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Modified Ch. 20 – Lunch , Dessert

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*Wednesday

A big thank you to @brokenbrumbygirl for taking a look and improving this latest chapter. I hope you enjoy.*

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Jack’s eyes cracked open a fraction as he awoke. He was snuggled in behind Angela, which he knew from the familiar shape and aroma of her body. Lifting his head, a tiny fraction he could just about make out the long black hair of Georgia, who was playing little spoon that morning. However, he really did not know who was snuggled behind him, so had an exploratory feel, and soon recognised the lithe athletic figure of Andi, who appeared to have sneaked into his bed last night.

She was sound asleep too, and as he wasn’t minded to disturb her, he quietly lay there and dozed for a while. He woke a little later to a low whisper in his ear, asking if he wanted to go do something about the “swelling”, a nice euphemism for his morning wood. Jack shifted his weight slightly and half turned his body to be met by a beaming smile from Andi. He nodded to her, quietly responding.

“Downstairs. Let’s leave this pair to their snuggles…”

“I’m perfectly comfortable darling, but if you want to go somewhere else and be noisy, then feel free. Jack, don’t you dare disappoint this woman.”

Angela’s breathy, half whispered exhortation to essentially go and fuck somewhere else was unexpected but didn’t need to be repeated. Andi wriggled off the bed, as Jack rolled to the far side. On his way out, he kissed Angela on her forehead, which brought a smile and a pleased murmur. He stepped out onto the landing, his cock fully awake, even if he wasn’t, and saw Andi trot down the stairs in anticipation of their coupling. Jack followed her outside as she made for the hot tub, and quickly turn it on.

“This is on my bucket list and surprisingly in Florida, still to be ticked off. I can’t think of anyone I’d like to take my hot tub virginity with more than you Jack. Oh, and don’t worry, I’ll thoroughly clean it after we’re done, Fiona gives me lectures on hot tub hygiene.”

That brought a broad smile to Jack’s face, partly because he enjoyed the image of Fiona lecturing Andi, but mostly because it demonstrated the level of care that they had for each other.

“Did she come home with you last night?”

Jack briefly realised the ridiculous nature of describing the villa as home, but as Andi didn’t bat an eyelid, he didn’t fuss it further.

“Yeah. We were introduced to your new friends, and I think she was getting cosy with Jane last night. I was sitting and chatting away and wondered where I should spend the evening and couldn’t think of anywhere better than cuddled up next to you.”

“You’re always welcome Andi, I’m pleased you didn’t think you needed an invitation, it was lovely to wake up with you beside me.”

They both smiled and exchanged a warm hug and a lengthy kiss. Jack motioned to the tub and they both sank into the bubbles and luxuriated in the sensations. He enjoyed seeing Andi’s small breasts ripple as she was buffeted by the stream of bubbles, and for a moment closed his eyes and enjoyed feeling her body beside him, thigh to thigh.

Andi then stood up, straddled his lap and settled down facing him. They kissed some more, while Jack had the peculiar sensation of a flow of bubbles hitting his balls while his cock was fully erect. Andi shifted herself and guided him inside her, where she started to very slowly and deliberately glide up and down. The unusual surroundings and odd sensations meant this was unlike any of their previous encounters, and Jack was happily taking his time and letting Andi dictate the pace.

She seemed to be wrapped up in a little world of her own, her eyes shut, and head tilted back as she sampled every touch and movement. Jack tried an exploratory lick and suck of each nipple, which seemed to be met with encouragement, at least if he understood Andi’s sex noises properly. So, he did some more, stroked his hands up and down her back, squeezing her bum.

Andy responded with a shudder and a squeeze of her pussy on his cock which elicited an unexpectedly loud moan of delight from him. That was the end of the overture, with the principle movement following a familiar tune, Andi and Jack now intuitively knowing what pleasured each other the most and doing their very best to make that happen. It got quite a bit louder and there were many more splashes as they reached their crescendo with Andi’s orgasm a few seconds before his own, and as he pulsed multiple times into her, he understood the reference to giving the hot tub that proper clean, as their combined fluids would be all over it by now.

“I don’t know how much longer you’re going to be here Jack, or how often I’m going to get alone time with you. It’s like every time I come back to the house there are more women here, and they all are sexy & pretty in their own ways…”

“I’ll always have time for you Andi. We’ll make the most of our time right now, but even after I return to the UK, I’m not planning on letting this be the last time we see each other. There will be holidays, and I’m pretty sure illegal bahis that Natalie has plans afoot for your professional development. Our paths will cross again, I’m certain of it.”

