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The aroma spurred him on in his animalistic nature that seemed to be taking the lead in this relationship. His wolf would not be stopped, this little wolf belonged to him, and he intended to claim him and play on Jaime’s inherent submission that was present in his eyes and his nature. Ivan ground his hard cock against Jamie’s thigh and felt a similar bulge dig into his hip bone as Jamie sought release.

They spent several minutes tasting and touching each other until Ivan bit down on Jamie’s lower lip and drew a spot of blood which he hastily devoured. He moaned and separated Jamie’s thighs with his own thick leg pushing them wide so he could position his own body in between them. Jamie again did not resist and welcomed Ivan in closer and more intimate. This evening was turning out so much better than he had envisioned, and his mate was an amazing young man. Such a reasonable and loving man and so much more than a man like Ivan deserved.

Jamie belonged to him, and anyone who tried to come between them would suffer for it. He would kill, and he would die for this man, and the awareness of this fact caused him to stop and stare at the face of his future, and he smiled. This was satisfaction. This was true fulfillment.

Jamie moved against his mate needing the relief of pressure on his aching cock. Ivan accommodated him and pressed his own hard cock into Jamie’s, eliciting a needy moan from Jamie. He stopped unexpectedly and just lay there staring down into Jamie’s liquid green eyes, looking for something and sharing so much. Jamie felt Ivan’s hesitation and his fear of going too far or asking too much. Jamie smiled and nodded, giving Ivan all the assurance he needed.

Ivan needed Jamie to want this; he needed him to want this as much as he did. “I want you more than anything before in my life. For five months, I’ve thought of you, but only in the abstract distance. Having you here near me is beyond anything I ever would have dreamed of. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have waited five months; a week would have been too long.” Ivan didn’t wait for Jamie to answer; he took his lips in a kiss that left Jamie’s lips red and swollen and seeking more.

Ivan dropped one hand to grip Jamie’s cock and gently stroked at first. Then he began to pump in earnest, pulling manic pants and groans from his desperate mate and setting his own heart on fire.

Jamie held onto Ivan’s shoulders as he pulled one sensation after another from him, sending a thrill down his spine and making his cock so hard it was leaking. He wanted to reciprocate and give his mate even half of the care and excitement he was receiving, but it was impossible. Ivan was in control, and Jamie loved it.

Ivan unsnapped Jamie’s jeans and pulled them and his briefs down to free his cock and balls to Ivan’s wandering hands. He thrust up into Ivan’s hands, unable to hold himself back. “I want to see you too,” Jamie whispered between unrestrained groans.

“You will, my mate, you will,” Ivan promised, but never stopped touching, kissing, and undressing Jamie. The moon was rising as the sunset and gave the water and the woods a special scent and sound that is only there at dusk. It heightened Ivan’s awareness of the scent of his mate, the arousal so present in his hand.

Jamie smelled like nothing he’d experienced before. Ivan thought first it was sweet berries and then a fresh cold breeze, but neither of those adequately identifies the scent that was Jamie McCormick. He would know it anywhere and could track it to infinity.

“I want to touch you.” Jamie moaned and was pulling at Ivan’s cotton shirt, trying to unbutton and pull it off. Ivan stilled his hands and, in one swift motion, pulled it over his head and off, never breaking intimate contact with his mate. “You are stunning,” Jamie said as if to himself, but it made Ivan smile just before taking his lips in another punishing kiss. Another sharp nip to his bottom lip was followed by a fresh wave of intense arousal. Jamie’s cock jerked in Ivan’s embrace and erupted, covering them both in hot sticky cum. Ivan knew what he was doing.

Ivan continued to stroke his cock until Jamie completely emptied his load and collapsed beneath him, spent for the moment. Jamie closed his eyes and ran his hands over Ivan’s bare chest and then rested them on his huge shoulders when Ivan moved lower and began licking him clean, sensually tantalizing him until his arousal flared once again.

Ivan took his mate deep into his mouth, generously laving Jamie’s cock with his tongue as he unfastened his own jeans and pushed them down and out of the way. He then took Jamie’s jeans and pulled them down to his ankles. Once he was satisfied, he let Jamie’s now stiff cock slide out of his mouth. He heard the needy whine that Jamie uttered, but it was soon turned to a moan as Ivan pressed his naked groin against Jamie’s. It was a most erotic moment, and Ivan brushed himself back and forth, feeling the smoothness and the hardness simultaneously.

