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“More coffee, Cameron? I couldn’t help but
notice you were flagging me down with your eyes.” Maude’s smile took any sting
out of her tone. She adored the young pup.
“Please, and maybe a little info when you
have time.” Cameron retrieved the newly filled cup and its saucer from her
grasp. “Do you think you can sit for a minute?”
Looking around at all the occupied tables,
Maude’s gaze fell back to the men at her current booth. “Let me pick up your
order and I can take five. I’ve been on my feet for hours and could use the
spell. Everyone seems to be eating and not wanting right now.”
Cam’s head ached and he had a twinge in the
base of his skull. Tension wound through his shoulders when he thought of the
small-statured human with the limp. He needed a closer look at his mate. The desire
to embrace him, run his fingers through his spikey blond hair and see what
color his eyes were, gnawed at his being. Soon, he promised himself.
“You’re awfully quiet all of a sudden,” Jay
interrupted Cam’s thoughts.
“Sorry, just thinking about how to approach
my mate. It’s not like I can simply say, ‘Hey,
you’re my mate and by the way, I think you’re a wolf.’ Can I?” Rhetorical
question— Cam didn’t expect Jameson to answer.
“Boys.” Maude placed platters of fried
eggs, pancakes, sausages and toast in front of each of the men, and slid into
the booth next to Jay. “What can I do for you, Alpha?”
Cameron smiled at the honorific, picking up
a piece of his toast and dipping it into the runny eggs, sopping up the yolk,
before placing a piece in his mouth. He watched Maude as he chewed, before
speaking. Maude was older than she looked. To the human eye, she appeared to be
in her forties, but she was an elder in the pack at over two hundred years old.
She grew up with Cam’s parents as part of Joshua Sierran’s inner circle. When
youth took over the pack with Cameron as Alpha, Maude elected to step down and
enjoy her golden years. Her idea of
retirement; working at the diner, keeping her finger on the pulse of everyone’s
business. At least Cameron had been able to convince her to reside on pack
lands. Her small cabin, perfect for her needs with an open door policy,
inviting the young to always seek her wisdom, including him.
“Maude, we were running the ridge and I saw
someone occupying the log cabin farthest from town, but closest to our lands.
Any idea who the man is?” Leaning forward, Cameron didn’t want to appear too
eager, but he needed some information on the man.
Deep in thought, Maude stroked the side of
her face before speaking. “The blond from Philadelphia, about five-feet-six
inches with a slight limp?” Already Cameron knew more in that one sentence than
anticipated.
“Yes, that’s him,” Cameron answered her.
“You say he’s from Philadelphia? Do you know what’s up with him? Please, it’s
important.” Cam didn’t want to whine, but by the smirk on Jay’s face, he knew
he’d done so.
“Well,” Maude began, “I heard he’s a cop of
some sort. FBI, I think. Got hurt on duty and is recuperating. Why? He do
something wrong? Should the pack be worried?” She crinkled her forehead in
thought.
“No. No.” Cameron put his hands in front of
his body in surrender. “He didn’t do anything wrong. I just want to know about
him and why he’s here. I’m going to talk to him this morning, but wanted all my
ducks in a row.”
Cameron contemplated how much information
he should disclose. He inwardly chuckled, the elder had loose lips.
“Maude, if your Alpha gave you a directive,
you’d follow it, right?”
Tilting her head to expose her neck, she
replied, “Yes, Alpha.”
“I think the man is my mate. No, I know he
is, but I don’t think he knows he’s wolf.” He waited for Maude to absorb what
he’d said. “He’s the Omega to my Alpha.”
Cameron looked to Jay for support, the man
nodded his head, before he continued.
“My wolf sniffed him out. I watched from
the tree line, but when he spotted me, he took off toward the cabin like his
ass was on fire. If the man knew about wolves, shifters, he shouldn’t have been
spooked so much.” At least in Cam’s mind it made sense.
“Have you talked to your parents about
this?” Maude leaned in and whispered.
“Yes, ma’am, I did. Dad and Mom think the
same thing. My mate doesn’t know he’s wolf.”
“Do you want me to try and sniff around a
little bit more.” Maude chuckled at her pun. “I know he walks the trails,
because he’s come in and ordered sandwiches for takeout and he has a back pack
with him. Charlie said he bought all the fixings to make trail mixes as well.”
Cameron contemplated his choices. Try to
catch the man when he came into town and introduce himself or walk the trails,
picking up his scent and introduce himself. Stalkerish,
maybe? Either way, he didn’t want to scare his mate.
Shifting in the cracked, red faux-leather
seat, Jay looked out the large window and said, “Well, it looks like you won’t
have to wait, Cam. Your mate’s about to walk into the diner.”
The bell jingled over the door, and the man
in question entered the establishment, limped past them, and sat at a vacant
stool at the counter. “Maude. Jay. This is my lucky day. I believe I’ll go
introduce myself as the welcoming committee.”
Excerpt
2 (R)
Before Trevor could respond to his
declaration, Cameron pressed his lips to Trevor’s. Tasting the man’s essence,
he licked his lips with his tongue until a slight moan emanated from Trevor,
giving Cameron the in he needed.