That brought smiles and a kiss, and they clambered out and rinsed off under the poolside shower and having Andi’s wet naked form beside him was doing nothing to dampen Jack’s enthusiasm for a second act, as evidenced by his burgeoning erection. Jack scooped her up and lay her down on one of the sun beds, and was soon gliding inside her, with Andi eagerly guiding him. They were soon fucking hard and fast in a way that was both familiar yet sizzling with excitement for both, with Andi’s athletic prowess making it the most physical of moments.

Jack was aware of the patio doors opening and shutting, and out if the corner of his eyes he saw a naked Fiona and Jane scamper past them and slip into the pool, however his focus from delivering pleasure for Andi and himself did not waiver, and despite the audience, they fucked each other for a few more glorious minutes until Andi thrust harder and faster as her orgasm hit, then collapsed back onto the sunbed. Jack withdrew, and half turned his head to see their two spectators at the edge of the pool, watching with complete fascination so Jack stroked his cock a few more times and Andi’s eyes lit up as Jack moaned while his cock pumped out yet more cum that morning, splashing over Andi’s stomach and tits.

Fiona slipped out of the pool, her body glistening as the water dripped from her skin, she kissed her lover then proceeded to lick her clean. Jane looked like she might be blushing but smiled and nodded as she closely watched Jack’s cock finally wilt. Fiona turned to take him in her mouth, licked and sucked him clean as though licking the spoon from a mixing bowl and enjoying a forbidden delight.

He lay down on the bed beside Andi as Fiona return to the pool and they watched as she and Jane powered up and down the 10m lengths in effortless fashion. He reached over and took Andi’s hand, and as the grey dawn light turned to blue skies the pair in the pool stopped at the shallower end and stood up, breathing a little more heavily but both looking magnificent.

Jane dropped back onto the water, and ducked underneath while grasping Fiona’s bum, and based on the blonde’s reaction appeared to be engaging in underwater cunnilingus.

“Wow. She can use her tongue and hold her breath at the same time…impressive. That just got added to Fi and I’s to do list.”

Jane surfaced coughing and spluttering suggesting that wasn’t as fun or easy as the original idea might have suggested, but Fiona held her, and they were soon making out and busily pleasuring each other, followed by Fiona being hoisted onto the poolside, parting her thighs and Jane resumed her attentions on Fiona’s pussy.

“You know I just adore watching Fi cum. It’s maybe why I try to make it happen so often, but watching her orgasm is one of life’s great pleasures. She assures me that no one makes her cum as good as I do. A girl needs to hear that sometimes, but I think Jane is doing a pretty nice job. Watch Fi’s head tilt back just about…now.”

Andi was almost absentmindedly playing with her clit as she provided a slow running commentary of her girlfriend’s path to orgasm, which duly happened. She was so complete relaxed by it all, as though she was casually describing a set of yoga poses that it almost passed by Jack that he was watching two rather gorgeous athletic women fuck while another gorgeous athletic woman masturbated beside him.

Andi came moments after Fiona did, and Jack realised that there was something indeed to be said to watch beautiful women orgasm, though after his exertions already this morning, he was content just to be an observer. Fiona and Jane stepped over beside Andi, towelling themselves dry as they did so. Andi whispered first to Fiona then Jane, and after making quick excuses the trio retreated into the house leaving Jack briefly alone outside.

He heard the patio doors open and turned to see Angela in her kimono carrying two large steaming mugs of coffee. Sitting them down on a table between them, she sat opposite him.

“I think that trio will be hanging out the ‘do not disturb sign’ for a while. Athletic people have enormous appetites it seems.”

They both chuckled at that, with Jack sliding a hand along Angela’s thigh in a moment of physical connection between them. They quietly chatted about their vague plans for the day, and Jack enjoyed the comfortable presence of his girlfriend, and feeling closer to her emotionally than he’d done with anyone in a long time.

Georgia stuck her head out and invited them in for a breakfast of bacon & eggs which she had apparently been busy working on. Jack saw and enjoyed the casual intimacy that she now had with Angela, the little touches, the leaning in to each other and the smouldering glances. Apparently last night wasn’t enough for them, so when Angela whispered in his ear that she was going upstairs to pound Georgia with her biggest casino siteleri strap on, Jack smiled and patted her bum, and returned to a fresh mug of coffee and his breakfast.

