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it would blow out the back of Matt’s head. But that didn’t matter, not really. Not when he got to fly.
     

Chapter Seven
     
     
    “Jex! Jex!” Matt’s frantic voice shattered the bliss. It was hard, but he managed to bring himself back down.
    “Yeah,” he panted, noticing that his body was humming, his hands still clutched in the sheet under him. His mouth was dry, but he couldn’t seem to care, not when his heart raced.
    “Jex,” Matt said.
    Jex brought his gaze down the sweaty line of Matt’s body, over his red flaccid cock and up into the deep eyes that watched him like the beast last night.
    “I really need to fuck you,” he growled.
    “You’re the werewolf,” was Jex reply.
    Matt heaved a deep sigh and dropped his head. His forehead landed on Jex’s thigh. “God, Jex, I can’t lie to you.”
    They were silent for a short while. Jex realised that Matt’s breathing was a little choppy, and laced his fingers loosely into his hair.
    Matt shuddered, and slowly, his head lifted as Jex’s fingers reached his temples.
    “I always wondered why you smelt so different,” Jex said softly, the words just coming out of his mouth.
    Matt’s laugh was soft, as shaky as his fingers when they closed over Jex’s, holding Jex’s hand closer to his face, eyes drilling into him.
    “Scared...” Matt shuddered again, “You scared the shit out of me when they took you. I didn’t know what was happening. Didn’t know what they wanted. I should have...you’ve told me enough about your dad. About the shitty life you’ve had to live. I’ve seen the way you look around you all the time, as if you were waiting for that to happen. You’re more paranoid than I am.” He smiled sadly. “But I couldn’t think when they kidnapped you —you had been taken. I felt as if something inside of me was ripped out.
    “I couldn’t think about anything but finding you and making sure you were safe. So I followed the van, probably fucked myself a little, because who can truly keep up with a moving vehicle? Yet, I did, at least until they hit the woods. It was too close tonight, too close to the moon, and as soon as that half of me smelt the timber, the air combined with the need to get you back...
    “I ended up having to duck into the woods there at the edge and shift, even though it was still daylight. I’ve never shifted that early in the day before, but once the wolf half was out, I started searching. I knew you were in the woods and all I had to do was find you...” his voice trailed off.
    “And you did.” Jex smiled. “You saved me.”
    Matt laughed. “Probably not through the best means, though.”
    “Maybe, but they would have hurt me. They wanted money from my old man, but they hated his guts, so I doubt I would have been left whole.”’
    Matt blinked his eyes when they connected back up to Jex’s. They were bright and maybe a little shiny. “God. I could smell it on them. Smell what they wanted from you. They were angry, pissed, and horny. My insides screamed. You are mine, and they wanted to take you away from me. I couldn’t stand it. Couldn’t let that happen. Every one of them had to die because they were looking at you as if they wanted to keep you, hurt you. And I wasn’t—why are you smiling like that?”
    “Like what?” Jex asked. Huh, his lips were smiling.
    “I’m not sure. You’ve always been good at confusing me because you’ve learnt to hide too much, but it’s...I don’t know. It’s giving me butterflies.”
    “You said I was yours,” Jex confessed in a whisper that even he could barely hear.
    Matt grinned, though it was both goofy and embarrassed. “Yeah, well...they say all werewolves find a mate, and when they do, they calm down. They don’t have such hard shifts and they don’t lose themselves for days. Hell, it’s even said that some even lose the gift to shift if their mate sooths them enough.”
    “You think I’m your mate?” Again, Jex’s voice held a softness