Cronan is angry. Angry that after years of waiting, he's mated to the one wolf he never wanted.
Fen is stuck. Stuck in a state of purgatory that he doesn't know how to escape from.
After learning of his mate's crimes, Cronan never expected to see h...
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Hands explored my chest with a newfound passion. My shirt had long since been tossed to the side of the living room along with Fen's. His hands roamed over my skin, tracing patterns that sent shivers down my spine. His lips traveled down my neck once again, sucking and nipping until he was positive a mark would form. His mouth started to travel lower and I moved to start undoing his pants, but his hand grabbed mine before I could get too far.
"Bedroom," He instructed.
Fen wasted no time getting up and offering me his hand. He leaned in to kiss me again, but this time was much more aggressive. His fingers latched onto my hair, tightening as we stumbled down the hall and into his room. His scent seemed to surround me and invade every part of my body as he pushed me onto the bed. He took a step back while his eyes traced over my body.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked when I saw the clouded look in his dark eyes.
His fingers glided over my stomach and down to the obvious bulge in my pants. "All the things I want to do to you."
The room seemed to grow hotter because of his words. I met his gaze and asked, "And what exactly is it that you want to do to me? I need specifics."
Fen's eyes locked with mine as he began to undo the button on my pants. "I want to see you," He admitted. "All of you. I want to hear you moan my name. I want to feel you wrapped around me. I want to taste you, feel you, and have you. I want all of you."
The possessive expression on his face made my mind travel back to our conversation at dinner. "That's what you really want?"
"Yes, and I think that's what you want too." In a flash, my pants and boxers were removed. "Am I right, Cro?"
His warm hand gripped my length and started moving at a slow pace. I let out a low moan. "You're wrong."
He smiled as he started stroking me faster. "I don't think so. I think you enjoy this as much as I do. Maybe more? You seemed to last time."
"You're so cocky. We had sex one time and now you think you know what I want?"
"Am I wrong?" His hand stopped. "Why don't you tell me what you want then?"
"What if I wanted to top?"
"Do you?"
"What if I did?"
He let go of my hard member and his hand trailed back up my chest, finding my nipples. He pinched one of them which caused me to wince but also added to my growing desire.
"I prefer topping to bottoming, however, if you wanted to then I'd be willing to switch." He pinched my other nipple. "But, I know well enough to know you don't really want that."
I glared at him and he grinned back at me. My eyes traveled down his body, noticing the outline of his cock. It was already hard and straining against his jeans. I grabbed one of his arms before he could realize what was happening and pulled him down onto the bed, flipping our positions so I was straddling his waist. I started to undo his pants while he watched me with surprise on his face.
