I moved on top of him, trapping him under me holding his wrist above his head. He didn’t complain, he just moaned for me, half-heartedly fighting against me. I smiled down at him, kissing him on the lips, down his jaw, to his neck. He shivered for me, his eyes closed in pleasure. I moved down to his nipple, the little pieces of flesh already tight. I flicked my tongue over one and Matt gasped, his body jerking with the sensation. He arched towards me like a cat as I took it in my mouth, sucking. He moaned, his hands making fists in the sheets. Oh, he was so gorgeous. I rubbed the other nipple with my finger and he shuddered for me, biting his lower lip. Oh, I wanted a taste too. I let go of his abused nipple and licked his lower lip which made him let go, then I kissed him roughly. He fed me a deep groan, his fingers digging into my back as he pulled me closer. So fucking good. It made me realize just how much I missed him. As I let go of his mouth I happily licked my way all the way down to his hard cock, straining his jeans begging to be let out. I took off his jeans quickly, groaning as I saw his cock. I lightly licked the tip, teasing with almost there touches.

“Jerk.” He sighed with frustration. I looked up and winked before I took him in my mouth. He moaned for me, his hips pushing up into my mouth. I didn’t mind, I could take it. I allowed him two jerks before I pushed his hips down, knowing he had no self-control when it came to this. He whimpered and tugged at my hair, making my scalp burn as I moved up and down on his cock, sucking. I tried going slow so we could both enjoy this for as long as possible, but the wolf in my head was howling, too riled up from the threats. I let go of his cock, feeling him tense. He was close, normally I wouldn’t mind at all letting him come more than once or twice or as many times as he could… but we didn’t have time for that. I needed to get back out, help my pack find the mercenaries.

“On your hands and knees, pup,” I told him and quickly took off my own jeans, and damn it felt good to relieve the pressure on my hard cock. He obeyed me immediately, his gaze clouded with lust. That obedience made my wolf almost purr in satisfaction. I took a second to admire that beautiful perky ass all there for me. I stroked one of the globes, then gave it a light smack. Matt sucked in a surprised breath. Most of the time I tried to avoid anything that involved pain. That dark shadow in my soul could like it too much and that would be really, really bad. Plus I had supernatural strength, I always had to be aware of that, always had to control myself. I petted his ass to soothe the little sting. Then I give it a kiss, to chase away the temptation to do it again. I moved from his ass cheek to his little hole. I licked my finger then I slowly massaged the tight ring of muscles. It quivered under my touch, promising so much pleasure.

“Lube, pup. The second drawer.” I pointed to the night table. He reached for it then stopped with his hand in the air, moaning loudly as I pushed the finger into him. Oh, the little hole went tight, sucking my finger in. Damn, I could practically feel it on my cock already. “Pup,” I reminded him with a growl. He shivered and pushed his ass back into me as he fumbled in the drawer. “Good boy,” I told him and he whimpered. Fuck I couldn’t wait to be inside him. I quickly got three fingers inside, my patience fading fast.

And I wasn’t the only one… “Please, Reid, come on…” he whined softly, fucking himself on my fingers. I smiled, kissing the back of his neck. He was sweating and the smell of his arousal was intoxicating. He reached back, tugging my head down to him. I kissed him, his lips warm and soft. I quickly grabbed my cock and poured more lube onto it, then lined it up with his hungry hole. He cried out in pleasure as I pushed in, his tight hole gripping me immediately, I groaned, resting my head on his back. The warmth and softness surrounding me were so perfect that I had to stop and take a breath so I wouldn’t come inside him like a damn teenager. It had been way too long.

