He easily brushed it aside and concentrated on barrelling into Logan as he tried to slip past him. They rolled over and over in the sand, with playful snaps of teeth, before getting up and doing it all over again.
It seemed to go on for hours.
THE SUN WAS rising by the time Logan collapsed onto the sand and changed back into human form.
Cole came to a stop beside him, watching him stretch, tongue lolling out of his mouth as he panted.
Naked and glorious, Logan tilted his face up towards the sky, smiling softly. He was beautiful. And for these few stolen moments, he was all Cole’s.
Catching him staring, Logan laughed before patting the sand beside him. “Change back,” he murmured.
Cole hesitated, the thought of all that pain not very appealing.
Getting to his knees, Logan reached out to stroke a hand through Cole’s thick fur, and he leaned into it. “It’ll only hurt for a moment.” Cole snorted, and Logan grinned at him, eyes dancing with amusement. “What if I promise to kiss it better?” When he sat back down, he shot Cole such a heated look, Cole was shifting back before he realised.
The pain was just as intense as before, and Cole stumbled a little before regaining his balance. “Fuck me, you never told me it would be that bad.”
Logan looked up at him, squinting slightly at the sun. “If I had, you might not have been relaxed enough to shift. The first time can be difficult to achieve.” His gaze dropped to Cole’s chest, and then lower. Lingering there.
He licked his lips and Cole’s body reacted instantly.
Warmth pooled in his belly, desire taking hold so fast his breath caught. His cock thickened, firming up against the top of his thigh, and he reached down to give himself a leisurely stroke. “You said you’d kiss it better.”
Logan smirked as he watched Cole’s hand move slowly up and down his length. “I did.” He stood, shook the sand off him, and moved to stand in front of Cole, close enough that his stomach brushed the back of Cole’s fingers. “Where does it hurt?”
Cole bit his lip. “Everywhere.”
Logan’s laughter was immediate and infectious, and Cole was grinning like an idiot as he tried to kiss him.
“Come on.” Logan grabbed his hand and tugged him towards the sea.
Cole shook his head but let Logan lead him across the sand towards the water. The waves had died down to nearly nothing, the sea a flat surface shimmering under the rising sun. Cole had to admit it looked inviting. “It’ll be freezing.”
“You won’t feel the cold as much now, trust me.”
Logan walked backwards into the water and Cole followed.
While it wasn’t exactly warm, it wasn’t the arctic temperatures that he’d been expecting. They waded out until the water skirted the tops of Cole’s thighs, lapping gently against his arsecheeks, then Logan stopped and turned to face him before dropping to his knees in the water.
“Oh fuck.” Cole gasped as Logan took him into his mouth, the wet heat a sharp contrast to the chill of the water. He glanced down, wanting to see, and Logan’s blue eyes met him, dark and hungry. The wildness in them stirring something deep inside him.
Was it his wolf? Was that the longing feeling tightening his chest as he gazed down at Logan? Cole couldn’t be sure, but whatever it was, he wanted more of it.
He slipped his hands into Logan’s hair, wet fingers curling around the dark strands as he held on tight. It felt amazing, Logan’s tongue sliding along the length of his cock time and again as he sucked him deep, and Cole groaned low and rough.
He moaned again as one of Logan’s hands disappear under the water. The thought of Logan touching himself as he blew Cole sending a shiver down his spine.
But as awesome as this was, he wanted to look into Logan’s eyes when they came, wanted to hear the sounds he made, like he was hearing Cole’s.
With only a little reluctance, he gently urged Logan to stand. “That’s better,” he whispered when their gazes met. “If this is the only time we get to do this, I want to see your face, kiss you...”
Cupping Cole’s jaw, Logan stroked the pads of his thumbs over Cole’s cheekbones, eyes boring into Cole’s with such intensity Cole’s breath caught. “I wish things were different, I wish we had more time.”
“Me too.” Cole wanted nothing more than to stay in this moment forever. Maybe it was too soon, they’d only known each other a few weeks, but out here in the beautiful Cornish sea, under a perfectly pale-blue sky, Cole felt the truth bone-deep. “I love you,” he whispered, the words tripping off his tongue as easy as breathing.
A myriad of emotions flashed in Logan’s eyes: longing, pain, regret... but overpowering all that, Cole saw his words reflected back at him. “I love you too.” Then Logan kissed him, drawing their bodies together until they were flush from chest to thigh. Logan’s cock pressed into his belly, hard and insistent, and Cole reached down between them, taking them both in hand.
Logan moaned, the sound laced with the barest hint of a growl. Cole wanted more, wanted to hear him lose control completely. He leaned in, nipping Logan’s bottom lip as Logan thrust into his fist.