He was soon joined by a yawning Debbie, who even with bed head hair looked utterly adorable, though Jack was sure that her firm nipples poking through her tee shirt and shorts ensemble didn’t do any harm with that. Jack organised coffee and toast and shared a warm lengthy hug with his friend.

“So, it turns out I’m a science genius nerd type…with blonde hair to boot. I got a look at some of the data, and you’re a bit of pheromone fountain when you’re interested, and it gets reciprocated by the lady’s present. No surprise to me their Jack, so now we understand what happens.”

Jack took a long sip on his coffee.

“Yes, I got the headline news from Scarlett and Emily, but they still don’t understand why yet. Presumably we know the physiology of what generates pheromones, so I’m expecting more scans and such like. Is it something in my brain that’s triggering it?”

“Well 90% of arousal is mental, so I wonder if they might consider trying an MRI with you and give you some…interesting stuff to watch and listen to. See what’s firing inside that noggin of yours.”

Debbie giggled at that point, and Jack realised that she was teasing him but might also have a point. She then went on to relay in pretty graphic detail what happened in the control room and their observation room the previous day, and whilst Jack had an inkling as to what had gone on, he hadn’t appreciated just how out of hand it had gone.

“Emily seems particularly smitten with you Jack, and we know that you and Scarlett have already done the deed. I think they’ll have to put on extra air filters or face masks if they don’t want an orgasm at the tip of a hat the next time. Not that an orgy from time to time is a bad thing…”

Jack smiled and playfully slapped her bum, which Debbie pretended was a shock and protested her innocence. They might have gone further except that the rest of the house was surfacing and descending for breakfast, so Jack and Debbie had to put their ambitions on hold for now.

Jack and Angela headed out early that afternoon for a bit of recreational retail therapy and to get to spend some rare one to one time together. Jack had a rather uncomfortable visit with Angela in Victoria’s Secret, and whilst he was looking forward to seeing her wear her choices, he felt very much out of place as he waited for her to complete her lingerie and swimwear purchases.

Angela looked as though she knew he was not enjoying the wait in the store, but only teased him lightly. They stopped for coffee and finally talked about their impending lunch date. Jack told her what he knew about both women, and she seemed genuinely interested in meeting them, though he did wonder if that was part of her professional curiosity.

They arrived at their lunch venue and were seated, and didn’t have to wait long before Christine arrived, with Jack waving her over to their table. He stood while she was introduced to Angela, and the conversation was polite but genuine. Angela was wearing a short summer dress that stopped a bit above the knee but was otherwise very smart. Christine had opted for a blouse and skirt combo, with what might well be black stockings. The blouse was open a little and showed enough of her cleavage to hint at her wonderful breasts.

Soon after, Sinead arrived, and and whilst Angela offered her hand she breezed right in and gave her a warm hug, which seemed to relax things almost immediately. Sinead apologised for running late and amused them with a story about her dog not wanting to be left at her neighbours, so she had to play with him for a while until he settled enough to let her slip out.

Sinead eventually broke the ice with the conversation.

“Jack, you never told me Angela was this leggy hottie? It’s no wonder he was keen to go home to you. Ordinarily I’d say it was bad form to be talking about your girlfriend after spending an hour or so having se… I mean spending time with me, but I’ll forgive you.”

That brought a smile from Christine and a giggle from Angela and Jack, who found the sudden shyness rather endearing.

“Sinead we’re all grownups here. We know why Jack is here in Florida and that you were commissioned to see if you could get him aroused, so they could monitor the results. You did that rather well, as did you Christine, and I did tell our boy here to go fuck someone and make Scarlett happy, which by all accounts he did.”

Sinead seemed to visibly relax at that, and Christine sensing the openness being offered by Angela smiled too.

“Angela we both did our jobs and had a rather nice time doing it. You seem incredibly chilled about the whole experience which I’m not sure many people would be. Jack told me of your therapy background and I’d love to spend some time comparing notes on techniques and approaches.”

It seemed to Jack that one side of the table was busy engaged in a discussion poker siteleri that he didn’t feel like he was part of, so he happily let Christine and Angela natter away and instead enjoyed the company and conversation of Sinead, which he did as they enjoyed a leisurely lunch. After Jack had discretely picked up the check, he was briefly wondering where to go next with the conversation or indeed to finish and leave.

