Wolves at the Door (MMM) by Marie Medina Page A

rein. “You don’t make
that offer too often.” Aiden leaned in to brush his lips over
Patrick’s. “Actually, I want to be claimed again. I want you to
chase me through the woods and pin me down.” He moved his lips over
Patrick’s cheek, noting his lover’s sexy smile. “And I want a good,
hard fucking on the forest floor, exactly like our first time.
Tonight, I just need to feel like I’m yours.”
    Patrick pulled him closer, kissing his
cheek as well. “I remember scenting you so well. I was awe-struck
by your beauty as you transformed back into a man and rolled over
in submission.”
    Aiden sighed again. “I was so happy to
become your mate. No male wolf had ever responded to me in that way
before.”
    Patrick’s fingers played teasingly
over Aiden’s knee. “Yes, you seemed happy as I pounded into you. I
fell head over heels for those sounds you made.”
    Aiden ran his hands over Patrick’s
thighs. “I want to fuck now.” He moved his hands up to see if
Patrick had an erection.
    Patrick stopped him and pulled away, a
playfully taunting smile on his face. “I’m the alpha, baby. You’ve
made your request. We fuck when I say, especially if you want it to
be like our first time.” He yanked Aiden to his feet. “Go shower
and change. I’ll finish this and then get ready.”
    Aiden groaned in frustration. When
Patrick asserted his power as the alpha in their matehood, Aiden
became overwhelmed by the need to submit. Now, his wolf wanted to
please the alpha by obeying. At the same time, he longed to be
fucked.
    “ If it’s that bad, jerk
off in the shower.” Patrick took another sip of cider and then
picked up his rake again.
    Aiden cupped his aching erection. “I
want you to make me come.”
    Patrick watched Aiden rubbing himself.
“Go get in the shower now,” he looked up and licked his lips, “and
I’ll consider it.”
    Aiden obeyed, knowing Patrick would
suck him off when he joined him in the shower. He loved being able
to read his mate so well. Aiden wanted another lover to enhance
their love, but for now he was simply happy to know the man he
loved still wanted him.
     
    ****
     
    Steven groaned as he hoisted himself
onto a log. His ankle throbbed, and he shivered from the rain and
the wind. His car had broken down only a couple of miles from his
new home, but he’d fallen and twisted his ankle two feet from the
car. He’d also managed to smash his cell phone in the fall. The
only way to get help way out here would be to get to his house and
use his work phone. He cursed himself for taking it out of his
jacket and putting it on the counter.
    As the rain slackened up, he noticed
that he was only a dozen yards or so from his nearest neighbors’
driveway. A glance down it, however, revealed no lights on. One
outside light burned over their garage, but the house itself was
dark. Would they be home soon? He’d only seen one of them working
outside the house since moving in, and though the real estate agent
had told him their names, he couldn’t remember them.
    Steven pulled the right leg of his
jeans up to look at his ankle, which had started to swell and show
a large bruise. The rain stopped, but the wind did not. He began
shivering as he pushed his jeans back down. He had decided to try
to get to his feet again when he saw the headlights. The car slowed
down by his, probably worried it might belong to a burglar or
something. Steven pushed to his feet and waved at them.
    And fell flat on his face when his
ankle gave out.
    Something jabbed at his cheek, and he
rolled away from it. He heard running, and soon two guys with dark
hair looked down at him. A flashlight shone in his face, and he put
his hand up.
    “ Sorry,” one guy said.
“Are you okay?”
    “ Not really. I’m Steven.
Just bought the Collins property a week ago.” He tried to point to
his car. “My car broke down, and I twisted my ankle because I got
tangled up in the jumper cables when I was looking for tools in