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Cupping Lance’s chin, he tilted his head back and then
claimed his lips. Instantly the man melted into his kiss eagerly
wanting more. “You have much to offer me and my future
pack.”
    “ I know what I have to
offer you, but what do I have to offer the pack?”
    Oliver chuckled. “Do you know what the
number one Alpha rule is?”
    “ No.”
    A grin stretched Oliver’s lips. “The
first rule: If the Alpha is happy everyone is happy,
yes?”
    “ Yes.”
    They kissed again and this time Lance
parted his mouth allowing Oliver’s tongue to slip inside. After a
brief sparring he ended the kiss, breathing hard. “Will you be my
mate, Lance?”
    “ Are you sure you want a
half-breed wolf as your mate?”
    “ If you continue to run
yourself down I’ll have to give you a spanking.”
    His threat didn’t have the affect he’d
intended. Lance chortled, grinning. “I’ve been threatened with
physical punishment many times but never for such an offense.
You’re not like the Alphas I’ve known.”
    Oliver grunted. “And how many Alphas
have you known?”
    “ Just two. And yes I’ll
mate you in a heartbeat.” Lance stretched out on the bed once again
on his back. “Take me. Make me yours.”
    A low growl rumbled and Oliver
realized he’d made the noise. Lance got to him faster than any wolf
ever had. He opened a secret compartment in his headboard and
withdrew a small jar of oil. Unscrewing the lid with a single twist
he scooped up the lubricant with two fingers. He spread Lance’s
thighs wider and then circled his opening.
    Lance’s chest rose and fell in rapid
succession. “I’ve never done this before.”
    Oliver groaned. He knew from the
beginning he couldn’t casually fuck Lance. He’d experimented with a
few other wolves in his younger years. However, from the first time
he scented Lance he knew the wolf was the one for him.
    “ Don’t worry,” he kissed
Lance’s velvety cock. “The mating hormones will override the
discomfort. I’ll make it good for you. I promise.”

Chapter 7
     
    The tip of Oliver’s finger slid inside
his hole and he stiffened. He gritted his teeth trying not grimace.
Mighty Elk despised any show of weakness. He wanted Oliver to be
proud of him, but the sudden intrusion felt unnatural,
uncomfortable. Digging his sweaty palms into the covers he prepared
for the worst. But Oliver’s oiled finger didn’t move. The Alpha met
his eyes. The golden speckled emeralds reminded him of his regal
bearing in wolf form. “No hurry,” he explained. “We have all
day.”
    Lance gradually relaxed. If Oliver had
wanted to hurt him he would have rushed. The man really cared,
wanted to put his needs first.
    Oliver withdrew his finger and pushed
in again this time a hair farther. “Push back against
me.”
    Lance tried and more of the Alpha’s
finger slipped inside. He stretched him slowly. Once he’d taken all
of one finger he thrust in and out in a languid rhythm before
adding a second oiled finger.
    Instead of crying out Lance
growled.
    Oliver’s tongue flicked his ear. “I’m
sorry,” he murmured. Soon the licking proved a sweet distraction
from the pain and Lance shifted his head to the side so the Alpha
could lick the sensitive flesh on his neck.
    “ As soon as I’m inside you
I’ll make my mark and the mating euphoria will be all you feel. But
I am trying to get you ready for that.”
    “ I’m ready.” Lance heaved
with each breath. He didn’t care if it hurt. He wanted Oliver
inside him. Now.
    Oliver thrust both fingers harder and
faster and a tingle rippled through Lance. The Alpha’s green eyes
narrowed. “I don’t think you are.”
    “ I am,” Lance insisted.
Where he found the courage to argue with an Alpha he’d never
know.
    Oliver didn’t snap at him. He grinned.
“Eager, huh? Well, I’ve waited a long time for this,
too.”
    Suddenly Oliver’s fingers left his ass
and Lance felt empty, barren. Was this the punishment for talking
back? Was he going to