With Caution: With or Without, Book 2 (10 page)

The hard thump of Jake’s heart pulsed against Remi’s palm. His teeth dropped and his hand clenched against the thin cotton of Jake’s shirt. The helmet thudded to the ground, followed by the elastic band Remi had taken out of his hair, and he clutched at Jake with his other hand. It was now or never. “Yes.”

Groaning, Jake leaned forward and slanted his mouth over Remi’s. His tongue demanded entrance while he ran his hands over Remi’s chest and down his arms.

“Mmm…” It was like drowning, scary but at the same time there was no use struggling. His own feelings made it hopeless to resist. Arching into the touch felt like the most natural thing in the world to do.

Catching Remi’s hands, Jake placed them by Remi’s sides against the door. He pulled away from Remi’s lips, his breath coming faster. “Keep them there.”

A jolt of desire shot through Remi. The command brought back the memory of last night’s fantasy. Closing his eyes, Remi waited…anticipating. His stomach tautened, making his jeans gap open a little. His hard cock strained against his jock and jeans.

Kissing his way down Remi’s neck, Jake palmed Remi’s erection, making it grow even harder.

Remi moaned and opened his eyes, surprised at how great it felt to give in.

The heat of Jake’s lips raised goose bumps on his arms. A shiver raced down his spine, nearly buckling his knees. Not only
could
he do this, he was damn close to begging for it.

“You like that?” Jake mumbled against his throat.

Nodding, Remi pressed his neck closer. He wanted Jake to bite him. He had no idea where the strange urge came from but it shocked him. Pain had never been his thing, but his senses argued with him that it would be more pleasurable than painful. But much to Remi’s regret, with one last kiss, Jake drew back.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Remi.” Jake squeezed Remi’s cock through his jeans.

“You would never hurt me.” It was the one thing Remi had a hundred percent confidence in.

“Mmm…” Jake unfastened and parted Remi’s jeans. When he got the denim past Remi’s thighs, he dropped to his knees and buried his face against Remi’s dark green jock. Opening his mouth, Jake sucked the shaft of Remi’s cock through the cotton.

Remi’s hip bucked and he moaned. He barely wrapped his brain around what was happening before Jake tugged the jock aside, baring his balls and prick.

After licking up to the tip of Remi’s cock, Jake closed his mouth over the head. God, had anything ever felt so good? Remi’s hands dug for purchase on the wood door, but he didn’t move them. Jake had told him not to. And why did the idea of Jake commanding him not to move his hands make Remi’s cock flex and leak precome?

Slipping down further, Jake caressed Remi’s shaft with his tongue and sucked softly.

Remi gasped and clenched his ass cheeks together. “Jake…”

“Be still, pup, and don’t come.” Jake held Remi’s hips against the door in an almost bruising grip. His gaze darted back up to Remi then he took Remi’s cock between his lips again.

“Okay.” Staying motionless, Remi fought the urge to squirm. Only his thighs tensed occasionally. He wanted to please Jake as much as Jake was pleasing him. Remi’s stomach muscles contracted and he whimpered, making mewling sounds in his throat. The urge to thrust overwhelmed him. It was like trying not to breathe.

Jake stopped pressing Remi’s hips against the smooth wood and one hand disappeared entirely.

When Remi felt the finger slide into Jake’s mouth alongside Remi’s cock, he knew what was coming and was a little intimidated. His faith in Jake, accompanied with his curiosity and his heightened arousal, outweighed the hesitancy though.

Slipping a finger behind Remi’s balls, Jake pressed against his hole. He sucked harder as he pushed inside.

Even with the resolve to let it happen, Remi tensed up. It stung a bit.

Jake kept swallowing his cock and kept his finger stationary, barely inside. It didn’t take long for Remi to get used to the feeling. In no time he was pushing himself back on that finger. It was incredible. At first, the finger fucking his ass pulled him back from the brink of orgasm that Jake’s talented mouth was edging him closer to, but eventually it added to the sensation. Once Remi got used to it and started to enjoy himself, Jake added a finger, throwing him off balance.

He was nearly out of his head with pleasure by the time Jake had three fingers inside him. Then Jake found his prostate.

It was like nothing Remi had ever felt. The closest he could come to describing it was like a jolt of lightning—it was shocking and tingly and—fucking hell, he was going to come. “No, stop, please. I want you to fuck me.” Voicing his need felt like a weight was lifted off his shoulders.

