Page 6 of Age Gap Wolf's Second Chance Mate

I get my mouth back on him. Then, I feel his hand on the back of my head and I start to suck as hard as I can as he forces me back all the way down. I can’t believe how sexy it is and how much I love it. He lets me go and I pull my mouth off. I grab his hand and put it on the back of my head. “Again.” I put my mouth back on him.

And he takes it again literally.

He forces me all the way down. He doesn’t let go but holds me there. It’s terrifying but when he lets up, I croak out, “Again!” before I’ve even finished getting enough air.

So, he does it again.

And he doesn’t wait for permission the next time. He lets me get a breath or two and then forces himself deep again.

We do this about a dozen times, and he forces me to take him completely every single time. Force is too strong a term since I’m asking him to do it. You get the point, though. He uses his hand to make my panic irrelevant. Then, he lets out a growl and I have two hands on my head.

I suck hard and then, my throat is filled with warmth as he cums. I hold onto his muscled legs and swallow as fast as I can because, at this point, I’m practically passing out. It seems never ending but he finally slips from my mouth and I collapse onto my ass on the floor.I know it’s just in my head but it sure seems like I have to swallow several times to get it all down.

I mean, he came with three or more inches of his cock in my throat. There was no cum in my mouth, I don’t think.

Immediately, Jonah reaches down, pulls me up, and grabs at my pants. I’m so horny I almost let him get me undressed but instead, I pull away from him and bat his hands away when he reaches to pull me back.

“Nope. I’ve got dinner in the oven and it’s almost done. Now, go shower and clean up.”

It takes a lot to rebuff him right then, but he does what I ask. I finish dinner and set the table and I realize how wonderful it feels to see two place settings. I think about how amazing it felt to have him come home and for me to make him happy. Then, I also think about how hard it would be to go back to just one place setting again. Damn it! Why do these thoughts have to plague me like this?

He comes back down looking fresh and even more handsome. We eat dinner and his presence just lights up every bit of my body and mind and soul. He behaves, too, not even mentioning anything about me stopping him.

Of course, the moment dinner is over, he’s got plans. We didn’t even get to dessert before he pulled me from the table and dragged me to the bedroom.

I have absolutely no control now but I still feel pretty damned triumphant when we’re through.

Chapter Five

Jonah

Well, I find myself in a pretty damned difficult position. I know that. I’m not a child. I’m an idiot, not a child. I’m really overwhelmed by the very thought of Mara, and that’s a fucked-up place to be when I’m certain I’m a bad choice for her. The guys are no help, of course. Something similar is such a damned cliché in the world of shifters.

Every shifter has had to sit and listen to another shifter moaning and grousing about how they just can’t be sure if it’s fair to go ahead with a relationship with a human woman. I swear, it’s a tired and boring and old and… Well, think of every way to call something stupid, and that’s how it feels.

In this case, Mara already knows I’m a shifter, and that’s not the problem at all. The problem is simple. I’m too old for her. It’s an entirely different problem and my moaning and grousing about it isn’t like the typical moaning and grousing at all. Not even in the slightest, damn it.

Of course, the guys at the station don’t give me any slack. We’re all shifters there. It’s a secret, actually, known only to a few people in the hierarchy of the city fire department and a few in the state hierarchy. We all know, of course. Shifters instantly recognize other shifters.

We may not know for certain the animal. Of course, a wolf will always know a wolf. The only shifters whose shifter nature might be hidden are dragons. They’re a different animal altogether. When I’m shifted, I’m almost twice the size of a typical wolf. Nobody knows how much bigger dragons are than their natural counterparts.

Nobody has seen a natural dragon in millennia.

Or every dragon shifter is a natural dragon. That’s what the dragons will tell you. While I think of myself as a man who shifts into a wolf, dragons think of themselves as dragons who shift into humans. Maybe they’re right.

Maybe I’m just out of my fucking mind right now because I’m so worked up about Mara. I think that’s probably more likely than anything else.

Anyway, most humans don’t believe shifters exist even though we officially revealed ourselves to the world. Why would they? The purely human population is billions. The shifter population doesn’t add up to a million. We’re also spread out through the world because we’re comfortable in climates that support our animal forms.

People see us on television but, really, with special effects the way they are and now with AI, is it any wonder there are people who don’t believe it? Hell, most pure humans will go their entire lives without ever seeing a shifter. Those who do see shifters will very likely not know that they’re shifters in the first place.

Okay, I need to stop.

I’m contemplating shifters to keep from thinking about Mara and the fact that I’m twice her age, for fuck’s sake. I suppose I’m also contemplating shifters because I’m at the edge of lands owned by the Federal Government. BLM (that’s Bureau of Land Management) land out here is primarily in desert or near desert conditions. The government holds onto it in case they feel a need to expand the three military bases in a hundred-fifty-mile radius.

But what’s important to me is that it’s always empty and always private. That’s good when I’m standing naked next to a rock outcropping. When I shift after the fire, I destroy one more fire suit. The shift shreds whatever clothes we have. It will, in fact, destroy anything in our path. If I shift in a car, the car will sustain a hell of a lot of damage and my wolf won’t even slow down.

Enough! Fuck, I’m beginning to sound like some damn teen movie, all angst and will they, won’t they. Hell, Mara’s behaving a lot more maturely than I am right now. Well, I’m not going to just stay stuck on this like an idiot.

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