“I’ll always have you.” He heard the awe in Chi’s voice when he said it. Then he repeated it again, “I’ll always have you.” And Alfie knew that one was a vow, and Chi meant every word.
Malachi turned so Alfie’s back was against the wall. Alfie couldn’t help releasing a groan at the position. There was something so hot about the fact that Malachi could support his weight so easily.
Rupert could never.
Alfie pushed the thought of Rupert out of his mind. That man hadnoplace in what was about to happen.
Alfie was already breathless, and his cock needed to be released from his shorts. Malachi took his lips in a demanding kiss while lifting his t-shirt with one hand to get more contact with skin.
Chi used his nail to brush over Alfie’s nipple, and Alfie couldn’t stop the groan that escaped.
Malachi pulled back to look him in the eye, and Alfie’s breath caught when he saw the primal glint there—no one had ever looked at him with such need.
“Mine.” Malachi’s voice came out deep and growly. It rushed through his body pushing his arousal higher, if that was even possible. It was like petrol on an open flame.
Alfie was practically rutting against his waist when Malachi finally moved them to the bed and put Alfie down. Chi held his gaze as he lifted Alfie’s shirt, and Alfie raised both arms for him, then, once it was off, it was tossed aside.
Malachi took his own shirt off next and threw it, not caring where his Polo Ralph Lauren purple lapel t-shirt landed.
Alfie knew in that moment what it felt like to be prey when he realised Chi's wolf was close to the surface, and both man and wolf wanted him.
It was a heady feeling being the focus of such… need.
Alfie couldn’t help taking in his mate’s body—from his muscles that were just right, the trim waist—until his eyes finally landed on his prize… and what a prize it was.
His hole quivered just thinking about Malachi’s cock inside him, and Alfie let out a moan.
Alfie took a seat on the bed. It was the perfect height for what he was about to do next. His hands shot out, and undid the button to Malachi’s chino shorts and carefully pulled the zipper down.
Alfie felt Malachi’s eyes on him with every move as he pushed the chinos down. Malachi moved back to give him room and then stepped out of his shorts, until he was face to face with his present… well, almost.
So far Malachi was the best thing he’d ever unwrapped.
“Briefs too?” Alfie looked up at Chi. All he got was a nod. Alfie couldn’t help it, though. He sucked the wet spot on Malachi’s boxer briefs and watched as the blue in his eyes completely disappeared, right before he let out a curse.
He licked his lips as he pushed down Chi’s briefs that could barely contain his hard cock.
“Fuck, love.” Malachi groaned. He looked like he was five seconds away from tossing him into bed and having his way with him.
And that was exactly what he wanted. Alfie wanted Malachi to let go. He wanted all of him. No kid gloves.
He held Chi’s gaze as Alfie swirled his tongue over the tip of his cock, licking the precum that was coming out.
“Alfie.” There was a warning note in Malachi’s voice that made him smile. Alfie put his little finger beside his tongue, getting spit all over it. He leaned back and held Chi’s gaze as he pushed the tip of his pinkie into the slit.
Malachi cursed and put his hands under Alfie’s armpit and moved him further up into the bed. He yanked Alfie’s shorts and briefs down in one go. Alfie was never more thankful that he’d chosen to wear the H&M shorts with elasticated drawstring waist.
Before Alfie could think of anything to say, Malachi’s lips closed over his cock and he screamed. Malachi bobbed up and down and swirled his tongue around the head, and Alfie came like a teenager getting his first blow job in the cinema bathroom.
“Fuck. Oh shit. Chi!” He panted. As the orgasm ripped through him, Malachi began tapping his hole, drawing his orgasm out.
When his cock stopped spurting, Alfie collapsed in bed spent.
Malachi looked up at him. “We’re just getting started, love.”
Alfie’s cock twitched back to life. He knew that he would be hard again in a few more minutes. He was never so glad for his age and recovery time.
Chi moved up to lie beside him. He opened the bedside drawer, probably grabbing the supplies they’d picked up the day before.