“Christine, Sinead, it has been lovely to meet you both. You ladies have helped with a tricky phase of the work that Jack is in Florida for, and I thank you for that. I know you both offered your number to Jack, and I totally get that. I wondered if you’d like to come back to the villa for… coffee?”

There was no mistaking Angela’s innuendo, but it took only a couple of seconds and an exchange of glances before both women eagerly agreed to join them. Jack gave them the address, and he was in the car and well on their way with Angela when he finally spoke up.

“Coffee? Seriously that’s your best pick up line?”

“It worked didn’t it? These are two gorgeous women Jack, I know for sure you’ll be very happy pleasuring both of them, and frankly so will I. You know I don’t plan to bring every woman you meet and fuck back with us, but this pair are pretty exceptional. Oh, and Emily, we need to have her come to the villa sometime and soon.”

Jack’s jaw nearly hit the floor, and he wondered what sort of sexual demon he had unleashed in Angela, but for now he had three beautiful women coming back with him and he wasn’t about to complain.

“You’re full of surprises Angela. I don’t know if it’s the sunshine or all the beautiful women around you, but for someone who only experimented at University, you seem to have found an appetite for sex with women, and a healthy one at that.”

“The therapist in me would tell you that an open expression of your sexuality is healthy for the mind, and when on holiday we all tend to relax and be a little bit less inhibited. On a practical level there’s only one cock in the house, and whilst it’s a great one, you can’t fuck us all at the same time. So, opening up about my bisexual nature is not only healthy it’s pragmatic.”

“I do my best, but you know that I’m yours, don’t you?”

“Of course I do, you silly sausage, but I love these women an awful lot too. What kind of friend would I be to Debbie or Laura if I told them you weren’t allowed to fuck them anymore. They’d accept it, and be brilliant about it, but this is an amazing and unique moment for all of us here with you. Let’s live the way we want to, not the way society dictates we should.”

Jack might have driven a little bit faster following that conversation, and they were soon back at the villa, though for once it seemed they had the place to themselves as everyone appeared to be out and about.

Angela actually went and started to make coffee, which had Jack smiling, and soon enough Christine then Sinead arrived and entered the house. Jack offered to give them the 50-cent tour, with Sinead particularly impressed with the pool and hot tub, and casually commenting about the privacy they had out back. Christine peeked over the top of her sunglasses at that and raised an eyebrow, but said nothing aloud, though there did seem to be unspoken messages being exchanged. They only showed the master bedroom and ensuite to respect the privacy of their housemates and were back down in the lounge while Angela played mum and dished out coffee and cookies.

“So Jack, I see 6 bedrooms and I think you mentioned at lunch the house was full. How many other people are staying with you just now?”

He paused while he pondered Christine’s question briefly.

“Eight in addition to us. We have my lawyer Natalie and her fiancé Julia, Debbie and Laura who tended to me during my treatment in the U.K. and who are wonderful friends now, and until Sunday we have Juliet, Ashleigh, Georgia and Jane who we met a few days ago and are here on a sunshine girly break. We invited them here instead of paying money to a hotel. Oh, and we have a couple more friends arriving later, Gemma and Felicity who work with one of the trans Atlantic airlines and are here for a few days.”

Sinead jaw dropped as he casually reeled off the list of women staying in the house. Christine continued the conversation.

“Goodness. Am I right in thinking you’ve had sex with all of them? Multiple times? Even your lawyer?”

Jack smiled as Angela giggled beside him.

“Well…yes I have. All of them. Multiple times. To be clear I’m under no illusion that this is anything other than extraordinary, but it’s where we all are and right now everyone is having a brilliant time.”

Angela took her cue effortlessly.

“I understand the scepticism Christine. How does one man have a relationship with so many different women and for it to not create tensions or jealousy? It just seems to work for us and I’ve made it my business to spend time with every one of them separately away from Jack, and no one, I mean not one person has expressed regret about being here or of being sexually expressive amongst each other. We’ve possibly helped some women understand their sexuality better than before, but there are no arguments or hierarchies as to who gets to spend time with Jack. He just IS himself and we all have amazing fun.”

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Every step Parker took away from Colton tore at his heart. The further away he got, the sicker to his stomach he felt. He kept wiping the tears away with the sleeve of his sweatshirt–Colton’s sweatshirt.

