Epilogue Wyatt

The headlights of the car came around the corner of the woods, illuminating the tall skeletal trees that hovered over the long driveway. The leaves had already changed color and fallen, their colorful bodies nearly obscuring the blacktop from view. It didn't help that it had rained only an hour before, giving everything a shine that made it hard to stay on the pavement.

"Oh wow," Tanner said in the passenger seat behind me. "Parker and Aiden really went all out, didn't they?"

I watched as the house loomed up in front of us. Out front were at least a dozen carved jack-o-lanterns, each with their own unique face. Across the shrubs were strings of orange and purple lights. There was even a giant metal chicken next to the walkway wearing a witch's hat. I couldn't help but smile.

"I guess they did," I laughed. "And all for us, too. It's not like they"re gonna get any visitors out here tonight looking for candy."

"But… they have candy, right?"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm sure they do."

"Okay, good." Tanner relaxed his shoulders once more. "I was getting a little worried."

"Why? It's just Halloween."

"I don't know," he replied, shaking his head. "You guys are werewolves. I wasn't sure if you'd turn into a giant monster or something on Halloween."

"If it was a full moon, Parker would."

"What the hell does that mean?!"

"It's an Alpha thing. Don't worry about it. I don't have that heritage, so I'll never turn into anything other than a big puppy."

"What about Aiden, though?"

"Alpha's never harm their mates. He's fine." I glanced over at him. "But it's not a full moon, and we're here to have fun, remember? Don't get so worked up."

"Sorry," he muttered, placing his hand on my thigh. "This is just my first pack function, so I don't want to mess it up."

"This is just a party with friends." I gestured down to the ridiculous outfit I was wearing. "Although I don't know why I had to dress up like a cowboy for it."

"You look cute!"

"I look stupid," I muttered. "And why do you get a cool demon mask while I have to wear pleather chaps?"

"Aww," Tanner replied, not giving me an ounce of sympathy. "It must be so hard to be a werewolf with cool superdog powers." He squeezed my leg playfully. "Stop being such a sourpuss. This is the only time of year I get to be something paranormal. You get to do it all year long. It only makes sense that you dress as a human instead."

"Blah…"

"Deal with it, bro," he mocked, sticking his tongue out.

I pulled the car up beside Oliver's, throwing it in park. Together, we got out and headed for the house. Tanner carried the dish in his hands, the lid keeping in the delicious cheesy scent that I couldn't wait to get into. Cheesy potatoes were my favorite, especially with the crispy potato chip topping. That shit was the best.

However, as we got to the door, I saw there was a note taped to it.

"Oliver, Wyatt, and Tanner," I read aloud. "The door's unlocked, so drop your stuff inside and head down to the beach. Follow the path through the woods. It'll take you straight there. We've already got everything and started the fire. Party starts when you arrive."

"Oh, man…" Tanner sighed, looking down at the dish in his hands. "That's a hike."

"I'll carry it." There was no fucking way I was leaving cheesy potatoes behind. "Looks like we're the last to arrive then." Taking the dish from Tanner, I led him around the side of the house and down the path toward the woods. "I guess that means we can take our time, huh?"

"You are significantly less subtle than you think you are."

"Yeah, but you like it," I said, waggling my eyebrows at him. "We've got the woods to ourselves, and everyone else is down at the beach." I sidled in close, giving Tanner a small nibble on the neck. "It won't take long."

"You are incorrigible."

"Are you saying you won't fuck me on the way?"

"That's not what I said," he smirked. "But I don't see your ass bent over a fallen log either."

I glanced around quickly as we entered the woods, spotting a fallen tree not far off. "Will that one do?"

Tanner was already stroking his half-hard cock through his jeans, his rich vanilla scent filling the air around us.

"Looks like you're still dressed," he growled. "Pretty sure a good slut would have their pants off already."

I didn't need to be told twice. Jogging ahead, I got to the tree and tucked the cheesy potatoes off to the side in a safe spot. With one hand, I pulled off my jacket, tossing it over the log to create a barrier. The other was already undoing my belt to get myself ready. Tanner's footsteps closed in as I dropped my jeans around my ankles, throwing my torso over the log. Just as I heard his pants unzip, I reached back and spread my cheeks apart, giving him the view I knew he craved.

"Good boy," he growled, giving my ass a slap. "That's just what daddy wants to see."

God, I loved it when he talked like that. I also loved when he treated me like a piece of meat. There was something so delicious about it, but I'd purposely avoided overthinking it. Instead, I savored the feeling and let myself have it.

Tanner reached down, rubbing his thumb over my tight pink hole. Before I could come up with something sexy to say, I heard him shift, and a deep moan escaped my body as his hot, wet tongue pressed against my hole.

This was my favorite thing, and he knew it.

Moaning, I melted against the fallen tree, my cock so hard I could have used it to pound in nails.

"Fuck!" I cried as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through my body. "That feels incredible…"

Tanner didn't reply. Instead, he went harder, working his tongue in and out of my willing hole. I moaned and melted against the log, the jacket keeping the rough bark at bay. Tingles filled my entire body as he worked his way up and down, flicking his tongue across the most sensitive part of my body.

"Oh fuck," I mumbled, my naked body fully exposed in the moonlight.

A rush of adrenaline surged through my body as I remembered we could get caught. But as Tanner continued to toss my salad, I realized I didn't fucking care.

"You ready for that big cock, slut?" he asked, suddenly pulling away.

"Fuck yes."

His thick cock was resting against my hole before the words even left my mouth. I felt myself melt against the log. There was something about this dick that turned me into a whimpering puddle. As soon as it came out, all I wanted to do was serve him. It was a far cry from where our relationship had begun.

"Good boy," he growled, slapping his massive cock against my hole. The weight of it sent shivers down my spine. "You want it bad, don't you?"

