He was rinsing his hair when he heard the sound of the shower curtain being opened. With his eyes closed to prevent shampoo from getting in them, he said, “You do realize coming in here with me is playing with fire.” Draven felt Wyatt’s presence at his back.
“You in the shower is just too hard to resist,” Wyatt said as he wrapped his arms around Draven’s waist. He reached lower and grasped Draven’s cock. “And especially when I had a feeling you’d be in this condition.”
Draven groaned as Wyatt pumped his shaft. He couldn’t stop himself from pushing himself tighter into the other man’s hand. After all the erotic dreams he’d had of his would-be mate, he was horny as hell. Letting Wyatt make him come would only increase the mating urge even more, but Draven was past caring. He wanted it. He needed it.
He pulled Wyatt’s hand off him and turned in his direction. “I guess both of us want to play with fire this morning.”
Draven brought their mouths together in an intense kiss. The warm spray of the shower beat on his back as he pressed his front against Wyatt. The scent and feel of his would-be mate in his arms increased his libido. And it showed how much Draven had missed being with Wyatt, even though he had only been the short distance down the hall the entire night.
He backed Wyatt to the end of the tub until the other man’s back hit the tiles. Draven angled his head to get a tighter fit of their lips as he stroked Wyatt’s tongue with his, savoring the taste of him. Wyatt must have made use of the spare toothbrush and paste in the guestroom’s en suite, since he tasted like mint.
Draven left Wyatt’s mouth and placed kisses along his jaw. He pushed his hips forward until his cock pressed up against his would-be mate’s. They both moaned in response. Draven ground along him, loving the friction it caused.
“Fuck, Draven,” Wyatt said with a low groan. “You make me want to come so bad.”
“Then I shouldn’t make you wait.”
Draven took hold of Wyatt and spun him around so he faced the wall that had been at his back. He then got the other man to place his hands flat against it. He ran his own down Wyatt’s body, tracing and learning every inch as he went. Draven stopped his downward progress when he reached Wyatt’s ass. It was muscled and taut. He cupped each globe in his hands, squeezing. Wyatt moaned and pushed back.
“You’re driving me crazy, Draven.”
“But in a good way, right?”
“God, yes.”
He reached around for Wyatt’s hard cock at the same time he stroked a finger down his crack. Draven pumped his fist up and down the other man’s entire length, catching the pre-cum that leaked from the tip, using it as lubricant. He delved deeper between Wyatt’s ass cheeks and ran a fingertip around his hole. His would-be mate pushed back as he panted. Draven sank a digit inside Wyatt’s anus, slowly working his way deeper. He slid it in and out, matching his strokes on Wyatt’s cock, before he inserted a second finger to join the first.
As he finger-fucked the other man’s ass, Draven said huskily, “This is where I want my cock, deep inside you. Only when I do, you’ll be on your hands and knees and I’ll take you from behind.” He hit Wyatt’s prostate. “I’ll make it so you’ll want no other cock but mine.”
Wyatt cried out as his climaxed, his cum shooting out of his shaft, hitting the tiled wall as his ass spasmed around Draven’s fingers. Once the tremors subsided, he pulled out and ground his aching shaft against Wyatt’s butt, pumping his hips until he bellowed with his own release. His seed shot out along Wyatt’s lower back and Draven’s stomach when he leaned into the other man, wrapping his arms around his would-be mate’s waist.
Once he’d caught his breath and he was sure his eyes no longer glowed, Draven turned Wyatt and gave him a languid kiss. After he lifted his head, he said, “We both need a shower now.”
Wyatt smiled. “Not that I’ll complain about why I need one.” He glanced down at Draven’s still hard cock. “Are you sure you’re finished, though?”
“Don’t worry about it. It will eventually go down. Maybe. Being around you just makes me horny all the time.”
Wyatt nipped Draven’s chin. “You do realize I’ll want to see how many times you can come before you finally lose your erection?”
“I don’t think I’ll mind that. But I have a feeling I’ll tire you out first before that happens.”
“Hmm, a challenge. I do love those. Once we get the condoms and lube, you better watch out. I might not let you out of the bed for the rest of the day.”
Draven spun them around so Wyatt ended up under the spray of water. “In that case, we’d better hurry up and hit the store. And since I really don’t have anything much to eat around here, we can go out for breakfast first.”
Wyatt tipped back his head and wet his hair. “Now that I can go for. I’m starved. Too bad we didn’t catch any fish we could eat last evening. Oh, and on the return trip, we should stop by the cottage so I can pack my things and get my car.”
“Good idea.” Draven grabbed the shampoo bottle and squeezed some into his hand. He then washed Wyatt’s hair. “I’m glad you said you’ll stay here with me, Wyatt.”
The other man leaned in and kissed Draven. “I’m glad you invited me. I like the idea of having you all to myself.”
“I feel the same way.” He motioned for Wyatt to rinse his hair as he reached for the bottle of conditioner. “It will also give us a chance to get to know each other better. And once your holidays are over, we can work something so we can be together afterward.”
“You want to see me once I go back to Mississauga?”
Draven bent his head so he looked directly into Wyatt’s eyes. “Of course I do. You don’t think I invite just any man to stay here with me, do you?”
Wyatt gave him a sheepish smile and shrugged. “Well, to be honest, the thought did cross my mind. I’m sure you have men lining up at your door.”
He shook his head and put his hands on the top of Wyatt’s shoulders. “No, I don’t. Not that I would want it, anyway. I’m a private person and generally keep to myself. That’s part of the reason I like coming up here so much. I have no neighbors on either side of my property and I have the bush to explore.”
“So I guess it means something, since you did invite me to stay here?” Wyatt asked.
“Definitely. And I want to continue seeing you after you go home. I think you’re exactly what I’ve wanted in a partner.” When Wyatt didn’t say anything right away, Draven asked, “Did I say something wrong?”
“No, not at all. I’m hoping I don’t do anything to fuck this up.”
Draven chuckled. “You won’t have to worry about that. You’ll soon realize it.” He grabbed the bar of soap. “Let’s get the shower over with so we can get something to eat.”
“And get back here so we can indulge in our other cravings.”
Draven had a feeling he’d be telling Wyatt about his being a werewolf sooner, rather than later. He didn’t think he’d be able to hold off his would-be mate much longer. He’d just have to make sure they took their time in town and returned later in the day to the lake house.
Wyatt let out a low whistle when he got his first look at Draven’s luxury sedan. The shiny, dark-gray paint job sparkled in the bright sun. A quick glance inside showed it had black leather seats.
“Now this is what I call a ride,” Wyatt said as he looked over his shoulder at Draven. “You’re going to laugh at my piece-of-shit car when you see it.”
“No, I won’t,” Draven said. “I might be rich, but I’m not a snob.” He cupped the back of Wyatt’s head and gave him a quick, hard kiss. “I want you for who you are.” He smiled. “And your hard body as well.”