Once he couldn’t run anymore, he slowed down to a walk. The walk home took an hour or so, which gave him time to think. Unfortunately, his mind was utterly blank. He was like a zombie, wandering on autopilot towards his home.

But something kept pulling him back to Colton, telling him to turn around. Trying to ignore that pull made his head hurt.

When Parker finally reached home, he quietly snuck up to his bedroom, kicked off his shoes, pulled his hoodie off and flung it over the headboard.

Still in zombie mode, he went into his bathroom and relieved himself. As he washed his hands, he took a good look at himself in the mirror. His eyes were puffy and bloodshot. His nose was runny. He looked like death. When he tilted his head to the right, he finally got a look at the bite mark.

He pulled the collar of his t-shirt to the side so that he could see it better. There it was at the base of the left side of his neck. The bite was angry: red, purple and bruised, the colors vivid against his fair skin. He could see the teeth marks, where the beast’s fangs had punctured and tore into his skin.

Parker reached up with his left hand and his eye caught the bracelet. It seemed like yesterday that Colton gave him the bracelet and tied it around his wrist. With a smile on his face, he ghosted his fingers across the scar.

He gasped as he was overwhelmed with sensations. The image of the Colton beast sinking his teeth into him flashed across his mind. He gripped the sink with both hands as his knees buckled. The bite was super-sensitive to the touch, a mixture of pain with a hint of pleasure. Bile rose in his throat. He choked back a gag, and closed his eyes until his stomach no longer felt like it was trying to crawl out of his mouth.

He reached into his medicine cabinet and grabbed the aspirin bottle and shook out a pair of pills. He popped the pills and washed them down with a palmful of water. After washing his face, he patted dry with a towel and walked back into his room.

Parker walked to his bed and flung himself into it. He pulled the covers over his head and curled up into a fetal ball. Clutching at his rolling stomach, he closed his eyes and tried to calm his nausea.

Parker believed Colton when he said he didn’t do it on purpose. And he believed him when he said he would never hurt Parker. He had to believe. If it wasn’t true, then everything about Colton was a lie.

Of course, none of that changed the fact that Colton Butler was a werewolf.

A freaking werewolf!

Not only that, Colton had turned him into one. How the hell was he supposed to deal with that? How could Colton have done that to him? Maybe he was dreaming. Maybe he was crazy.

Parker had never really given any thought to the paranormal. What else was out there that he had to worry about? Vampires? Demons? Fairies? Ghosts?

Thinking back, some of Colton’s behavior now made sense: the sniffing, the biting, the pissing. Parker scoffed out loud. Maybe Colton was the crazy one who should be locked up in a mental institution.

No, Parker had seen it with his own eyes. He squeezed his eyes shut and shuddered. He would never be able to get out of his head the image of that half-man/half-beast on top of him, thrusting into his body. Parker was horrified, but what was even more horrifying was that his dick started to stiffen from the memory.

He rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling, trying not to remember.

Parker should have known that there had to be something wrong with Colton. Really, no one was that perfect. And to Parker, Colton Butler was indeed perfect.

Parker could just cut his losses and run, but how could he deny Colton? Especially now. He would need him. When he transformed — oh my god, holy shit, what the fuck?! — he would need Colton.

Hell, he needed him now. Parker was hopelessly in love with Colton. He would rather die than live without Colton. The rest of the stuff was huge — so huge — but ultimately, did it really matter?

And that really was the heart of the matter. Could Parker live without Colton in his life?

No.

Colton was the one.

Colton was his mate.

He closed his eyes. He was exhausted, but he couldn’t sleep. He kept seeing the werewolf Colton in his head. Parker’s dick throbbed in his underwear and began to ooze pre-come.

Drawing in a ragged breath, he unsnapped his jeans and pushed them down. He shoved his hand into his underwear and gripped the base of his cock, intending to hold back the arousal. He grabbed his pillow and pulled it over his face and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to smother out the memories.

The beast thrust into Parker relentlessly, hard and fast, pinning him down to the bed with his big body, just the way he liked it. He shouldn’t have liked it, but he did. Those fangs were razor Escort bayan sharp, dripping with saliva. Colton’s body was covered in hair. He was bigger, stronger, harder. And so was his cock.

The memory of Colton biting his neck pushed to the forefront. After that initial shock of agonizing pain, Parker remembered the unexpected waves of ecstasy that slammed into him. And like he did then, he came.

