Huntsman - Morgan Brice Page 0,70

intention of backing off now.

Russ stuck close but let Liam make it to the bathroom on his own. He walked into the steamy room and paused to look at the big tub.

“Wow. You weren’t kidding.” When he had been at Russ’s house before, the curtain had been drawn, so Liam hadn’t noticed the jacuzzi that was definitely big enough for two.

“We put in the biggest one they had when we remodeled, since if you hadn’t noticed, Drew and I aren’t exactly small,” Russ said. He nodded toward a door on the other side of the spacious bathroom. “Since it was too expensive and difficult to do two tubs, we decided to just make it a shared bathroom, first come, first bathed.”

Liam sniffed the air, picking up a fresh, clean scent he couldn’t quite place. “What do I smell?”

“Epsom salts,” Russ replied. “I’ve come home from a lot of fires with pulled muscles. Ty’s mother recommended them. It helps with soreness, and uh, it makes the water feel nice,” he added, cheeks coloring a bit.

“Sounds wonderful.” Liam wasn’t about to tease his wolf for some necessary pampering.

Russ got into the tub first, then settled down and spread his legs. “I think we’ll fit better like this. Come on in. The water’s just right.”

Liam felt a little shy as he climbed in and then nestled against Russ. The water was just hot enough to be soothing without scalding his balls, a delicate balance. He scooted back and felt his ass grind against Russ’s half-hard cock.

“Just relax,” Russ coaxed. He dipped his hands in the water, then brought them up, warm and slick, to gently work the knots out of Liam’s shoulders. Liam leaned into Russ’s hands, closing his eyes and enjoying the connection.

“Have you ever gotten a massage?” Russ asked, never losing his rhythm.

Liam moaned in response. The pressure hurt, but in the best sort of way, and Russ hadn’t even gotten to his sore back.

“Always wanted to. Didn’t have the money. You…do that really well.”

“I messed up my back at the garage trying to lift something that was too heavy,” Russ replied as he worked his way over Liam’s shoulder blades. Liam wriggled a little from side to side when the pressure got intense.

“I froze up. Almost couldn’t move,” Russ went on. “They gave me some pain meds and a muscle relaxant, but that didn’t work, so they sent me for physical therapy. Some of which turned out to be massage. Got me out of pain and back on my feet pretty fast. Been a believer ever since.”

Liam tried to pay attention, but the combination of the hot water and Russ’s hands put him in a state of utter bliss.

Mate. Must have our mate, his fox demanded.

Wait your turn.

“Now let’s get your hair clean,” Russ said. Liam ducked down and came up completely soaked. Russ did the same a moment later. They took turns working the aromatic herbal shampoo through each other’s hair, massaging the scalp beneath, and then sank into the water to rinse away the soap.

Liam shimmied his ass against Russ’s hard cock. His own had firmed up, getting on board with the program. “That feels good…but having you fuck me would feel better.”

“Mmmm,” Russ growled against Liam’s ear. “Too hard on your back. How about you fuck me?”

Liam almost turned all the way around at that. He had wondered whether Russ would insist on topping. Liam didn’t mind being a bottom, but he preferred to switch. “You’d do that?”

Russ stroked Liam’s hair and his face. “Of course. No matter how we do it, it’s gonna be good.”

Russ gently turned Liam so that their positions were reversed, and Russ straddled his lap. He slid a hand between them, wrapping it around both their stiff cocks, giving them both a few tugs.

“Don’t want to come like that,” Liam groaned. “Want to be in you.”

“Then let’s finish here, and take this to the bedroom. Probably easier on your back anyhow.” Russ helped him out of the deep tub and rubbed him down with a wonderfully big, thick bath sheet. Apparently wolves indulged in some of the finer things when it came to making a comfortable den.

The hot bath loosened Liam’s muscles enough that he protested being scooped up again and insisted on walking to the bedroom to stretch a bit. They were both still naked, wonderfully warm, and smelling of the shampoo and soap Liam had come to associate with “pack” and “mate.”

“Stretch out, face down, and I’ll finish that massage,”