Chapter Seven

 

 

 

When they left the restaurant, Zack inhaled the cold evening air to try to calm down the sizzling energy under his skin. They hadn’t mentioned anything sexual throughout the rest of the dinner, but ever since that comment about the uniform, Zack had had to fight with himself not to drag David out of that place or drag him to the bathroom, at least. But they had managed to finish their meal and now they walked in silence to the parking lot, only to pause between David’s truck and Zack’s bike.

Then David pulled him closer and backed up to the side of his car. The feel of their bodies slotting together and the scent of David and his arousal made Zack hard in an instant. He pushed David against the truck, trapping him between his body and the car, then he leaned in. He grazed David’s lower lip with his teeth before licking over the bite. There was nothing delicate about their kiss, and both of them gave as much as they got. David had his arms around Zack’s waist and he used that to pull him even closer. There was no space between their bodies now and their mixing scents fueled Zack’s desire. His wolf was satisfied in a way Zack couldn’t remember being, and he wanted more.

They broke for air, then went right back to it, breathing harshly into each other’s mouth but unwilling to move away. Zack rolled his hips to push their groins more tightly together, swallowing David’s moan. The friction against his cock pushed Zack even closer to coming, and he tightened his grip at the back of David’s neck. David dropped his head to the side, presenting the long strip of pale skin, unmarked and inviting. Zack nosed along the tendons, inhaling the scent and seeking out the pulse throbbing right underneath. He licked and nipped, trying to get deeper, trying to crawl inside and—

The door opened somewhere behind him, but he only half-registered it until someone cleared her throat. He froze with his face hidden in David’s neck.

“Gentlemen, please take it someplace else. The pheromones are getting…noticeable inside.”

Zack squeezed his eyes shut, pretending it wasn’t happening, but David’s body shook against his.

“We will,” David told the woman, and he sounded as if he could barely keep from laughing. “Sorry for the inconvenience.”

The door shut again and Zack stepped away slowly, but without breaking the contact completely. He kept one of his hands on the side of David’s neck as he stared at him and took everything in—disheveled clothes, an obvious erection, red marks on his neck, puffed lips and half-opened eyes staring back at him.

He couldn’t believe he had come so close to having sex in a freaking parking lot of a restaurant.

David tightened his grip on Zack’s hips. “Your place then?”

“What?”

“I live with my brother. You live alone, right? I was hoping we’d finish what we started here.”

Zack wanted to. He really, really wanted to, but his brain had started to come back on.

“I can’t drive yet.” He winced. His cock wasn’t as hard as it had been a minute ago, but the ride would be far from comfortable.

And the heated look David sent his erection made his cock harden again.

“Stop that.”

David bit down on his lower lip and Zack wanted his teeth there. Damn it. He looked away.

“Here’s what I think,” David said quietly, the rough edges of his lower voice smoothing out as he went. “We can load your bike in the back of my truck, and I can drive us both home. Then you get to decide if I’m going in with you or driving away. Or, we can split now and you can stay here and wait until you’re fit to drive.”

If the way his thumbs were rubbing circles onto Zack’s skin was anything to go by, David was voting for the first option.

“Do you have things to secure my bike?”

David offered him a slow grin. “I’m a construction worker, Zack. I have almost everything in the back of my truck.”

Zack nodded, making a decision. “Okay, then. Let’s do this.”

It took them just a few minutes to load and secure the bike, since David did indeed have everything they needed. They barely said anything, understanding each other easily, and soon they were sitting in the truck and David was backing out of the parking lot.

The desire had lost most of its urgency when they were interrupted then had to deal with the bike, but Zack could still feel the pull to kiss and bite every inch of David’s body. He wanted to leave more marks on his neck, wanted to see him come.

“Not that I’m not enjoying this,” David’s voice was almost a growl as he pulled the window completely open, “but I do need to keep myself from crashing this truck, if only so it doesn’t delay dragging you to bed.”

It took a second for Zack to understand, then he took a deep breath and almost whined. Everything smelled like the two of them and sex, and neither of them had come even once yet. What were they going to smell like after that?

Cut it out, he told himself firmly, looking away. He needed to focus on something else for the rest of the trip, but it was hard when David was this close. Zack’s wolf was restless now, seeking the satisfaction from earlier, and Zack’s human side was in full agreement, if a little more patient—but only a little. He cursed his stupid idea to pick a place so far away from home.

Finally, they got there. Zack was out of the truck before David had even turned the engine off. They unloaded the bike quickly and Zack parked it in its usual place. When he turned back around, David was leaning against the side of his truck, looking at him with the same heat as before.

“So.” David raised his eyebrows. “What is it going to be?”

There wasn’t really a choice to be made.

“Follow me,” Zack said and led him to his apartment building. If he touched David now, it could end in very public sex, and that was not what he wanted. Or rather, it wasn’t what he wanted right now. The idea of one day claiming David in public… Zack closed his eyes for a second.