Parker cried out into the pillow as he filled his underwear with semen.

Physically drained and mentally exhausted, Parker fell into a dead sleep, his hand still inside his messy briefs.

* * *

Completely naked, Parker chased the black wolf deeper into the forest, calling out its name in desperation. The forest was cold, wet and foggy, lit only by the light of the full moon, high and bright in the partially cloudy night sky.

A figure stepped out of the dark. Still bathed in shadows, the steel grey eyes were icy cold.

Parker stopped. He backed away as the man began to transform. Grey fur sprouted from his body as his features began to morph.

Parker turned and ran. He knew this time the grey wolf wouldn’t let him escape. The wolf was going to kill him this time.

He screamed for Colton, but he couldn’t find him. He stumbled through the forest like a clumsy oaf, calling for his boyfriend, his wolf, his mate.

The grey beast was behind him, closing in. Parker could feel its hot breath on his back.

Parker hit a patch of muddy leaves and skidded, tumbling down a hill.

The grey wolf slowly stalked closer and closer, circling like a predator. Parker’s heart pounded in his ears. He screamed for Colton, but he didn’t come. Parker had denied Colton and his wolf had left him.

Fighting back tears, feeling naked and vulnerable, Parker picked up a big rock and threw it at the predator as hard as he could.

The rock hit the wolf’s head and bounced away, making a sound like a spoon tapping a glass:

Tink.

Parker opened his eyes.

He pulled the covers off his head and sat up.

Ugh. His hand was gross, all crusty and sticky. He pulled it free of his underwear, and after wiping his hand on his bed sheets, he waited and listened for a moment…

Tink.

Something had tapped at the bedroom window pane.

He tried to focus his eyes, but everything was blurry. He grabbed his glasses from the nightstand and put them on. That made it even worse.

What the hell?

There was yet another tap at the window.

Parker tossed the glasses back onto the nightstand and blinked a few times. Strange. He was still wearing his contacts. He pulled down on his lower eyelid and carefully pulled his right lens out. He covered his left eye. He could see almost as well as he could when wearing the lenses. He pulled the left lens out and tossed the useless pieces of plastic onto the nightstand.

Tink. Another tap at the window.

He knew it was Colton without even looking. Logically, it wouldn’t be anyone else. But there was more to it than that. He just knew that he was close by. He wasn’t sure how he knew, but he did.

He walked over to the window and looked out. It was dark, but he could see the outline of Colton sitting on a branch of the big oak tree with a handful of acorns.

Parker pulled open the window and knelt down. “Colton,” he whispered. “What are you doing here?”

“I couldn’t sleep. I can’t wait, Parker. I know you said you needed time to think…”

Parker sighed. “I know, I know. You couldn’t wait. You just have to have things your way, don’t you?”

“Yes,” he said, completely unrepentant. “Let me in.”

“Wait. How did you get up in that tree? You know what? Never mind.”

“Open the window screen, pup.”

Parker unlocked the screen and tugged at it, trying to remove it from the window frame, but it was painted in place. He gave it a good yank and it finally came free with a bang. The noise made him cringe and he listened for a few seconds to make sure no one was coming to see what was going on.

Colton stood up on the branch and hopped. Parker gasped in surprise as Colton gripped the window casing with his hands. His feet were firmly planted against the wall below. He lifted up with his hands and effortlessly climbed through the window and into the room.

Parker looked at him with his mouth agape. “How the heck– Never mind.” Parker shook his head. He didn’t know if he’d ever get used to knowing how Colton did the things he did. When Colton sniffed at him and raised a brow, Parker’s face began to flush warm. He muttered, “Let me go clean up real quick.”

Parker used the bathroom, then washed his hands. He stripped off his underwear and used a wash cloth and tried to clean up the mess he had made. He grabbed a pair of sweat shorts he had left on the bathroom floor and slipped them on and walked back into the bedroom.

Colton was still standing in the middle of the room, his hands shoved into his pockets, staring down at the floor.

Parker had never seen Colton Bayan escort like this. Nervous. Uncertain.

Parker thought maybe there was some insecurity behind Colton’s arrogant and cocky attitude, but Colton had never shown it outright.

He didn’t like it and he needed to fix it.

He grabbed Colton’s arm, pulling his hand from his pocket. He pulled the big… wolfman?… towards the bed.

“Come on, Colt. We need to talk.” He walked over to the door and turned the lock on the knob. He didn’t need anyone barging in. “And we might as well get comfortable.”

