“Then what were you referring to?”
Finn continued to stroke his thumb over Jaime’s knuckles. “Silas’s family used to be a part of the Salt Creek pack. His family fled in the dead of night when he was just a boy because the alpha threatened to kill him. That’s when he started going to the same school that I did in Monroe.”
“The alpha threatened to kill a child? Why?” Jaime couldn’t mask the disgust in his voice.
Finn shook his head. “I don’t know. Silas has never told me the reasons they fled, just that it had something to do with him and an ultimatum the alpha made. I’m not even sure he knows the full story, his parents were always very tight-lipped about it. They said it was for his safety.”
Finn shifted, their knees bumping as the mattress bounced them against each other. “We left for the military right out of high school and moved to Silver Rapids when we got out. The people there, paranormals, don’t like the Salt Creek pack. Their violent and old-school reputation draws too much attention, and paranormals move to Silver Rapids to get away, not to have the police showing up on their doorstep every other week. But that means we’ve never really had to interact with them until now.”
Jaime cocked his head. “Old-school?”
Finn waved a hand. “Traditional pack way of living. It’s very hierarchical, they all live together in compounds and what the alpha says is law and all that. If an investigative reporter discovered their home den without the paranormal context, I’msure they would think it was some ultra-conservative cult or something.”
Jaime shuddered, flipping Finn’s hand to trace patterns along his palm. “So that’s why you were the one to stay with me in the beginning, and not Silas—because he didn’t want to be on Salt Creek’s radar.”
Finn closed his hand around Jaime’s. “It’s the reason we all agreed for it to be that way, yes. But it was not my first reason, Jaime. I told you, I couldn’t stay away after I heard about the leak. I was planning to find you on my own, before I found out about the contract. My being here was inevitable—I just had the lucky excuse of your brother hiring us to make it official.”
He squeezed Jaime’s hand again. “And if you had told me that you didn’t want to see me, that you didn’t want me in your life…”
Finn looked up, eyes nearly feral with intensity. “I would have stayed in the woods outside of your house in my wolf form every single night until I knew that you were safe again.”
Jaime blinked, mouth slightly open. Finn’s eyes were piercing, almost challenging him to look away, to turn away from him. “Does that scare you? Was that too much?”
Determined to rise to that challenge in Finn’s eyes, Jaime just shook his head and tugged on the hand in his until Finn was leaning over him, one hand supporting his weight at Jaime’s hip.
This close, Jaime’s gaze darted back and forth between Finn’s. “I asked you before. Will you show me your shift, again? The one from earlier?”
Finn exhaled hard and broke eye contact, as if surprised that Jaime did not shrink away from him. “It’s late, and you’ve had a very long day. We should get some sleep and we can talk about the rest in the morning, yeah?”
Jaime looked down, but nodded. He was disappointed that Finn had dodged his question a second time, but he was right.It was late, and it wouldn’t do to have any more serious conversations until they’d both had a good night’s rest.
“Um, so I’ll just go to the guest—oof.”
Suddenly finding himself flat on his back and staring up at Finn looming over him, goosebumps shot up his arms as Finn spoke. “You will not sleep in a bed that smells like another man, Jaime.”
Wide-eyed, Jaime nodded, but knew the second Finn felt the evidence of what that goddamn tone did to him, his already chubbed-up cock hardening and tenting his threadbare sweatpants.
A predatory gleam flashed in Finn’s eyes, and he shot him a wolfish grin as he pressed his own hardening erection down against Jaime’s. “Nngh. Finn, if you keep doing th-that, I'll have to go to the guest room just to get some sleep.”
Finn growled, and began rocking as he pressed, the pressure of his cock grinding into Jaime’s and making him go hazy and loose. “You’ll sleep here with me tonight.”
Jaime’s dick throbbed at his words, the glans catching on the fabric of his pants, tacky with precum. “Fuck!”
Finn chuckled, and the bass note rumbled low in his belly. “Do you like it when I tell you what to do, Jaime?”
He whined, but the fog of lust and desire made it easy to tell the truth. “Yes.”
Finn chuckled again, and began nipping his canines along Jaime’s neck and exposed collar bone. “I thought so, baby. I knew it wasn’t just those filthy romances you read that had you smelling like dessert all day. Like a goddamn four course meal, Jaime.Fuck. Do you have any idea how hard it was to resist you? Hmm?”
Instead of letting him answer, Finn pulled back from his nips and licks along his jawline and propped himself up on his forearms by Jaime’s head. He widened his knees, caging Jaimein and giving himself more leverage to press his hips down even more insistently, making Jaime cry out.
Finn continued like that, steadily rocking and grinding into him. “If just the scent of you was enough to drive me wild, I bet your taste will ruin me. Should we find out, Jaime? Would you like it if I use my mouth on you? If I suck you?”
By now the shirt Jaime was wearing had ridden halfway up his stomach, and Finn moved a hand to palm at his soft belly while staring at his stiff cock tenting his pants like it was indeed a delicacy. If what they had done earlier downstairs had been intense, Jaime thought that having Finn’s mouth around him would shake him to his core.
And fuck, his imagination of Finn using that commanding tone on him was nothing compared to the real thing. So he let himself slip further into that hazy place of pleasure, reveling in the press and grind of Finn’s body atop his. “Yes. Yes. Please, Finn. I want that.”
Finn growled in answer, yanking both of their shirts off, and slid down the length of Jaime’s body, kissing and nipping and sucking and licking as he went. He stopped and teased his tongue over one of Jaime’s nipples, and then the other, andthatwas certainly something they were going to investigate more later. But Finn seemed just as impatient as Jaime was, so he quickly continued his downward slide until he was propped between Jaime’s thighs.