"Mhmm…"

He leaned down close, grabbing the back of my neck. "I can't hear you."

"Yes, sir," I replied, louder this time. "Please. Please fuck me."

"Mmm," he hummed. "You know I can't resist when you beg."

Tanner rocked his hips forward, his crown pressing against my hole. I took a deep breath, willing my body to relax. I needed him inside me, and thanks to his tongue-lashing, lube wouldn't be necessary.

"Oh fuck," he groaned as my tunnel opened up to him.

Within a few seconds, the ridge of his cock slipped past my ring with a small pop. I couldn't help a long, drawn-out moan as his shaft pressed against my prostate. I didn't have to reach down to know that I was leaking precum all over the place. There was enough of it just from being turned on, but the moment he touched that special spot… it was like a faucet.

"You like that, baby?" he asked, pushing himself further in.

"Fuck yes," I replied, savoring every exquisite inch of his thickness. "More," I growled. "More."

"Don't you worry, baby." I felt his hands grasp my shoulders. "You're getting all of it whether you like it or not."

I didn't know it was possible for my dick to get harder, but as his words fell on my ears, it happened. At the same time, Tanner used his grip to push himself to the hilt, his cockhead pressing up against my second ring deep inside me.

Words couldn't describe how amazing it felt. Instead, I let out a low whine. It was the kind of sound that portrayed deep happiness while begging for more at the same time. Tanner had heard it many times before, and he knew exactly what to do.

Slowly at first, he began to pump his thick cock in and out, taking extra care to tease me as his ridge crested over my prostate. I desperately wanted to stroke myself at the same time, but I knew I wouldn't last if I did so. Instead, I kept my hands firmly crossed in front of me, using the leverage to keep myself tight against the fallen log. Closing my eyes, I listened to the rhythmic slap of Tanner's balls smacking against my ass as he stretched me out.

"Fuck," I moaned over and over again, my body rocking against the log as Tanner picked up the pace. "Harder."

"You like it rough, don't you, slut?"

"Yes, sir…"

He grabbed a fist full of my hair, pulling me back toward him as he continued to pound me. "So much for being straight, huh?" he growled, nipping at my ear. "Who knew you were such an insatiable cock slut?"

His pace increased as he wrapped a hand around my throat. I couldn't answer him, my body too overwhelmed with pleasure to form words. Instead, my voice echoed off the trees as I moaned over and over again.

I loved it when he talked to me like that.

The new angle had his cock practically bouncing off my prostate with every stroke. Precum leaked out of me, catching the moonlight as it dripped to the ground. My body tensed as I felt my orgasm building, the warmth in my belly growing brighter and brighter.

"Your hole's getting tighter," he grumbled in my ear, his hand still gripping my hair. "You gonna come for me like a good boy?"

It was all I could do to nod; my world nothing but him ravishing my body.

"Good," he growled. "Do it."

I didn't need to be told twice. With his permission, I stopped trying to hold it back. My abs tensed, and I felt my balls draw up at the floodgates burst. With a sudden cry, my cock throbbed, and I came over and over again, each pulse sending more cum shooting across the ground. Stars burst in front of my eyes, and for a moment, I thought I might pass out.

At the same time, I felt Tanner's movements grow erratic. With a sudden burst of speed, he slammed his cock to the hilt, his teeth clamping down on my shoulder. A low growl vibrated through my body as he came, the sudden heat in my belly as he filled me with his seed. His hips pumped forward again and again, driving his cum further inside.

A moment later, I felt my legs give out as Tanner let go of my hair. I fell forward across the log, gasping for air. Tanner followed suit, his cock slipping out as he lay across my back. For a long time, we just laid there, caught up in the afterglow of the most amazing sex ever.

It felt silly calling every time the best time ever. But with Tanner, that's just how it was. Even when it was me topping, it was still the best sex I'd ever had. There were several nights we took turns topping one another until the sun rose. Of course, we usually called off work the next day, but it was worth it.

Every moment spent with him was treasured. I kept them all in my heart, no matter how small they might be.

"I love you, baby," Tanner whispered in my ear, his breathing finally back to normal.

"I love you too," I replied.

With a little bit of finagling, I managed to turn myself around so we were face to face. Using the log for support, I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close. He was sweaty, but I didn't mind. The boy had worked for it.

"Do you think we should keep walking?" I asked after another couple of minutes. "They're probably wondering where we are."

"Yeah," he sighed, kissing the nape of my neck. "Do you think they'll know what we did?"

"Probably. Wolf senses and all."

"Sorry."

I took Tanner by face, fixing my gaze on those soft brown eyes. "Don't ever apologize for fucking me. Okay? This was incredible."

"You always say that."

"And I always mean it."

He smiled. "Okay."

"But you'll probably want to put your clothes back on."

"I guess…" he sighed, giving me a quick kiss.

My legs were wobbly as he pulled away, but I managed to straighten myself out eventually. For a moment, I just stood there, watching Tanner pull on his pants once more. He'd never even taken off his shirt. It was sad to see his perfect cock get tucked away, but I had a feeling I'd be seeing it again soon. Eventually, I started to fetch my own things and pulled them back on.

"Umm… Why is this wet?" Tanner asked, picking up the tray of cheesy potatoes from their spot on the ground.

"It rained earlier," I replied, still getting my pants on. "Probably just the leaves."

"No… It's… warm."

Oh fuck.

I pulled out my phone flipping on the flashlight. There, illuminated under the bright LED, was a splash of whiteish fluid across the foil lid. A smile spread across my face as I tried to stifle a laugh.

"You… You came on the cheesy potatoes…" Tanner whispered.

A split second later, we burst out laughing, the sound echoing off the trees around us.

Life with Tanner was never going to have a dull moment.