Parker pulled off his t-shirt and socks and climbed into the bed. Colton did the same, stripping down to his boxers. He pulled the covers up over them and they lay down on the bed facing each other.

Colton reached up and brushed a stray lock of hair from Parker’s forehead. “I missed you, pup,” he whispered. Colton’s eyes turned glassy and he blinked several times.

Colton’s vulnerability made Parker love Colton just a little bit more. Once again, he knew that he was seeing a side of Colton that no one else ever saw. It was something special, reserved only for him.

Parker subconsciously leaned into Colton’s hand, his body craving the touch of his man. Even though it had only been hours since they last saw each other, he understood exactly how Colton felt. He wanted nothing more than Colton’s kisses and touches, wanted to soothe him and tell him everything would be okay.

But first they had to talk.

“What do I need to know, Colton?” he whispered.

“The next full moon… you’ll shift. You won’t be able to control it. Once you do it that first time, you’ll be able to do it whenever you want. But for the first few months, the full moon will always make you change. You won’t be able to stop it. After that first time, when you shift back to your human shape, you’ll notice some differences. Your senses will be heightened. You’ll be stronger. You’re probably already starting to notice some changes, right?”

“Yeah. My vision is better.”

“It’ll get even better after your first change. Your body is also developing an allergy to silver. So if you have any, you might want to get rid of it now. Once it kicks in, it’ll burn the hell out of your skin.”

“Ouch.”

“Yeah. It hurts like a son of a bitch. But you’ll heal faster. After your first shift you’ll find that old wounds and scars have healed. Except for the bite.” Colton ran his fingers across Parker’s neck, making the smaller boy shudder and whimper. “You’ll always bear my mark.”

Parker tried to ignore what Colton was doing to him. He wanted to roll over and beg for Colton to fuck him.

“When you’re a wolf, are you like an animal or are you still Colton?”

“My animal instincts and senses come to the forefront, but I’m still me. Just four-legged and furry.”

“Who changed you?”

“I wasn’t turned. I was born this way.” Parker’s eyes widened. “No, not like a puppy. I was born in my human shape,” he added with a chuckle. “We don’t shift for the first time until we’re going through puberty when our hormone production surges. Something about testosterone. I wasn’t really paying attention. Anyway. Full-blooded shifters pass the trait down to their pups. Uh, you know, their kids.”

Parker gasped softly. “So, your dad is one, too?”

“Yes.”

“Who else? Jed and Trey are, aren’t they?”

“Yeah, Jed and Trey… There are others.”

“Seth and TJ? That’s why TJ’s arm was healed the next day at school?”

Colton nodded. “Yeah. He shifted into his wolf, then shifted back.”

“That’s it? That fixed it?”

“Well, his arm was probably sore and tender. And he was probably exhausted and starving when he shifted back but yeah. That’s it.”

“Wait a minute, so when you piss all over the place, you really are marking your territory?”

Colton chuckled. “Yeah. Smelling my scent everywhere pisses off Seth, so that’s a bonus. It reminds him that I beat him in a challenge. It reminds him that I run the school.”

“Seth is Sheriff Forrest’s son. The sheriff’s a wolf, too?”

“Yes. Sheriff’s the pack alpha, the leader of the Forest View Wolf Pack, which encompasses most of the tri-county area. We’re a big pack.”

It was a lot to take in and process. They laid together in silence for a while.

“You should have told me,” Parker finally said.

“I wanted to. This wasn’t how I planned on telling you.”

“If you had told me, then I would have had a choice. You took that away.” Parker’s voice cracked and his eyes teared up.

Colton leaned his head closer. He let out a ragged breath. “I know. I’m so damn sorry, Parker. I would take it all back if I could. I know this is going to come as a surprise… but I’m not perfect.”

Parker let out a soft laugh. He sniffled and wiped his eyes. “So I noticed.”

“Do you think you can ever forgive me?”

Parker was silent for a moment. He then placed a hand on Colton’s chest. “Can I see it?”

“You can see it anytime you want, pup. Escort You know that.” Colton leaned in and gave Parker a quick kiss as he shimmied his boxer shorts off. He grabbed Parker’s hand and wrapped it around his already erect cock.

Parker laughed. He knew that Colton did that on purpose to try to ease some of the tension and it worked. It felt good to laugh. “Not that, you goof. The wolf.”

