a tone that came naturally. His inner alpha knew what his mate needed, and it reared up, ready to go, his feral nature evident not just in his tone but in that throb of an impending knot, in the lengthening of his fangs and claws. Hair bristled all over his body.
He restrained the urge to go full-wolf. Jack Henry needed him in human form. He could smell how much Jack Henry needed him—how ripe and wet he was. Slick dribbled out of his ass, running down his inner thighs as he churned his hips, gyrating his ass in a tempting display of lusty readiness. Jasper gave that tempting ass a sharp slap, and Jack Henry moaned, definitely all the way gone. Thank goodness Jasper had come home early. He couldn’t believe Saul and Elias had left Jack Henry like this so they could run a trivial errand. Knot or no knot, they could’ve helped.
Jasper fed his cock smoothly between the slick globes of Jack Henry’s ass, letting the warmth of Jack Henry’s channel draw him in until he was nestled between his wriggling cheeks.
“I’m going to go hard,” he warned, relishing this brief moment of anticipation before it began. “I think you need it.”
Jack Henry whimpered something that sounded like alpha as Jasper lost his ability to think rationally. The scent and sounds of his mate pulled the wolf right out of him. He went as hard as he’d said he would, ramming into Jack Henry over and over, trying to hold back his orgasm because there was only one of him tonight—no one to hand Jack Henry off to once he shot his load—but his knot grew despite his earnest attempts to stop it, becoming too big to move easily in and out of Jack Henry’s ass. It caught on Jack Henry’s rim with every thrust, sending blinding bursts of pleasure through them both.
Jack Henry convulsed, and Jasper smelled the sharp tang of come hitting the seafoam green comforter. A momentary flash of humor broke through his sex haze as he imagined how annoyed Saul would be at having to clean the comforter and his own attempt to explain why he couldn’t have spent thirty seconds taking it off.
But humor was another casualty of lust. Jack Henry’s orgasm was only the first of who-knew-how-many Jasper needed to wring out of him, so he persisted, working in short but aggressive thrusts to milk Jack Henry’s prostate. His claws bored holes in Jack Henry’s hips as Jack Henry howled, nearly feral himself. In fact, the back of his neck wasn’t just sweaty. It was furry.
Jasper tried to say something—to warn him he might be shifting—but the only thing that came out was a howl to match Jack Henry’s. He was shifting himself. He couldn’t hold back either his shift or his orgasm. The wolf in him was too strong, and it was calling to Jack Henry’s wolf, ordering it to join him. They were both on all fours now, Jasper rutting, in thrall to his hormones, Jack Henry bucking, equally in thrall, the two of them snarling and grunting as Jack Henry came again.
Instinctively, Jasper went for his neck. He sank his fangs into the place where he’d bitten Jack Henry the first night, reopening a wound that had long since healed. The salty warmth of blood filled his mouth, taking the last of his human with it. He came, his knot pulsing in vehement throbs as it filled Jack Henry with a veritable flood of semen. Dimly, Jasper was aware that he was a wolf now, and that Jack Henry was too. Two wolves, locked in lust, on a sea of green.
SAUL
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“You’re sure you don’t want me to go inside with you?” Elias asked.
Saul shook his head. That was why he’d had Elias drive him and why he hadn’t told anyone else where they were going. Jasper would’ve wanted to handle this himself, and Jack Henry would’ve suggested letting the police handle it. Saul loved knowing his mates had his back—and he wasn’t insensible to the danger of confronting his father—but this was a job he had to do himself.
His father. His mother. His fight.
He reached for the door handle, but Elias stopped him. “Gimme a kiss.”
Saul leaned in to give it to him, then let his forehead rest against Elias’s for a moment after their lips separated. Elias was so smart. The kiss settled his stomach, grounded him in the bond.
“Love you,” Elias murmured. “And I have faith in