11. Leif

Chapter 11

Leif

A lec fell asleep at some point, and Leif was happy to discover that the full bags clipped to the harness helped keep Alec in place on his shoulders, his mate lying along Leif’s shoulders and neck. His mate was limp, breathing deep and slow, heart rate steady and at peace. Leif was pleased by that—all signs that Alec felt safe with him, safe enough to rest while Leif got them home.

Alec was still recovering from his ordeal, despite the energy and attitude he’d had all day. His wounds were nearly healed, but the long-term damage and resulting exhaustion needed more time.

Leif soon came within the vicinity of the bodies, keeping a fair distance so as not to disturb the carrion eaters who were feasting. The coyotes sensed him, but he stayed out of their way, keeping enough distance to avoid chasing them off. The ravens and crows set off a chorus of alarms at his proximity, but he ignored them in favor of hurrying home, and eventually the noise stopped as he continued past without pausing.

There were no scents of new intruders, and the sense of his territory remained quiet, the edges of his reality peaceful and undisturbed by trespassers of the two-footed variety.

The sun was near setting by the time Leif climbed the path to his cabin, the switchbacks of the trail jostling Alec enough that he woke with a wide yawn.

“Are we back already?” Alec murmured, sounding half-asleep.

“Almost there,” Leif promised.

He reached the path’s summit and the clearing in front of his cabin, and the air was crisp and cool. The sun was setting in the west, painting the rocky face of the mountain above the cabin in brilliant gold, reflecting off the glass windows. The sun was warm and soft, the shadows deep and long.

Leif crouched beside the front stoop, and Alec slid off his back onto the top step, yawning. He stretched, revealing a strip of skin at his waist, and Leif wanted to lick it.

The door was unlocked, and Alec shrugged off the backpack and gently set it inside the cabin. Leif lay down in the grass, and Alec came down the steps at a jog to help remove the bags from the harness.

Alec

Leif was free of the bags and harness in no time, and was able to Change back into his human form just as the last of the sun was setting.

Alec was putting the last of the bags alongside the kitchen wall when Leif stepped inside, stark naked, the sun gilding his side and rear in gold. He was beautiful and Alec wanted him.

The bond between them was growing stronger, a day in each other’s company enough to make it more tangible, and Alec experimented by sending a rush of affection and arousal along the bond. Leif immediately looked at him, eyes full of want and need, and Alec grinned.

“Put away the groceries with me?” Alec said, wanting Leif closer to him, grabbing the bag with the cold items that had thankfully stayed at temperature due to the low-level preservation spells in the insulation. The bushel of crawdads were going to stay fresh if they got…sidetracked.

Leif came over and gently took the bag from him, flipping it closed and setting it by the other bags. One big hand cupped Alec’s jaw, thumb tracing his lips, and Alec nibbled on the digit with his teeth, a deep growl coming from Leif. Alec held his breath, wanting more.

“You tempt me,” Leif growled, eyes full of want.

“You tempt me, too,” Alec replied roughly, sucking air into his starving lungs, eyes wide, Leif’s thumb still on his lips. “Please.”

Leif let go of his jaw, only to grab Alec around the waist and lift him into his arms. Alec gasped at his strength, wrapping his arms around Leif’s neck and his legs around Leif’s waist. The kiss was deep, full of teeth and tongue.

“Bed,” Alec gasped out when they broke for air, his head thrown back when Leif kissed and nibbled along the side of his neck.

“Yes,” Leif growled, low and deep, the rumble vibrating against Alec’s chest. Leif turned and strode for the tunnel, long strides eating up the distance between the cabin and the bed.

The lights came on as they passed, and the lights around the bed flickered on with a low glow that was enough for Alec to see Leif’s face and the glowing red of his eyes.

Alec found himself gently dropped on the bed, Leif standing between his knees. Leif reached down and grabbed the hem of Alec’s shirt, pulling it up over his head, Alec sitting up to help get it free of his shoulders.

That put Alec at the perfect height to greet the large, hard, thick cock jutting out from a neatly groomed patch of reddish-brown hair.

Leif sucked in a breath when Alec leaned in and licked the hooded crown of Leif’s cock. It tasted of salty musk and Alec wanted more, a hint of precum on his tongue making him ravenous. Both hands came up to grasp the heavy cock, hot in his palms, throbbing with the beat of Leif’s heart.

He gently ran his hands down the length of his mate’s cock, Leif growing harder, the crown freed from the foreskin and flushed red, clear drops of sticky precum waiting for Alec to lap up. He leaned down and swallowed around the smooth crown, causing Leif’s hips to jerk a bit, pushing his cock an inch or so deeper before he found his control and stopped moving.

Alec sucked once, hard, before popping off. “I want you to fuck my mouth.”

“Little greenbough,” Leif growled, thumb rubbing along Alec’s lower lip. “I want to come inside you.”

“Fuck my mouth, then fuck my ass,” Alec negotiated with a wicked grin. “I can take it, if you can manage it.”