Colton got out of bed. He stood naked in the middle of Parker’s bedroom, with a dick as hard as steel, still looking a little uncertain. “I won’t hurt you. Don’t be scared. And whatever you do, don’t run. My wolf will think you’re playing and it will hunt you and make you submit.”

“If you’re trying to soothe my nerves, you’re not helping.” He let out a slow breath. “Okay. I’m ready. Show me.”

Colton kept his eyes locked on Parker as he dropped down to a crouch on all fours. His bones popped, cracked and stretched as his muscles rippled. The noise was disturbing enough to make Parker cringe, and the sight of it was horrific.

Black hair erupted from his skin, completely covering his body as his face began to change. His teeth grew into fangs and his ears grew into points as his mouth and nose pushed out into a muzzle. A tail grew from his butt as his legs turned into a wolf’s haunches. Fingers and toes morphed into razor sharp claws as his hands and feet changed into paws.

Parker tried not to be terrified, tried not to look away in horror as his boyfriend transformed and morphed into a beast right in front of his eyes.

The entire change took about five or six seconds in total, and when it was done, a large black wolf now stood on all fours where Colton had been.

Parker stared open-mouthed at the animal.

The black wolf slowly stalked towards the bed and climbed on. The box springs and frame creaked under the large animal’s weight. Parker remained perfectly still, not wanting to provoke the Colton beast.

Colton’s raspy tongue rolled out and licked the side of Parker’s face, leaving a trail of slobber.

Parker let out the breath he was holding. “Knock it off,” he whined as he wiped his cheek.

Parker looked into the animal’s dark eyes and saw Colton staring back at him. It was more than a little unnerving.

“It is you, isn’t it?” he whispered.

The wolf’s snout rubbed along Parker’s neck and inhaled and snorted. When his tongue slicked across the tender bite mark, Parker shuddered and let out a soft involuntary moan as a shock-wave of ecstasy coursed through his body.

His face flushed with embarrassment as his dick went totally stiff. “Don’t,” he whimpered, mortified at his reaction to the wolf, even if it technically was Colton.

Parker tried to move under the blankets, but the wolf grabbed the blankets in his teeth and tugged them down until Parker’s body was exposed to him. He licked a line up Parker’s belly up to his chin, then laid down on top of Parker, making Parker grunt from the sudden weight.

“Uh, Colton, you’re gonna need to get your wolf dick off me, because it’s really freaking me out.”

The Colton wolf growled and pumped his unsheathed erection against Parker one time before reluctantly moving to lay down at Parker’s side.

“Ew,” Parker whispered as he looked down at his belly. Colton had left a slimy and copious trail of pre-come on him. Parker could smell the musky scent he knew to be Colton wafting off the slime. “Are you marking me with your scent?”

Colton made a huffing noise that Parker took to be a “yes.” He then slid closer to Parker and laid his head on his hands — er, his paws.

Parker snuggled into the warm, soft fur and put his arm around him. “That’s better.” He rubbed his nose against Colton’s neck and breathed in that distinct scent that was all Colton. He became lightheaded as the intense smell overwhelmed him momentarily. As his head cleared, he was able to pick out the individual scents that made up Colton’s smell.

Wow.

What was strange was the fact that it felt perfectly natural for Parker to be lying in bed with a huge-ass wolf. Well, it wasn’t just any wolf — the wolf was Colton Butler, his wolf. Parker knew then that he had, without a doubt, made the right decision to be with Colton.

If he could embrace the beast in Colton, then he’d have to do the same with himself.

“You’re beautiful, Colton,” he said as he stroked his fur. Colton just watched him with those coal black eyes. “I love you, Colton. I want to be with you. It doesn’t matter what you are. Uh, well, what we are. And I do forgive you.”

Colton stood and stepped away from Parker. He shifted back into his human form, then flopped onto the bed next to Parker and pulled the covers up over them. He lay down on his side facing his boy.

Parker felt a deep need to touch his mate. Mate. The word seemed to come so easily to him now. Colton was his man and his mate.

Reconnecting with Colton, Parker ran a hand over Colton’s wide, hairy chest. Pushing his fingers through the curls of hair, he felt the planes of the hard muscles underneath. The tips of his fingers brushed against a nipple. The small nub stiffened under Parker’s fingers. Parker twisted and pinched it with a lover’s vengeance, making Colton grunt from the sudden shock of pain.

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