Matt was trying to catch his breath too, then suddenly he said. “We didn’t use a condom…”

“A bit late for that.” I laughed, breathless. I hated condoms. I was a werewolf, I couldn’t get sick, I couldn’t transfer any diseases. But Matt didn’t know that of course. “We did get checked out in September, remember? I haven’t slept with anyone else but you since then,” I said and it was the truth. Alpha werewolves were notoriously known for their sexual appetite, but my job, school, and Matt have been keeping me busy enough. He looked back at me, surprised like he didn’t expect that. I smiled at him and pressed a kiss to his shoulder before I started thrusting. His eyes immediately closed as he moaned. And fuck did it feel good. The heat and pressure perfect… Fuck. I couldn’t go slow, I couldn’t. I pounded into him, my hands leaving bruises on his hips. And he moaned for me, shivered under my hands, lost in the pleasure and crying out shamelessly every time I hit his gland. Damn, I could come just from looking at him. With him, under me, I couldn’t even care that the bed was creaking loudly. Matt pushed back against me, meeting my every thrust, begging for more even.

All too quickly I felt the tingling at the bottom of my spine, my orgasm building up. My gums ached as my fangs tried to pop out, both my wolf and the much worse darkness calling for blood as arousal and the excitement of a hunt mixed together. I shook my head and concentrated on the sensation and my cock inside him on anything else than the ache in my gums. Matt hid his face into my pillow as he came with a scream of pleasure, his ass milking my cock. My fangs pushed out and I bit into the side of my cheek as I filled his ass, tasting my own blood on my tongue. Fuck…

I stayed inside him as we breathed through the aftershocks. Shivering together with the smell of sex surrounding us in an intoxicating haze. My wolf sighed not really satisfied but content for now. Matt groaned with disapproval as I left the warmth of his hole. I chuckled pleased with how much he wanted me. He turned around on his back, his eyes half-closed, satisfied, the well-fucked look suiting him.

“I was too loud, sorry,” he said, blushing furiously, but smiling happily. I laughed and gave him a slow, lazy kiss.

“It’s alright, pup, I like you loud.” I smiled, meaning it. And the wolves who had a problem with it could go to hell. He looked away, embarrassed but so adorable. There was a bruise on his neck, and many on his hips shaped like my fingers. I ran my fingers lazily over every last one, still holding myself above him. I was a werewolf, I had plenty more energy, but he looked very tired and I had stuff to do anyway. “I hate to leave like this but… there’s a war going on,” I told him apologetically. “You’re leaving?” he asked, suddenly awake, looking scared.

“I have to help them, I’m sorry.” I nuzzled his neck, taking in his scent. “Look, there are two people I absolutely trust to keep you safe,” I told him. “First is Yuri, my best friend. He's big, with salt and pepper hair and blue eyes, you won’t miss him. And Scott.” I also described him. Scott might not have been dominant but he would protect Matt with his life, I had no doubt about that. “And do not, under any circumstances trust my siblings,” I warned him. “Lowell is a good person, but he doesn’t have enough of a… status to protect you. And Trystan and Akira would love to see me dead so…”

“Your own family, really?” he asked in absolute shock. Oh, you innocent little boy…

“You can also trust Holly.” She was Nikolai’s mate, Yuri’s mother and she could be a vixen when someone was hurting an innocent. I described to him what they all looked like as I cleaned myself and got dressed again. “Also do not trust Marc, that’s the guy who came to the office with me, he absolutely hates me.”

“Did you get into a fight with him?” he asked, hugging me from behind as I sat at the edge of the bed, putting on my shoes. His body was still burning from the sex. I shivered and gritted my teeth, willing my cock to not get hard again. “Did it have anything to do with me?”

“Yes,” I said. He needed to know this, needed to know just how important it was for him to avoid Marc. “He wouldn’t love anything more than to see me, and now even you, dead. And his father, Diego too, and Ryan.”

“Wow, you really are unpopular,” he said as he kissed my neck. And damn I didn’t want to leave. I kissed him one last time, promising to end this and get back to him soon.

“Just don’t get killed… please,” he said, sitting on my bed covered only by one of my shirts that was way too big for him, his hair ruffled and the bruise on his neck shining against his pale skin. He was truly stunning. His look was sad though, scared.

“Don’t worry about me I’m a resilient fuck.” I winked at him then left.