“Did you hear me say that you can’t?” Duncan snapped. “But things could go south really bad and I don’t want you hurt.”
“So it’s okay for you to jump head-on into danger, but not me?” Jordan asked standing up glaring down at Duncan.
“Are you even listening to yourself?” Duncan asked getting up.
“Of course I am!” Jordan yelled.
“Why must everything be a fucking argument with you? Can you for once just listen to me and not fight me on every damn thing?” Duncan argued back.
“Why can’t you just let me help you without arguing with me?”
“I don’t need your help, Jordan. This is pack business, nothing for you to concern yourself about.” Duncan immediately regretted the words before they left his mouth.
“I see,” was all Jordan said. He sighed and walked over to the door, his hand touched the handle. “Let me know exactly what pack business concerns me, so that I know exactly when to keep my mouth shut.”
Shit. “Jordan, wait.” Duncan stopped him. “I keep fucking this up.”
“Are you asking or telling me? Because you do have a way of putting your foot in your mouth,” Jordan said turning around.
“Both I guess.” Duncan sighed, taking a closer step to Jordan. “I didn’t mean it the way it came out.”
“How did you mean it, Duncan?”
“Of course, I need your help. Until you came into my life a couple months ago, I hadn’t realized just how much I needed you.”
“I’m not trying to be a burden or push you into agreeing with me to make me feel better,” Jordan told him.
“I know.” Duncan nodded. “Look, let me talk with Ryland and the others, see what we can work out.”
“So are you going to let me help?” Jordan looked up at him with a hopeful look on his face.
“Yeah, but you have to do everything I say. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“Okay,” Jordan said eagerly.
“Come here,” Duncan said, pulling Jordan into his arms. “It’s going to get harder for me to say no to you, isn’t it?”
Jordan wrapped his arms around Duncan’s neck and looked up at him. “All you have to do is say yes the first time and things will be so much easier for you.”
“Is that so?” Duncan whispered, lowering his head and connecting their lips, not giving Jordan a chance to answer. Duncan slid his hands down and groped Jordan’s butt, pushing their hips close together. He could smell Jordan’s arousal as he realized they hadn’t made love since their first night of their mating. He slowly separated their lips and kissed his way down to Jordan’s neck. “Are the kids in bed?”
“Yes.” Jordan hissed when Duncan bit down and started sucking on his neck. He backed them up until Jordan’s back hit the closed door.
“So it’s just old folks up then?”
“Hey, I’m not old.” Jordan tried to argue, but it came out in a moan when Duncan scraped his canines against the mark he just sucked on.
“I think I found the perfect way to make you agree with me,” Duncan whispered against his neck.
Jordan didn’t answer, it seemed his mind was on something else as he wrapped one of his legs around Duncan and started rubbing against him, building up friction. Duncan heard the low rumble coming from his chest. He trailed his hand down and reached inside Jordan’s sweatpants and started jerking his erection slowly. Jordan started moving his hips in tandem with his hand movements. Duncan raised his head to watch Jordan’s beautiful face that was filled with unbridled arousal. He was filled with pride as he watched Jordan bite down on his bottom lip as he tried not to lose control.
“Let it go, let me hear you, baby,” Duncan whispered in his ear. He pinched the head of Jordan’s cock causing his body to visibly shake.
Duncan noticed that each time he applied a bit of pain in their lovemaking it turned Jordan on more. It excited him more than he thought it would. He applied a little more pressure on Jordan’s leaking erection as he bit down on his neck. Jordan buried his face in Duncan’s neck and screamed as he came. Jordan’s breath felt hot in his neck and Duncan couldn’t help the groan that came from him. Before he could say anything, Jordan pushed him back a bit and went to his knees.
He unbuckled Duncan’s pants and pulled them, along with his underwear, down his hips. His erection popped out and hit Jordan in his face. He was about to apologize but he couldn’t form the words when Jordan licked the head of his cock and moaned. His cock was sucked in between Jordan’s hot, wet lips. His knees buckled, and he had to brace his hands on the door to stop from falling over.
Jordan slowly sucked his cock inch by inch until the whole thing was in his mouth and touching the back of his throat. “Fucking hell,” Duncan moaned, reaching down with one of his hands and grabbed the back of his head. Jordan pulled back slowly smearing the head of Duncan’s cock on his lips, jerking the shaft at the same time. It was driving Duncan crazy. He was already on the verge of coming just from watching Jordan’s climax. Duncan looked down and was mesmerized watching Jordan’s head bob back and forth as he took his cock. The fingers on the back of Jordan’s head tightened, and he was sure Jordan would have a headache once the arousal high went down. Jordan reached up and fondled Duncan’s balls, squeezing and pulling on them, drawing out sounds from him he never knew he could make.
