Page 18 of In The Shadow of The Wolf

Lance took over, dominating the kiss and pressing Ronan to the floor. He pushed Ronan’s t-shirt up and ran his hand over his chest, relishing the softness and heat of his body. Ronan wasn’t buff, but his body was beautiful and soft in the right places and firm in the right places. Lance could not have asked for a better or more accurate physical example of his deepest desire for a mate. Ronan was the complete package for him, his build and his strength of body and character, along with his dedication to his family. Ronan would be the perfect Alpha mate for the Lonepine Pack of Wolf shifters.

Ronan rolled beneath him, reveling in the sensory experience. He’d never trembled at the very scent and feel of another person, but Lance caused his breath to catch and his hands to shake. He felt Lance reach between them and unsnap his jeans and pull at the opening in order to release the ramrod stiff erection that Ronan was sporting.

“This belongs to me now.” Lance gave the cock in his hand a couple of quick pumps while he watched the look of pure bliss on his mate’s face. “Your pleasure and your satisfaction are in my hands now.” He smiled. “Forever.” Ronan arched up and moaned loudly when Lance scooted lower and took Ronan’s cock in his mouth, taking it to the root in one swift movement.

Lance was overjoyed at the reaction he was receiving. He was so afraid that the assault by Randall would negatively affect Ronan’s ability to explore and appreciate his own sexuality. He feared that it would be a long time before Ronan could relax and appreciate a truly loving relationship. But Ronan proved himself to be a constant surprise to his mate and Alpha. Ronan was reserved and apprehensive in his need, but he wasn’t afraid. Lance looked forward to the years of surprises ahead of them.

Ronan was shocked by his own responses. He wanted Lance, and he wanted him now. It was a driving need that he had never experienced before. He had some knowledge of physical love between men but had never completed the act. Suddenly the truth of his naiveté came to him fully, and anxiety began to overcome his previous excitement. The anxiety was not due to his abuse but to his inexperience. Would he be good enough for someone like Lance? Lance probably had lovers that could perform all manner of acts. He was worried that he would not satisfy Lance for very long.

Lance sensed his hesitation and instantly pulled back and spoke to him as he gently massaged his cock. “It’s okay, baby, you have nothing to worry about from me. Let go, baby, let me take care of you.” Ronan relaxed as Lance got back to the business at hand. He took Ronan again, sucking and pulling until Ronan was a quivering mass. “You are so delicious, my mate.” He groaned, and the vibration of it sent Ronan into another quiver, drawing a satisfied chuckle from Lance.

Lance put his mind to the amazing taste and touch of his mate and, within seconds, was on the receiving end of his mate’s first orgasm with him. He quickly swallowed but took his time licking and cleaning his mate from top to base before letting the now softened member slip from his lips. He looked up at Ronan and smiled. “I love you, baby, and even if you don’t believe me right now, you will.” He moved slowly up Ronan’s body and took him in a crushing hug, making it clear that Ronan belonged to him.

Ronan took several minutes to come down from the endorphin high of his release. That was a first he’d never before, nearly blacked out from the pure ecstasy of orgasm. Lance was definitely a sex god. When his breathing had calmed along with his heart rate, he was finally able to speak. “That was. . . indescribable.” His eyes shifted to where Lance was nuzzling his neck and laughed. “You are something else.”

“So are you, baby.”

“How, I didn’t do anything?”

“You did plenty.” Lance grabbed Ronan’s hand and placed it against his groin. “You feel that? I came just from listening to you and feeling your excitement. That is how amazing you are.”

Ronan felt the moisture that had soaked Lance’s jeans and marveled at the event. “I caused this?” He squeezed Lance’s cock and received a groan for his effort. “Wow.”

“Yes, baby, and if you keep squeezing, there’s going to be a repeat performance.” Ronan and Lance both began to laugh. “I could easily fall in love with you, Lance.” Ronan blurted.

“Glad to hear that.” Lance gave him another deep kiss before moving to help Ronan right his pants and zip up. Lance looked down at himself and laughed again. “I’ll need a change. Go and help yourself to the kitchen while I find a fresh pair of jeans and clean myself up.”

