Chapter Seventeen Liam

I was nearly bursting with excitement as I paced around the room waiting for Cory to arrive. I'd been an anxious mess all day long. Sam had to go out of his way just to get me to eat lunch earlier in the day. But I barely got a few bites in before I put the whole thing down. I just couldn't do it. I was too worked up.

My night with Cory out on the grassy hill was so magical that I just couldn't get it out of my mind. I kept replaying the scene over and over. I laughed when I thought of us chasing each other through the tall grass in our wolf forms. And I couldn't stop smiling when I thought of cuddling with him on the couch afterwards with a mug of hot chocolate in my hands as snow slowly began to coat the world outside our window.

It hadn't gone much further than that, but it was enough to send me into an elated tizzy for two days. Just being close to him was incredible. How could it not be? I'd been missing my mate for two years and now just being in the same room as him was enough to get me excited and a bit tight in the pants.

That was something I was worried about as well. The sex. It was probably going to happen, eventually. Back when we'd tried our relationship the first time, we'd never gotten much further than blowjobs. Both of us were just inexperienced kids at that point even though we were nearly twenty at the time. And the night my father had caught us was the first time we planned to go all the way.

In that regard, we were both still virgins. And I didn't want to fuck it up. So up until that night, I'd been tamping down my sexual urges. It was more important to reestablish a relationship with Cory than to get off. However, now I could see us quickly moving in that direction and I was a bundle of nerves. What if we weren't as compatible as I'd hoped? What if things were awkward? Was I getting myself all worked up for nothing?

Probably.

But I wanted it all to be perfect. Cory and I had been through so much already and the last thing I wanted to do was introduce more strife into our lives. He was so incredibly special to me. I just wished I could turn the clock back two years and warn our previous selves so that we didn't have to go through all the anger and anguish we'd endured. However, since that kind of power wasn't possible, even for the witches of the world, I figured we might as well make the best of the time we had now.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to force myself to calm down once more. No sooner had gotten it out than I heard a knock at the door. In an instant, I was wired again.

Jogging to the door, I pulled it open without glancing through the peephole. Just as I expected, Cory was standing on the other side dressed in a nice button-up shirt, a well-fitting pair of jeans, and he'd taken some care to tame his usually wild hair.

I smiled big when I saw him. It was the sort of smile that gave away a lot more than just a feeling of happiness . And when he smiled back, I knew he understood. Taking a step forward, I threw my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. The scent of dark cherries washed over me, and I breathed it in deeply, knowing I could never get enough of that beautiful scent of his.

"Hey Liam," he whispered, running his fingers through my hair.

"Hi…"

The hug lasted for a full minute and neither of us said a word. It was the best feeling in the world, feeling his heartbeat against mine. Our scents mingled, somehow making something even better than before. It made the reservations in my brain melt away. What was I ever thinking? Of course we were compatible. We were mates. We couldn't be anything else.

Finally, we pulled away from one another. I stayed close though, staring into those beautiful green eyes of his. I lifted a hand, running my fingers through his auburn hair. I always loved the color of it. Not to mention the freckles over his entire body. Those were adorable too.

"Have you eaten yet?" he asked at last.

I shook my head. "No. I wasn't sure what we were going to do tonight."

"We could go out to dinner…"

The way he said it made me think he wanted to stay in.

"Or we could just order in," I said. "That'll give us more time to talk without having to worry about people listening."

His smile widened. I'd guessed correctly.

"That sounds good. What do you want?"

"You're not going to believe this," he laughed. "But I've been craving pizza."

"After working all week?"

"I know. Crazy, right?"

I shook my head. "Not at all. That sounds really good to me."

"What kind do you want?"

"Meat and olives."

Cory wrinkled up his nose. "Ugh. I forgot how much you love olives."

"They're good!"

"That's the wrong opinion, but you're entitled to it." He smiled, giving me a small kiss on the nose. "I'll order one for us. It'll probably be a half hour before they get here though. I'm sure Vincent and River are swamped tonight."

I nodded and Cory pulled out his phone, dialing the number from memory. He spent a moment or two chatting with who I assumed was his boss before he eventually made our order. But once his phone was back in his pocket and he'd turned to face me, I found myself at a loss for what to say.

"What?" he asked, his cheeks blushing.

"I just can't believe how beautiful you are." I reached up, brushing a strand of auburn hair away from his forehead. "And I can't believe how much I missed this."

"I missed you too."

I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck, pulling him close so that our lips were only a breath apart.

"Can… Can I kiss you?"

There was a small gasp as Cory bit his lower lip. "I… I wish you would."

I didn't need to be told twice. But I didn't rush either. Lifting my other hand, I cupped both sides of his face, staring into those deep green eyes for a long moment before I finally pulled him close.

