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into Jordan's ass cheeks,
stubbornly increasing the suction of his mouth, doing everything he could to
dissuade Jordan from using his werewolf strength to move him away.
    "Ricky, I can't… I'm…I'm going to
come," Jordan said breathlessly, but he'd already stopped trying to move
away. The hands in Rick's hair were no longer pulling, but caressing,
exploring, urging him ever closer.
    Rick moved a hand to Jordan's balls,
carefully rolling them in his palm as he increased his frantic sucking. He
moved his other hand to the base of Jordan's cock, and then caressed his
fingers over the thick vein on the underside and back up to the head, wriggling
his tongue against the slit, gathering the pre-cum, savoring Jordan's flavor.
    He yelped as their positions suddenly
reversed. He barely got Jordan's name off his lips before he was groaning in
pure need. Holy fuck, his mate had a seriously warm mouth.
    Gasping for air, Rick's hips moved
convulsively as pure passion and instinct took over. He was thrusting hard into
his mate's mouth, moaning continuously as Jordan encouraged him to move faster,
harder, to press deeper into his mouth.
    Rick shuddered as his orgasm exploded, his
cock pumping cum into Jordan's mouth as he swallowed convulsively. He caressed
his tongue over Rick's sensitive flesh, moaning in delight when Rick sighed his name and they slowly slid down the door.
    Careful not to hurt him, Jordan released
Rick's cock from his mouth and then pressed kisses to each inch of flesh he
could reach as Rick collapsed into his arms in slow motion.
    "Fuck," Jordan whispered on a deep
exhale of air.
    "That's the plan," Rick said with
a soft laugh.
     
    ~*~
     
    Despite what Jordan might have wanted from
his mate, he'd never actually entertained the thought that Ricky might be the
one to push him beyond endurance. His entire body shook with excitement just at
the idea of sliding his cock deep into Ricky's ass. He nearly hyperventilated
when Ricky produced a small tube of lubrication, smeared some onto Jordan's
cock, and dropped to his hands and knees, his jeans and underwear pooling at
his calves as he presented that beautiful ass for Jordan's taking. Violently
shaking all over, Jordan spread lube over his fingers, and then reached for
Ricky's ass.
    Grinding his teeth to maintain at least a
tiny bit of control, Jordan also dropped to his knees and then moved closer to
his mate. Ricky jolted at the first gentle touch against his hole, but Jordan wrapped
an arm around his waist and held him tight, unable now to bear the thought that
his mate might pull away. He knew he was much stronger, that despite Ricky's
slightly taller frame and gym-enhanced physique he was no match for a werewolf,
so he was even more pleased when Ricky moaned and pushed his ass onto Jordan's
fingers instead.
    "That's it, Jordan," Rick
whispered encouragingly. "I've wanted you for so long."
    Jordan was panting hard, but he nodded his
understanding even as he gently pushed his fingers inside, Ricky's anal muscles
opening to allow a deeper penetration.
    He had a moment of worry when Ricky pulled
away, but when his mate pushed his ass higher into the air for him, all the
breath escaped Jordan's lungs. He hurriedly spread more lube over his cock, and
then draped himself over his mate's lean form.
    He wanted to slow down. Fuck, he wanted to roll
his mate over and see his face, but Ricky was ready for him and Jordan was at
the end of his control. He barely managed to push his cock into Ricky's heat
before instinct threatened to take over. Dragging in a ragged breath, Jordan
pulled his cock out a little, and then gently slid back in, thrusting carefully
again and again as imagination and reality finally merged. But Ricky started
pushing back onto his cock at the same time he rammed forward, fucking him
harder and harder with every stroke. Every sensation magnified, every touch
burned, every need he'd ever had clambered to be slaked. Again and again he
drove into his mate's