Ronan looked around more thoroughly now that he was alone and could take his time. The place was huge and comfortable, and it smelled of earth, pine, and home. It was the type of home that needed a big rowdy family to contain. Ronan smiled at the thought of him and Lance having a family together.

The sex with Lance was something he hoped to repeat again and often, but neither of them would ever be capable of having children. Although adoption was an option, so was surrogacy. He grinned at his fanciful thoughts. One blow job, and he has them married with children. Could he be a bigger goofball? He soon found the kitchen and the refrigerator and was pouring a glass of juice when Lance entered the room, looking fresh and clean and hotter than hell. He poured one for Lance and handed it to him as he came towards him.

“Thank you, sweetheart.” He finished the drink and set the glass on the counter while his eyes never left Ronan. “Let’s take a walk.” He reached and took Ronan’s hand and led him out the back door and along a forest path.

“Will you change for me, or do you have to wait for a full moon or something that is special in order to shift?”

Lance stopped abruptly and turned to look at Ronan with a searching gaze. He saw that he was serious and didn’t appear afraid, just curious. “We don’t need anything special. I can change at will. If you want to see it, I will show you.”

“I do,” Ronan whispered. He was prepared for everything and nothing. Would he actually turn into a wolf, or was this some sort of magic trick? Ronan stepped back and waited.

Lance kept his eyes on him as he disrobed. It was a few minutes, and then he was standing in front of Ronan, completely naked. Ronan turned a dark shade of red as the strip progressed but never stopped looking and assessing. “I won’t hurt you even as a wolf; I recognize you as my mate and would never bring you any harm.” Ronan nodded but did not speak. Lance crouched down on all fours before things started to happen.

The change seemed gradual yet sudden. In an instant, Lance went from man to wolf. The transformation was like a wave that swept him head to foot, morphing him from man to beast. Ronan did not move; he just stood staring at the large animal in front of him. It was huge and black with eyes that shined and followed. It moved carefully towards him with its head down, but the eyes continued to hold him. Ronan wanted to take a step back but forced himself to stay still.

The animal came closer and then laid down on the path in front of him and looked up. He was approaching in the most unthreatening way he could, and it touched Ronan that he would be so careful and so caring. Ronan got down on his knees in front of the wolf and reached out his hand towards him, running his fingers through the fur on his head, feeling the softness of it.

Ronan noticed that the wolf seemed to be responding to him and rubbing his head against his hand. The eyes were Lance, and they seemed to hold intelligence and an understanding of what was taking place. This is real kept reverberating through his mind. Lance was a wolf; he was a wolf shifter or werewolf.

Lance moved slowly so as to not scare his mate. Ronan’s expression held a level of disbelief as he watched him. He was expecting a trick or an illusion. As much as his heart was telling him it was the truth, his mind was searching for an explanation. He would allow him a few minutes to process what he saw before moving any closer.

It shocked and warmed Lance when Ronan took the initiative and reached out for him touching him gently and then bending to rub his cheek against Lance’s. Doing this while Lance was in wolf form showed the utmost trust and security in their growing bond. Lance reciprocated and laid his head on Ronan’s lap as he gradually initiated the shift back to human.

“Thank you, Roe, thank you for accepting me.” He groaned and then sat up, straddling Ronan, and took his mouth in the most erotic and consuming kiss claiming once again what was his.

Ronan kissed back with force and need; not caring to conceal his emotions this time, he both laughed and cried simultaneously. “How can this be real? Shit like this doesn’t happen to someone like me.” he choked out between bursts of laughter. “Either it’s real, or I’m insane, and I prefer this to be real.”

“It’s real, baby.” Lance pushed Ronan’s hair back from his face and saw affection blooming in the depths of his gaze. “I love you, Ronan. I know you haven’t known me long enough to reciprocate the endearment, but I hope to hear it someday, very soon.”

Ronan stared up at Lance, his werewolf lover . . . mate, and realized that he already was well on his way to loving him. He had taken them in, protected and provided for them both, and Ronan felt certain that he could trust this man. He would not betray him like Jordan had. Lance wanted him, but he wouldn’t force him into anything he wasn’t ready for.

---