The moment our lips touched, my entire body lit up like a Christmas tree. Electricity pulsed through my system, running down my spine, wrapping around my cock, and shooting back up into my brain. The sensation was intense and amazing, but it also stirred something else inside me. It was like the wolf had been awoken along with the bond between us. Suddenly Cory's scent was so overwhelming that I could think of nothing else. I could taste his pheromones between kisses, his body growing warm under my touch. Before I knew it, I had one arm around his neck and the other under his shirt as our kiss deepened. Heat flared in my belly and my pants grew uncomfortably tight.

"Liam," Cory gasped against my lips between kisses. "I… I want you."

I stopped for only a second, the pair of us staring at one another. "Are… Are you sure?"

He nodded, biting his lower lip again.

And that's all I needed.

My grip on the back of Cory's neck tightened as I crushed his lips to mine. At the same time my other hand had managed to untuck his shirt and start popping the buttons one by one with a dexterity that would make a porn star blush. And Cory's hands weren't idle either. One was under my shirt while the other had slipped down the back of my shorts grabbing a handful of ass. I moaned against his lips as he squeezed, pushing my butt back against him. His index finger was dangerously close to being exactly where I wanted it. Inside me.

We broke apart only for a moment to remove our shirts. Once they were safely tossed to the floor, we came back together, skin against skin. Our lips connected once more along with our hips. There was a familiar heat pressing against my cock through my pants. One glance down showed me that Cory was just as hard as I was. He throbbed against me as we ground our hips together, instinct taking over.

I moaned against his lips, living for the sensation of his cock grinding against my own. Both his hands slipped down the back of my pants and spread my cheeks wide. His tongue danced against mine as his fingers inched lower. I nearly cried out in pleasure when he finally ran a soft pad over my sensitive hole.

"Fuck…" I mumbled against his lips, my hips moving faster as my cock ached for more friction.

"Here," Cory cooed, sliding my pants down and setting my cock free at last. He did the same to his own pants before returning his hands to my ass. "That better?"

I nodded and moaned into his mouth as we kissed. Skin to skin, the heat and throbbing of his cock was even more obvious now as he rubbed it against my own. I could already feel the pre-cum leaking out of us both, adding a deliciously slick sensation as we worked together. At the same time, Cory pushed his middle finger against my hole, putting on the pressure.

"Oh my god," I groaned pushing back against him. "Oh fuck…"

I felt his cock stiffen against mine and he pushed harder. It was amazing how fast he'd driven me to the edge. I wasn't sure if it was his touch, the pheromones, or just the fact that we'd been apart for so long. I hadn't had any sexual relations since that last night we spent together, and it was starting to show. Drunk with lust and the scent of cherries, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. Especially not with that finger so dangerously close to slipping inside me.

But to my surprise, it was him that spoke first.

"I… I'm gonna cum if we don't stop," he said breathlessly.

I tightened my grip on the back of his neck, my other hand going to his nipple and giving it a squeeze. "Don't stop," I begged. "Whatever you do, just don't… ah… stop."

Cory nodded before crushing his lips against mine once more. His hips began to work even harder, the crown of his cock rubbing against the sensitive underside of my own. Meanwhile his finger worked in slow circles over my entrance, sending wave after wave of delight coursing through my cock and balls. It wasn't long before I felt that familiar sensation building. Heat flared in my belly, and I knew I was going over the edge whether I wanted to or not.

I didn't get a chance to warn him. Instead, I just cried out, my cock throbbing wildly against his as I coated us both in copious amounts of hot, sticky cum. I shuddered and groaned, kissing Cory through all of it. However, it seemed my orgasm was exactly what he needed, and he followed behind me only a few seconds later. I felt a wave of lust wash over me as he covered us both in his seed, the majority of it running down my cock and balls before dripping onto the floor.

But that finger on my ass didn't stop making slow circles. The ecstasy kept washing over me until I was so overstimulated I could barely keep my knees from buckling. With a regretful sigh, I had to pull away.

"I'm gonna collapse if you keep doing that," I chuckled, still trying to catch my breath. "It feels so good."

Cory smiled, but as he surveyed us both, I saw a look of concern come over his face. "Was… Was that too fast?" He was looking a bit panicked. "I shouldn't have–"

"Cory," I said, placing a finger on his lips. "Thank you."

His worry melted into a smile once more. "That… was ki nd of hot, right?"

I couldn't help a sly grin. "Yeah. But we should probably clean it off the carpet before it stains right?"

He nodded. "You hop in the shower. I'll take care of it and be right behind you."

"And waste all this?" I reached down, running a finger through his cum clinging to my belly. Lifting it to my lips, I sucked it cleaned, then leaned forward and kissed him, tongue and all. "I wouldn't waste any part of you."

When I pulled back, he was blushing a deep red, but his cock was standing at attention once more. I booped it with a finger, gave him a wink, and headed for the shower. Behind me, I heard him whisper under his breath.

"This man is gonna be the death of me."