“Do you have work to do in Green Field today or can we meet with some folks in Purple Sky? The plans for the joint packs schools are done, and I need to talk to the construction crew lead about when we’ll break ground.” The new schools would be built on either side of the river with the lower grades in Purple Sky and the upper ones in Green Field. Shifters from both packs would attend and learn together.
Keith looked at him fondly, his eyes sparkling. “You do realize that I can go to Green Field on my own, right? You don’t need to go with me everywhere all the time.”
“But then who’ll be there to protect you?” Brian joked. “What kind of Alpha would I be if I didn’t shield my mate from danger?”
“Good point.” Keith nodded, his expression serious but his eyes still gleaming with mirth. “I could get very hurt chatting with people and going on runs through the land.”
A year into their relationship, Keith was still a tornado of chaotic energy. His sarcastic humor and hands-off leadership style hid his intense energy and sharp mind. He was raw and volatile, but he was also brilliant and caring. And he was by far the most powerful wolf Brian had ever seen. That power was the only reason the Green Field pack had survived. Keith’s connection to Mother Nature was palpable and he’d used it to flush the stifling air of sickness from that pack and rid it of the shadow cast by Rupert Jackson. Keith continued to commune with her on that land to strengthen the connection that had been withered by years of neglect.
“Since we’re going to embark on a very dangerous mission today to talk with our pack members and run in our wolf forms, we should have sex now,” Keith said.
“Umm. I’m not following the connection between those two things.”
“Shhh.” Keith pressed a finger against Brian’s lips. “Less talking and more fucking.”
“Oh, is that what we’re doing?” Brian slid between Keith’s legs and pulled him down until he was lying on his back. “I thought we were going to have breakfast.”
“Bacon and eggs really get you going, huh?” Keith stared meaningfully at Brian’s erection.
“How do you know what I cooked?”
“I can smell it.”
Of course he could. Brian dipped down and peppered kisses across Keith’s shoulder, down his chest, and over to his nipple, which he sucked into his mouth.
“Fuck, that’s good.” Keith clutched Brian’s head and held him close as he arched his back.
He responded instinctively, increasing the pressure. When Keith’s soft moans transitioned to gasps and his legs trembled, Brian moved to the other nipple. “Good?” he asked.
“Uh-huh. Want you.” He tilted his head back and closed his eyes. “Fuck me.”
He kissed Keith’s ear and said, “Turn over.”
Without hesitation, Keith flipped onto his stomach and then tucked and spread his knees wide.
“Damn,” Brian breathed out as arousal shot through him, sharp and intense. His heart was pounding and he was struggling to catch his breath. “How do you do this to me every time?” He ran a dry finger down Keith’s cleft and then kissed his lower back and reached for the nightstand where they kept the lube. He slicked himself and then, one palm flat on Keith’s back, he drizzled the lube into his cleft, set the bottle aside, and rubbed his finger over his pucker, softening it before pressing inside.
“Yes,” Keith moaned. He pushed his ass back and up. “Come on.”
He pressed his cock against Keith and pushed forward.
Keith sighed in relief and welcomed him inside.
Once they were full connected, Brian lowered himself, and with one arm supporting his weight, he circled the other around Keith’s waist and pressed his chest to Keith’s back. “You feel so good,” he said into Keith’s ear and then gnawed on his shoulder.
“Mmm. So do you.” Keith rocked his hips forward and then back, giving them friction.
“Fuck,” Brian groaned. He pulled back and then pushed in again. “This what you want?”
“Uh huh.” Keith met his every motion. Another thrust out and in. “Fuck yes.”
He pulled and pushed in and out of that tight channel while Keith rocked forward and back. They moved in concert, moanedin harmony, and Brian reveled in their perfect symmetry and connection.
“Are you close?” Brian asked, hoping the answer was yes because he was nearing the point of no return.
“Uh huh.” Keith turned his head and met Brian’s gaze over his shoulder. “Kiss me.”
He moved his face forward and joined Keith’s mouth for a messy kiss at the same time he took hold of his cock and stroked.
