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wait longer for their mating? Lance was about
to beg forgiveness when Oliver scooped more oil onto his fingers
and oiled his erection.
    “ You’re going to get your
wish, little wolf.”
    Lance’s temperature spiked. Usually
being called a little wolf would have aggravated him but the way
Oliver said it sounded like an endearment. Lance watched Oliver
stroke himself from base to tip, pre-come leaking from his
cock.
    How could such a strong, virile
shifter want him? He’d always felt the deck was stacked again him.
It seemed he had gotten a new dealer and won big.
    By the size of Oliver’s rod he’d won
very big. He gulped. All of that was going to fit inside him?
Oliver had the longest cock he’d seen. He’d spear him in one
thrust.
    “ Like what you
see?”
    Mouth too dry to speak, Lance
nodded.
    Oliver sidled into position, erection
in his meaty palm.
    The Alpha lifted Lance’s left leg to
his shoulder and then his right, opening him wider.
    Lance held his breath preparing for
the intrusion but it didn’t come. “You need to relax.”
    “ I-I can’t.”
    Oliver grunted. Cock still in one hand
he reached out with his other and stroked Lance’s rod. Fire sparked
under his touch and the breath he’d been holding burst free. The
Alpha’s teasing fingers covered every inch of his member until it
throbbed.
    Lost in the headiness of their
connection, Lance didn’t worry when Oliver lined himself up at the
opening again. He buried himself to the hilt in one swift movement
and Lance howled, head dropping back into the pillow.
    “ You’re tight.” Oliver’s
voice sounded strained. “I should have stretched you more.” He
leaned over him, lips close to his. Instead of a kiss the man’s
teeth sank into junction of his neck and shoulder. The pain
vanished and he felt as if he was flying, as if on a spirit quest,
but he didn’t know what answer he was seeking. The lone wolf, the
Alpha, his protector Oliver was his mate. From this second onward
until death did they part.
    “ Lance. Lance.” Oliver’s
speech sounded garbled to his ears. “Lance, come back to
me.”
    As if those were the magic words, his
wings stilled and he came in for a landing right in Oliver’s
arms.
    He blinked. “Is it over?” Belatedly he
realized Oliver remained seated inside him.
    “ No.” Oliver chuckled.
“We’re mated, but the fun is just beginning.”
    He rocked his hips and Lance moaned.
Oliver filled every inch of him.
    “ I want to see you come
apart, little wolf.” He thrust in a fast, steady pace.
    His breath came in gasps. His balls
tightened along with a coiling rope inside him. Lance’s heart
punched his chest it beat so hard. Would he survive this coupling?
More. He wanted Oliver to touch him but he couldn’t form the
words.
    “ I can hear your thoughts
even in human form. We’re mated.” Oliver’s
hands cupped his cheeks, he kissed him, their chests grinding
together.
    “ Come for me,” Oliver
ordered.
    The coil inside Lance snapped. He
sprayed Oliver’s chest with creamy seed, pleasure cascading over
him in waves.
    “ You’re mine,” Oliver said
in a throaty growl, coming inside him. He held onto Lance’s
shoulders anchoring each other through the aftershocks.
    “ I’m yours,” Lance agreed.
He’d not only found another place to belong he’d found his
mate.
    Mighty Elk would be speechless if he
realized his actions had caused Lance such happiness. For some
reason he doubted that would be the last he’d see of his former
Alpha.
    “ What do we do
now?”
    His mate pulled out his limp length.
“I clean you up,” he announced. Bending down he lapped at the seed
on Lance’s belly.
    “ Ooh.” He ran his fingers
through Oliver’s blond silky hair. “More than just my stomach needs
to be cleaned up.”
    Oliver shook his head, grinning. “You
sure know how to order an Alpha around for an Omega
wolf.”
    Lance’s cheeks heated and despite the
teasing tone of his mate’s voice an automatic