Ivan groaned as his engorged cock throbbed almost painfully. He needed inside his mate, and he needed to be there yesterday. Ivan growled deep, and his eyes flashed as his wolf again took the reins of this mating. He flipped Jamie to his stomach and quickly mounted him from behind. Jamie fisted his hands into the long grass and raised his ass off the ground in an offering to his mate. He was not afraid of Ivan’s wolf. He was excited by him. “Fuck me, Ivan, don’t stop.” He gritted out in anticipation.

Ivan plunged in, devouring Jamie’s opening before forcing his tongue inside to lick and lubricate as well as stretch the opening to accommodate his size. His mate was whining and thrusting, begging Ivan for more. He worked the opening repeatedly before moving up to place tender wet kisses on Jamie’s lower back and then shoulders just before he positioned himself and pushed his throbbing, leaking cock inside Jamie’s eager hole and drove deep, burying himself to the hilt in one thrust. He felt a full-body tremble envelope Jamie at the sudden, yet delicious invasion.

Ivan could hear Jamie panting and whispering ‘yes, yes, yes’ as Ivan picked up a punishing speed ramming himself in and out of Jamie’s body, desperate for connection and completion. His wolf was pushing forward, demanding control, and Ivan allowed his animal nature a little leeway since Jamie seemed to enjoy it. Jamie held firm and thrust back on every entry taking his mate as deep as was possible. The feelings were immense, covering Jamie’s skin in chills and tremors as his own body responded instinctively to Ivan’s entry.

“I claim you, Jamie McCormick,” Ivan growled as he latched onto Jamie’s shoulder with his long incisors and bit down. Jamie’s blood oozed over his tongue like the sweetest nectar and urged Ivan to take more while pushing him to his climax.

“I accept you, Ivan Rand.” Jamie almost screamed as the sensation of the mating hit his bloodstream. His orgasm slammed through him, and he came hard, emptying his seed onto the ground beneath him and straining to hold tight to Ivan.

Ivan came in massive bursts of seed that filled Jamie to the point of seeping out around Ivan’s cock and running down his thighs. Ivan continued to pump hard sensitizing Jamie’s hole to the point of painful tenderness. Ivan didn’t stop until he was completely spent, and only then did he release Jamie’s shoulder and lick the wound closed.

Ivan pulled out carefully and rolled off of Jamie to lay by his side. They were both panting and exhausted by the experience. “That was amazing; you are amazing. Thank you for accepting me as your mate. I don’t deserve you.” Ivan whispered the tender words into Jamie’s ear as he took his discarded shirt and attempted to wipe away some of the spill in order to make his mate more comfortable.

Ivan gradually turned his mate onto his back so as to look into his eyes and gauge his wellbeing. It scared him how much he needed this young wolf. He’d never wanted anyone so badly in his entire life and never needed anyone.

“That was definitely amazing.” Jamie agreed with a very satisfied smile. “Come here.”

Ivan lay down next to his mate and drew him into his arms before placing a proprietary kiss on his forehead. “Let’s rest and enjoy the night out here in the wild, just you and me,” Ivan suggested, and Jamie merely moaned and snuggled into Ivan’s chest and went to sleep. Ivan held him tight, so pleased and relieved that his mate had returned to him. Sometime during the night, they both shifted into their wolves and burrowed even more tightly together; their wolves were totally one with each other.

CHAPTER THREE

Jamie and Ivan slowly made their way back to the Pack House in the early morning hours, having woken with dawn’s mist and the scent of earth and water surrounding them. Jamie considered it the most beautiful morning of his life. Ivan had held him close all night, both in wolf form as well as human.

He tentatively touched the new mating mark on his shoulder and smiled at the exquisite sensation that shot through him. He hadn’t expected the events of last night, but he was so deliriously happy with the outcome of their talk. Ivan did care, and he was sorry, and those were the things that mattered the most right now. They’d bonded, and they were now a mated couple. Jamie thought his heart would burst. It was so full of love, hope, and wonder.

Ivan continued to hold him close as they walked through the forest. Jamie accepted that Ivan had been raised differently than he was raised and had different views on life, so he would try to be patient and honest with his mate. They had a lifetime ahead of them.

“We have a lot to discuss, my mate.” Ivan finally spoke as the Pack House came into view.

“Yeah, we didn’t do much talking last night.” Jamie grinned. “But the communication was spot on.” He turned to his mate when Ivan laughed.

“I want to meet your family, and I want to learn about your pack.” Ivan continued.

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