a long time since Ben had given in and let his wolf dictate his desires. Some guys were worried they thought with their dicks—Ben had an actual animal clamoring for him to fulfill those animal desires. It made his life hell sometimes, especially when the individuals his wolf grew interested in were logistically out of Ben's reach.

But there, knelt atop Mason, the salty taste of him still coating Ben's mouth, he relinquished control.

Mase. God. He raked his eyes up and down the sight beneath him: Mason's leanly-muscled body, twitchy with afterglow, his skin rosy, his lips parted, his eyes glazed with pleasure, cock hanging out of his shorts. It was the hottest thing Ben had ever seen. He dipped his head down, licking a stripe up Mason's side, possessive.

His own body taut with the center-deep ache of desire, he wormed his way out of his pants and shorts until he was fully nude atop Mason, who welcomed him back with open arms.

They spent a moment just moving together, enjoying the grind of body on body. Ben couldn't ever figure out if he was actually bisexual or not; his wolf just wanted what it wanted and his body never complained. But there was something about Mason that was unlike his other partners, unlike any need he'd ever felt before.

Mason, an eager gleam in his eyes, reached down between Ben's legs. He hesitated, nervous, then dared to brush the pads of his fingers over Ben's thick erection. Ben snapped his eyes shut, holding back the howl his wolf wanted to let loose into the world.

He was restraining himself as much as he could. He wanted to throw Mason down and fuck him into the sofa so hard the frame broke. But it's his first time, he thought. You have to be gentle. He's never been with a man before.

It was getting harder and harder to deny himself with every passing second.

Mason grew more bold as the seconds ticked away. He curled his fingers around Ben's cock, ran them up and down, a slow stroke that Ben rocked forward into.

"Mmm," Ben purred, encouraging Mason as best he could.

Mason cautiously trailed a thumb up to the crown of Ben's cock, touching it, stroking it, pressing gently against the tip, which responded by leaking a dab of precum against his skin. Mason used the fluid for what it was, lubing up the rest of Ben's dick with it, his stroking growing more assured, stronger.

"Yeah," Ben whispered against his neck, "that's it."

Soon Mason was working Ben's dick at a tighter pace, less gentle, less insecure. Ben enjoyed the strength in his hands—hockey player hands, hands with muscle and sinew and a grip behind them.

Breathing hard, Ben reached down and took hold of Mason's jaw, forcing him into a hard, heated kiss. He let Mason taste himself, tongue trailing along the inside of Mason's mouth, hot and exploratory. Mason let out a surprised gasp of startlement, his hand stilling momentarily, before he picked it back up again.

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