Page 34 of Wolf Found

So Ash took Graham’s hand in his and reached for his cock, wrapping those tentative, slender fingers around it and holding it in place.

“Can you guide it into yourself?” he asked.

Graham took a sharp breath but nodded. Firming his grip on Ash’s cock, he scooted forward another few inches and lowered himself slowly, slowly down. His eyes slid closed and his mouth fell open as he did it, breaths coming quick and a whimper building in his throat.

Ash didn’t bother asking if it was good. He could feel the sheer overwhelming sensation coming from their bond. It was incredible. He’d never had the urge to bottom before, but apparently Graham enjoyed it quite a lot.

When his ass settled onto Ash’s thighs, he was trembling.

“Ash?”

“Yeah, babe?”

“Is it—Is this—”

Ash reached up and twined his hands behind Graham’s head, pulling him down for a kiss, which made him moan at the pull of the cock inside him. “This is perfect,” Ash whispered to him. “You’re perfect.”

Graham melted forward into him, raining kisses all over his face. He started to move his hips after a moment, minutely at first, then increasing in intensity and speed. Ash had never been so glad to be flat on his back. He just wanted to stay there like that, forever, with Graham riding his cock.

And Graham caught on fast. He watched Ash’s face carefully, and when he got a reaction, he repeated the motions again and again. Before long, his thighs were straining as he pushed up and down, almost too fast to follow. Ash started shoving his hips up with every down thrust, and Graham threw his head back, tiny sounds forcing their way out of his throat and spurring Ash on.

He grabbed Graham’s hips and thrust up harder. Graham cried out, and for half a second, Ash was afraid he’d gone too far. Then Graham’s whole body went tense and still, and his cock spurted between them, his whole body trembling against Ash.

His ass clenched down around Ash’s cock, and Ash followed seconds after him, vision going white and fireworks going off in his veins. He pulled Graham down next to him, face to face, holding him close.

He never wanted to let go.

When Ash woke in the morning, Graham’s gentle warmth had turned into a burning heat. He smelled more like sex than he had when they’d gone to bed, and frankly, that didn’t seem possible.

Graham whimpered in his sleep and hardly stirred at the knock on the door.

“Ash?” Gavin asked. “Really happy for you and all, but we’re going to be late to work.”

“Um, slight problem,” Ash answered, swallowing hard.

“Problem? Don’t tell me you’re like, doing that... thing.”

Ash rolled his eyes. Gavin could be such a prude sometimes. Ash had been raised that way too, but he wasn’t going to be cute with his brothers. Not about Graham. “No, we’re not knotted. But he’s, um. I think he’s in heat.”

Ash blinked at the string of angry words that came from the other side of the door. They didn’t seem to be aimed at him, but— “Okay, Ash,” Gavin said after a minute. “We’re gonna take care of the shop. I’ll make sure everyone clears out of the house for the day at least. You take care of him. The kitchen is stocked, so you should be all right.”

Of course that would be Gavin’s response. It was terrible timing and no warning, but Gavin would figure things out and take all responsibility for fixing any issues that came up. It was just who he was.

“Thanks, Gavin,” he whispered.

He could hear the smile in Gavin’s voice when he answered, “Easy for you to say.” Then, as he headed up the stairs, “Call if you need anything.”

19

Despacito

Graham was freezing. Fortunately, he was curled up against the warmest, softest thing ever.

As much as he didn’t want to, he finally peeled his eyes open, and found, unsurprisingly, it was Ash. Ash, looking down at him with sparkling eyes. “Morning,” he whispered. “You should get some water in you before this gets worse.”

“Before—” He didn’t even get a chance to ask what Ash was talking about before the annoying crampy feeling hit him.

Oh. Oh ancestors, how embarrassing.

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