Michael sighed in pleasure as the hot water washed over him. And they might only have a short amount of time, but Isaac was determined to make the most of it. Reaching for his shower gel, he then squirted some into his hand and started to wash Michael’s chest and arms.
Each sweep of his fingers over Michael’s skin soothed his wolf. Like peeling a layer off whatever issues still existed between them. Michael moaned, head falling back as Isaac trailed soapy fingers lower and lower.
When he wrapped a hand around Michael’s cock, Michael grinned, eyes still closed. “I think that part is especially dirty.”
Isaac laughed. “Better give it a good clean then.” He reached for more shower gel. Working up a good lather before taking Michael in hand again, Isaac alternated between stroking his cock and playing with his balls. Each moan and gasp lit him up inside until he couldn’t bear it any longer and pulled Michael against him.
“Need to feel you.”
Michael opened his eyes and looked at him,reallylooked. Seeing everything Isaac had tried to keep hidden until he felt stripped bare. “I need you too.”
Isaac whimpered, those four words so close to what he’d waited five years to hear again. “Touch me,” he breathed, crying out when Michael’s hand slid between them, stroking Isaac’s length in hard, fast strokes that had him arching his back, orgasm rushing through him like a freight train.
“Fuck.” He gritted his teeth as pleasure surged through him, tightening his balls as he grabbed onto Michael’s shoulders, painting his belly with his release. Before the water could wash it away, he pushed Michael against the far wall, away from the spray.
Michael watched him with a curious gaze as Isaac ran his fingers through the mess he’d left, smearing into Michael’s skin. His scent wouldn’t linger for long, not like if they were bonded, but it’d be there when they left the shower.
There every time he got close enough to smell it while they planned their attack.
It was enough for now.
“My turn,” Michael growled when Isaac stepped back to admire his handiwork.
Switching positions, Michael put one hand on the wall, wrapped the other round his cock, and kissed Isaac while he got himself off.
“So close,” he whispered, head dropping back, exposing his neck.
Isaac leant forward, taking the invitation for what it was. Pressing himself against Michael, he bit down hard at the base of his throat. Not a mating bite, but so very close it made his cock stir. As his teeth broke the skin, Michael cried out, his body going rigid as he came, emptying himself over Isaac’s stomach and chest.
Isaac licked over the mark he’d left, a thrill running through him as he pulled back to admire it. It’d be gone by the time they went downstairs, but for now Isaac enjoyed the possessiveness it brought out in him.
Mine, his wolf preened, and Isaac kissed the mark once more before laughing as Michael played with the come coating Isaac’s belly.
“Payback,” Michael huffed, making sure it was all rubbed in before wrapping his arms around Isaac and pulling him close. “I think our time’s probably up.”
As much as Isaac didn’t ever want to move from the comfort of Michael’s embrace, he was right. “I know.”
They washed quickly and efficiently, then dried off in record time before getting dressed and heading downstairs.
Surprisingly, they were the first to arrive in the kitchen, so Isaac filled the kettle and set it to boil. They were going to need all the coffee and tea to get through the next few hours.
Michael came to stand beside him. “You told Logan you’d find out about his parents.”
“Fuck, I did.” Goddess, he’d forgotten all about that as soon as he’d taken Michael upstairs. “Here.” He pulled out two phones from a coat hanging off the back of a kitchen chair and handed Michael’s to him. “You might as well have yours back now.”
Michael took it and scrolled through to his saved numbers. “I’ll call Marie. You try Andrew.”
It was the logical place to start. They wouldn’t have their CEG phones on them at all times, so if they didn’t answer, it wasn’t conclusive evidence that something was wrong. But it wasn’t good either.
Isaac nodded and made the call.
It rang.
And rang.
And rang.
He looked up, meeting Michael’s gaze, and when Michael shook his head and ended the call, his heart sank.