When they got to his apartment, they crashed into each other even before the door was fully closed. David ran his hands all over Zack’s chest and shoulders, finally burying his fingers in his hair. He tugged at it hard and Zack’s knees buckled as he swore into the skin of David’s neck.

When they pulled back enough to be able to take their clothes off, they undressed quickly, leaving every piece where it fell. Zack caught David by his waist, spun him around then pushed him down onto the bed. He had a split second to commit the sight to memory—David spread on his bed, naked and hard—before following him and covering David’s body with his own, moaning into his neck at the feel of naked skin against naked skin.

When they kissed, the same sizzling energy from the parking lot came back, the same need to get closer and closer. Now there was nothing separating them, nothing standing in their way.

David wrapped his arms around Zack, then moved his hands lower to grip his ass and pull Zack closer. That made their hard cocks slide against each other and Zack let out a half-moan, half-growl before getting up on his knees.

“Turn around,” he said as he backed away so that David could roll onto his stomach. “I want your ass up, but your head low.” He rubbed the back of David’s thigh as he did what Zack told him to. “Perfect.” He positioned himself right behind David and he had to bite down on his lip as his hard cock rubbed against David’s ass. Zack leaned over him and licked a line up his spine before going back down, kissing and sucking until he reached his lower back. David was shuddering under him and Zack breathed in deeply. He could move farther, lick into him and spread him out around his tongue, make him ready before he fucked him hard. His mouth watered at the idea, but he shelved it for later. Now he just moved to one side and bit down on one of the ass cheeks, grinning when David swore into the pillow. He licked the reddened skin at the same time as he reached down between David’s legs and gripped his balls.

“Fuck,” the muffled curse came louder this time.

Zack trailed his hand up and down the side of David’s leg. “What was that?”

David didn’t answer him, so Zack tightened his grip on his balls.

“Fuck! I said ‘fuck’.”

“Ah.” Zack grinned. “That’s better. You should speak louder.”

David pushed his ass back against Zack. “Will it make you fuck me sooner?”

“I don’t know,” he said, amused. He was loving the attitude. “It might.”

“Come and fuck me then,” David said loudly. Not screaming, but half-way there.

“Oh, I will.” Zack dragged himself away from David to take out the lube. He paused. “No condom okay?”

“Ye-es.”

Zack breathed out in relief. Most werewolves disliked condoms and since they couldn’t catch any disease, they rarely needed to use them, but sometimes they were a personal preference anyway. He was glad David didn’t ask for one, because Zack wanted his smell all over David. He wanted to mark him inside and out, without anything standing in his way.

He situated himself back behind David and again he took a second to commit this sight to the memory—David on his knees, with his ass up and face hidden in the pillow, the arch of his back tempting Zack to run his hands over it. And he was going to. Just not right now.

He opened the lube and poured it onto his palm, then tossed the container away. He lubed one finger of his other hand slowly, trying to catch his breath, but then David pushed back again and Zack couldn’t wait anymore.

“Spread your legs.”

David complied immediately. He also shifted his weight onto one arm and reached back with his other hand to spread his ass farther.

Zack couldn’t hold back a moan. “Fuck, yes, just like that.”

He reached out and circled the tip of his finger over David’s hole, over and over, rubbing against the opening once in a while. Then he pushed the tip in, slowly at first, then faster when David’s muscles relaxed and let him in, enveloping him in heat and pressure.

“Another,” David breathed out.

“What? I didn’t hear you.”

“Give me another. I can take it.”

Zack added lube onto his second and third finger before pushing them in—one, then soon after, the other. David was rocking back against him, pulling him deeper, and Zack had to close his other hand over the base of his cock to stop himself from coming.

“I’m ready. Come on.”

Time for teasing was over. Zack pulled out his fingers, spread the lube over his cock, then moved to lean his body against David’s. He thrust in, pushing inside until he bottomed out.

It was his turn to shudder—or maybe they both did. David’s muscles hugged his cock perfectly, and the heat spread through Zack’s entire body like a series of little electric shocks. He grasped David’s hips for leverage, then started moving, pulling out a bit, only to slide back in, first slowly, then speeding up. The sounds of damp skin slapping against damp skin nearly drowned out Zack’s harsh breathing and David’s quiet, muffled moans. They fell into a rhythm almost from the start, then it was like they were racing to the finish line, pushing each other harder and harder. David countered Zack’s every thrust with one of his own, and when David raised onto his elbows to gain more leverage, the angle change made Zack swear under his breath. Zack worked even harder, wanting to make him come, wanting to see if he could do that without touching his cock.

He did. After another sharp thrust, David moaned and dropped his head down, and the muscles closing around Zack’s cock told him he’d gotten what he’d wanted. And that propelled him over the finish line as well, after a few more thrusts into David’s tightened hole. When he came, he fell forward over David’s back and he rested his forehead against it as he caught his breath. He licked David’s dampened skin, seeking out even more of his taste. Zack took a deep breath and a pleased growl escaped from his throat at the scent of them, and sex, and sweat.

He was spent and sated, and his mind was quiet. He never wanted to move again.