Leif accepted the challenge and both hands came up, fingers sliding into Alec’s hair and gripping his head, holding him firmly. Leif brushed the head of his cock over Alec’s lips, a thick droplet of precum painting his lips. “Pinch my thigh hard if you want me to stop. ”

Alec showed his agreement by lifting his hands and sliding them around Leif’s thighs, urging his mate closer. He opened his mouth wide and groaned in aroused joy when Leif fed the thick, hot length of his cock into Alec’s mouth, stretching his jaw and flattening his tongue. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes and he fought his gag reflex as Leif nudged at the back of his throat with the plump head before pulling back a smidge to let Alec breathe.

Lips stretched and burning, eyes watering, Alec took the solid weight in his mouth and tried to suck, but Leif was nearly too large for him to do anything but take it.

Leif wasted no time in setting a punishing rhythm, hips snapping back and forth, thick cock thrusting into Alec’s mouth, flirting with his nearly nonexistent gag reflex. Hard balls slapped Alec’s chin, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, tears falling from his eyes. The thrusting continued, Leif teasing Alec’s obscenely stretched lips with his fingers as he stared down at Alec, eyes red-hot and glowing, hints of the wolf in his visible fangs.

Alec relaxed into the face-fucking, taking in air when able, hands gripping the thick thighs driving Leif’s cock into his throat.

He loved it.

Leif pulled away with a snarl, hand going to the base of his cock, squeezing hard to keep himself from coming. Alec fell back on the bed, gasping, breathing hard, absolutely wrecked and wanting more.

Alec held out a hand and beckoned to Leif, who came immediately and climbed atop Alec, hands tugging at his pants and deftly removing his shoes and socks before tossing the pants away as well. Alec was nearly naked, and then a slash of claws removed his underwear, leaving him bare to Leif’s heated gaze. Alec chuckled, hands reaching up to Leif’s shoulders, pulling his mate down until he lay under the alpha wolf in his shadow.

Leif licked and nipped and sucked his way down Alec’s body, making him gasp and squirm in delight. “Leif!” he gasped out, tugging on Leif’s long hair. “I want you!”

He tugged until Leif came back up to devour his mouth in a fierce kiss. Big hands spread his thighs and Leif settled between them, hard cock pressed to Alec’s. A hand gripped his hair, holding his head still as the kiss went on, and another gripped Alec’s hard, aching cock and stroked it from root to tip, the grip almost too tight. He loved it and whined for more.

Fingers stroked his cock, making him shiver and moan. Claws pricked his scalp, Leif’s eyes glowing a brilliant ruby-red.

The golden thread connecting them—as bright as Leif’s eyes, and as thick as his arm—glowed visibly to Alec, illuminating the shadows between them. Heart to heart, soul to soul, the mate bond grew and grew, solidifying, and Alec cried out as it reached what had to be the final distance to completion, joining them together forever.

Leif jolted, gasping at the bond’s completion, shaking with need. The bond eased, stable and secure, and faded from sight, no longer visible but still there, a comforting weight tying them together.

“Get in me, mate,” Alec said, nipping at Leif’s lips with tiny, urgent kisses. He wanted, so badly.

Leif managed to free a hand to root around in the blankets on the side of the bed, hitting the nightstand, and he fumbled for a second before coming back with a tube of lube. Alec grinned and took the tube, uncapping it and squeezing a dollop on his palm. He tossed the lube aside and applied a thick layer to Leif’s cock, making his mate jerk.

“You need some,” Leif growled out when Alec pulled back and wrapped both legs around his lean waist, heels digging into Leif’s muscular ass, trying to draw him closer.

“Not human,” Alec reminded him with a salacious smile as he arched up to meet the hot cockhead pushing against his hole. “I don’t need it.”

Leif’s eyes flashed brighter, and he gripped Alec by the waist and held him still as he pushed, the wide head popping inside, stretching him inexorably as Leif sank deeper. His body thrilled at having Leif there, so deep and full, clenching and releasing in waves as Leif pushed in as deeply as possible.

Leif

Alec was impossibly tight and slick, his body welcoming him in. Leif shuddered, balls deep in his mate’s ass, and he waited for Alec to give him permission to move, not wanting to hurt his mate.

Alec surprised him, rolling his hips beneath Leif, legs tight around his hips, and the motion almost ruined Leif’s control. Alec did it again, both hands coming up to thread his fingers behind Leif’s neck, holding Leif to him. Alec lifted up enough to press a kiss to his lips, breathing out, “Fuck me, mate.”

Taking Alec’s command, he pulled back and thrust in, hard, setting a rhythm intended to drive them both wild. Alec gasped and rose to meet him on every thrust, skin slapping and sweat gathering. Alec was a lithe, sensual creature who was wilder with every passing second, his gray eyes full of magic and want, hands rushing over Leif to touch every part of him he could, cries of pleasure escaping from behind lush, reddened lips.

Leif plundered his mate, arms coiling around Alec, holding him tightly, shifting his angle to slide the head of his cock over Alec’s prostate with every thrust. Alec cried out, clinging to him, eyes blind, arching upward, spine bowing.

Alec came, hard, shooting cum across his abs and Leif’s stomach, his body growing tighter, clenching Leif as he climaxed. Leif thrust faster, harder, chasing the sensations, and came right after Alec, shuddering and jerking with each pulse of his release deep inside his mate.