Quickly, he invaded the warmth of his
mate’s mouth with his tongue, swiping the small appendage over his teeth, gums,
almost touching the man’s tonsils. He grasped Trevor’s hair, his fingers
tangled in the spiky locks, and tilted his head, ravishing his mouth, only
relenting when the need for air made it necessary. He placed slow, deliberate
kisses along Trevor’s collarbone. Swiping short licks, he made his way down his
chest and licked a taut nipple. He suckled and bit until Trevor writhed beneath
him, forcing Cameron to take more as Trevor lifted off the grass bed, driving
his tits farther into Cameron’s mouth. Cameron continued to suck while playing
with the other nipple, tugging it to a peak. Thoroughly done with one side,
Cameron gave the other nipple its just due.
“Oh fuck, Cameron, feels so good. I can’t
believe I’m doing this. I feel like I’m on fire.” Cameron knew this would be
the mating heat already beginning to manifest and riding Trevor hard. He’d have
to explain things to his mate. Soon. But first he needed more of the man’s
essence.
Making his way down Trevor’s torso to the
bulge stretching the front of his khakis. “Shush, I’ll take care of you,”
Cameron whispered against Trevor’s bellybutton.
Cameron slid his larger frame between
Trevor’s splayed legs and undid the button, parting the fly of the pants. A parting of the Red Sea, Cameron
thought. The bulbous head of Trevor’s dick peeked out of the waistband of his
underwear, greeting Cameron, the tiny slit almost winking at him. Drops of pre-cum
pooled on the tip. Cameron leaned down and flicked his tongue at the tiny
droplets. Sweat and salt mixed with vanilla and cinnamon invaded Cameron’s
taste buds. Holy fuck! The first real
taste of his mate. The man he was destined to spend the rest of his life with
lay beneath him waiting to be ravished.
Cameron suckled the head, wrapping his lips
around the soft fleshy part of Trevor’s cock drawing it into his mouth, and
dipped his tongue into the slit, chasing the droppings.
“Please, Cameron. I need more. Take it out,
please. I’m burning here,” Trevor’s pleas fell to Cameron’s ears.
Cameron yanked the pants and underwear down,
fully exposing his mate’s privates. Quickly rearranging himself, Cameron
removed Trevor’s clothing. Smiling, he realized his mate had already shucked
his sneakers.
Trevor’s cock was a thing of beauty,
rivaling any Roman statue. The size of his frame certainly not proportionate to
the size of his dick. Long and thin, at least seven inches, a prominent vein
ran along the underside leading to the purple-colored head, leaking profusely.
“Trevor, there are so many things I want to
do to you right now, but the first time we have sex should be in a bed, not out
here.” Cameron stroked his mate’s cock, his palm slick with the droppings he offered.
“But know this,” Cameron continued. “I will have you out here in due time,
again and again in the nature we were meant to be in. But first…”
His voice trailing, Cameron swooped down to
engulf the feast set before him until the groomed pubes tickled his nose. Up
and down, he ran his mouth on Trevor’s cock, his hands on Trevor’s hips, sure
to leave his mark.
Trevor writhed under him, sweet moans burst
from his lips egging Cameron on. Cameron laved at his balls and took each one
into his mouth, rolling them and probing with his tongue. He slipped two
fingers into Trevor’s mouth, a silent plea to wet the digits. Cameron hoped his
mate knew what would soon transpire. Once his fingers were thoroughly wet with
Trevor’s saliva, Cameron brought them to the crease of Trevor’s ass crack and
glided them up and down stopping at the puckered hole. Releasing his balls,
Cameron licked at the wrinkled skin covering Trevor’s nether area, all the
while rubbing his fingers along the outer muscle, loosening him for an
invasion.
The muscle thoroughly softened, Cameron
pressed the tip of his finger into the channel as he once again took Trevor’s
dick into his mouth. He looked up at Trevor. His flushed skin, a beautiful
shade of pink, like the castings of the setting sun still illuminating the sky
before going to bed. If this was what it meant to be mated, bring it on.
Cameron was surely in heaven. Cameron smiled at Trevor and nodded his head, a
quiet permission to have Trevor move. Trevor got the message and began to fuck
Cameron’s face. His movements were ragged as Cameron continued to deep throat
his cock, his finger in his mate’s ass pumping as well.
Cameron continued to work Trevor’s cock and
ass, and then…Cameron swallowed, engulfing the beautiful piece of man flesh
down his throat. His finger found his mate’s prostate and pressed the nub.
Trevor’s dick swelled in his mouth and he came. Forced to stay in the same
position, Trevor yanked Cameron’s head down, lifting his hips, driving his dick
farther down Cam’s throat. Cameron couldn’t get enough of the man, swallowing
every drop he offered. He drew out his mate’s pleasure, suckling his dick and
massaging his ass.
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An avid reader and story teller, wife, mother and educator, Evelise is living her dream with her loving husband, dog, and three children who visit often. Fueled by desire for a strong cup of coffee and a passion for literature, Evelise can be found reading her favorite books on her e-reader or in front of her lap top spinning her next erotic M/M tale.
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