“You feel so fucking good,” Eli moaned, and the desperation they put into their actions, into the way they held each other, the way they kissed, fucked, was something Eli never wanted to experience with anyone other than his mate.
Chris squeezed his eyes shut, the familiar sign that he was struggling to fight off his coming orgasm for as long as possible.
“Oh God! Come inside me, Eli.”
Eli sped up the motion of his hips. He was sure that Chris was going to have grass stains on his back when they were done.
He released a hard groan as his balls became tight and he came. Chris was so inexperienced with his new body that his orgasm was right behind Eli’s.
Eli didn’t stop. He kept right on thrusting into Chris, not coming to a halt until he milked himself completely, and his body was left twitching and satisfied after.
They just held each other close after, neither wanting to interrupt the moment by getting up or even speaking. It was just them, all by themselves.
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Chapter Thirteen
“I saw something when I woke up. It was the shadow of a wolf.”
Eli held Chris’s hand as they walked back to the pack. The sun had just about gone down, and the stars had come out. It was time to get back to reality and return.
At least this time Eli would be happy to be coming back.
Chris stayed close to Eli’s side, not yet used to walking around naked. He would get used to it soon enough.
He thought about what Chris had just told him. “Another wild werewolf, maybe? They were all pretty upset about your death. I didn’t know wild werewolves cared so much for the myth about multicolored eyes.”
Didn’t they always say that there was some truth to every myth? Maybe wild werewolves, being wild and more animal than man, were more in tune with the beliefs and legends than anyone thought they
were.
“No, it couldn’t have been one of them. This wolf didn’t try and
have sex with me.”
Something foul tasting entered Eli’s mouth. Right. He’d forgotten
about that bit.
“The shadow disappeared, too, when I touched it.”
“Really?”
Chris nodded.
Eli thought about that for a minute and came up with nothing logical. “I don’t know what happened. We all know there’s something about that pond that gives it its power. Maybe you saw a wolf spirit. Supposedly they’re still around from the time of the natives.”
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“Have you ever seen a wolf spirit before?”
Eli shook his head. “No, but you’re the one blessed with the lucky multicolored eyes. Maybe he only came to you.”
“It might’ve been your brother,” Chris said carefully. “Maybe he thought that helping me would be like helping you. Since we’re together and all.”
Eli liked the thought of that one better, that his brother was still nearby, watching over the both of them. “Could be.”
Eli was completely talking out of his ass. Truthfully, he had no explanation, but coming up with these theories was calming. Really, all he cared about right now was that his mate was alive and would be coming home with him.
“What do we tell the others when we get back?” Chris asked.
“First, we tell them to not disturb us for forty-eight hours. Then, when we come out of our room, we tell them the truth. The pond brought you back to life.”
“The same way it did to Deacon?”
Eli clenched his jaw. “Yeah.”
It still galled him that the guy was alive somewhere, creating wild werewolves left, right, and center. Eli would probably never catch up with the wolf who murdered his brother. Hell, that guy might already even be dead, considering the wild werewolves Eli had killed just today, not to mention the ones Nick, Adam, and Andrew had taken
out.
Tonight he would rest easy. He had Chris, they were both alive and well, and now that Chris was a werewolf, he would better be able
to defend himself from attack.
And their time in bed was going to be much more fun.
“Let’s hurry,” Eli said. “I can’t wait to get home.”
Chris smiled as they both ran the rest of the way. Eli finally had his mate.
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