He was having none of that.
Eli pushed out as he, without any warning to Chris, pushed back against his dick.
They both moaned as Chris was unexpectedly fully sheathed. He gripped Eli’s hips, pressing his forehead down against Eli’s back, trying to catch his breath.
Eli had to squeeze his eyes shut. His balls tightened, and he felt that inward rush come upon him that signalled his orgasm was near. He grabbed hold of the base of his prick and squeezed, groaning in the sheer fucking ecstasy of it. He would not come yet. He wanted this to go on for a little longer.
“Move. Move,” Eli growled, already pushing back against the other man.
Chris groaned at the movement and then started pumping his hips. That was what he was talking about! Eli moaned, his elbow nearly
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giving out and making him fall on his face into the pillows, but he kept a hold of himself. He pushed back against Chris’s fast thrusts.
He heard the way Chris breathed, listened to the sound of his heart beating as he fucked Eli as hard and fast as he could.
They were claiming each other, and Chris was powerless to resist it now that it was finally happening.
“Oh! Fuck!” Chris cried out.
Eli’s sentiments exactly. He had no choice. He had to let go, to let his animal side take over, and that was exactly what he did.
He let go of his dick, allowing his orgasm to rush through him, and continued to wail and moan in absolute pleasure as he pulled himself up onto his knees to grip the wooden headboard of his bed.
His fingers splintered the wood. Chris’s hands came around his chest, holding him close and pinching his nipples. Everywhere his mate’s hands touched was a pleasure point. Eli’s whole body was on fire. His dick was full again, and he desperately wanted to come despite already having spent himself.
He ground his hips down on Chris’s dick, pushing it deeper inside of himself, luxuriating in the feel of it touching his inner walls and prostate. In. Out. In. Out.
Chris kissed his neck, still breathing like he was running a marathon. “I’m gonna come inside you. You’re mine.” He growled, the pumping motion of his hips speeding up to an impossible rhythm.
Eli growled and pushed back against him. The bed was creaking violently now under the pressure of both of their bodies. It was always an old piece of shit anyway. Eli was going to have to replace it after this.
Chris moaned, the thrusting motion of his body becoming slower but harder and then jerky as Eli felt the warm rush of fluid spurting inside of him.
It was enough to throw him over the edge.
Though he should have been able to go on for longer than that―many more times, actually―Eli’s body clocked out on him.
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Perhaps it was because he’d finally joined with his mate, his human mate who couldn’t go ten times in a row like a werewolf could, so when Chris sagged against Eli, his cock becoming soft inside of him, Eli’s body must’ve taken that as a hint.
Luckily it was too hot to sleep with the blankets anyway, so all the stuff they ruined, save for the sheets just covering the mattress, were thrown onto the floor.
Eli lay on his back, his eyes shut and sleep pulling him away. He could still feel the presence of the full moon outside, but now it was a comforting feel rather than a torturous one.
He just about drifted off when he felt Chris’s touch on his arm.
His eyes popped open to see the other man looking at him expectantly. Wordlessly, Eli lifted his arm, allowing Chris to sink down on Eli’s chest, the both of them snuggling close, their legs twining together, despite the heat.
“Thank you,” he heard Chris say before drifting off.
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Chapter Ten
Eli had created a monster.
Whereas before Chris had been shy and just barely willing to spend time alone with Eli, now he was insistent on locking the door to Eli’s cabin to prevent any unwanted guests, shutting the windows to keep them from being seen or heard, and putting Eli on his back at every possible moment.
Not that he was complaining in the beginning, and the knowing little smirks that were sent his way after going several hours without being seen by anyone were a huge boost to his ego.
But now that his wolf was more than settled, Eli had grown curious.
Chris was a young man, hardly a teenager, but still at an age where he should of had some experience with sex.
With the eager way he acted and the needy behavior he displayed, Eli was prone to think that Chris had never had an orgasm in his life before Eli came along.
He asked him as much the next time they were alone. James had given the both of them permission to travel with the group of alphas and omegas to the pond for swimming, and though they were dressed for a day out, shorts, T- shirts, sandals, and whatnot, neither were up for swimming.
Eli should’ve expected the defensive answer Chris gave him. “I wasn’t a virgin or anything, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“No, I didn’t think that,” Eli lied. Truthfully, the thought had briefly entered his head. It had been what he’d hoped for. It was the preferable scenario over what Eli suspected.
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“It’s just that you don’t act like someone used to having sex.” That, and Chris still showed a slight fear of letting Eli top him. The last time Eli tried, he’d been so careful, and yet still Chris had trembled beneath him, his body actually shook with fear, and Eli was forced to stop.
Chris might say he was ready, but Eli could tell otherwise, and now that they were properly mated, Eli wasn’t being controlled by his instincts so much that he couldn’t tell when Chris was frightened of his touch.
“I didn’t much get around before you.”
At least there