Jake withdrew his fingers and mouth. Standing, he kissed Remi hard on the mouth. “Come on.” He walked down the hall, and the smell of his arousal drifted back toward Remi.

Mmm, musky male and a fresh woodsy essence. That was becoming Remi’s favorite scent in a hurry.

Grabbing his pants, Remi hitched them up enough to walk and followed. In his haste to catch his mate, he barely registered the rustic surroundings, but the breeze caressing his saliva-soaked prick had his undivided attention. His cock was so damn hard he was beginning to ache.

When he reached the bedroom, Jake sat on the edge of the bed and pulled off his shoes. Joining him, Remi sat and took his off as well. Neither of them said a word, but the tension and arousal was so heavy it was nearly suffocating.

Standing, Jake shucked his pants and ripped his shirt over his head. When he turned Remi saw the gleaming drop of precome on the tip of his cock and got the sudden overwhelming urge to lick it off. His mouth watered, remembering how good Jake tasted. That had surprised him, he’d sampled his own come before but it was nothing like Jake’s.

Kneeling between Remi’s thighs, Jake caught the back of Remi’s neck with one hand and his own cock with the other. He covered Remi’s mouth and stroked his own prick.

Remi whimpered into his mouth, mashing their fangs against their lips, and covered Jake’s hand with his own. “Please, fuck me…”

Growling, Jake let go and stood. Together they got Remi’s pants and jock the rest of the way off, then his shirt. For several seconds Jake stared into Remi’s eyes. “Are you sure?”

Remi nodded, biting back a moan. He was positive. He had to know what it felt like to have sex with a man.

Jake dug into the nightstand beside the bed and took out a bottle of lube. He coated his cock with the lube and stroked up and down. “Get in the middle of the bed. On your back.”

Remi shivered at the deep commanding voice and moved to do Jake’s bidding. He was dying to feel his mate inside him. Jake’s fingers had felt so good stroking over his prostate.

His ass actually clenched and unclenched, begging for Jake’s cock. He wanted this so bad, he couldn’t deny it any longer.

Jake climbed onto the bed between his legs. He fumbled with the bottle, and lube slid down the crack of Remi’s ass. It was cold, but Jake’s finger followed the trail, circled Remi’s hole and warmed it up.

“Please.” He quivered with anticipation. God, he was going to lose his mind if he didn’t come soon.

Jake’s finger retreated then the head of his cock pressed against Remi’s hole.

After hesitating for a second, Jake slowly pressed in.

Oh, that was different. Really, really different. It burned. Remi bit his lip, his cock still hard as a fucking rock, but his teeth shrank and his eyes switched back to human vision for the first time in what felt like hours.

“Shhh, relax.” Jake’s other hand rubbed his stomach, before gripping Remi’s cock and squeezing.

Riiight.
That was way bigger than any goddamned finger! Remi blinked, trying to get his eyes to focus. Making himself loosen up, he pushed out. If he could just relax it would be good.

Jake pulled back a little, making the pain ease, and he continued to stroke Remi’s cock, distracting him from the foreign feeling.

Oh fuck yeah, that’s it.
Still damn big and not quite comfortable, but it didn’t hurt much now. Remi’s eyes shifted back, his teeth extended. Yeah, that was—

Jake thrust all the way in until his balls rested against Remi’s ass. When he drew back the next time, Remi came unglued.
Fuck
, out felt good. His balls grew even tighter and his cock felt like it was going to burst. Then Jake nailed his prostate.

“Oh my fucking God!”

Gripping his hips with both hands, Jake shoved into him again, his balls slapping against Remi. Jake didn’t stop. He kept pounding into Remi. Sweat dripped down his temples and his chest and arm muscles flexed with each movement.

Remi moaned, trying to push forward. The slap of skin was loud in the quiet room, or maybe it was his wolf hearing, he didn’t know but it sounded so fucking hot. His whole body quivered, threatening to explode.

Dropping forward, Jake braced himself on one hand beside Remi and reached for Remi’s cock with the other. He nuzzled his face against Remi’s cheek and matched the rhythm of his hips to his hand pumping Remi’s prick.

Oddly, the only thing Remi could think of was Jake’s face close to his neck. His skin tingled, almost itching. The hair on the back of his neck rose and he shivered. It was just like the night they kissed on the couch, but stronger. This time he was too far gone to hold back. “Bite me, oh fuck, please bite me.” He wanted Jake’s teeth on his neck, needed it.

Jake gasped and stiffened. Raising up, he gripped Remi’s hips again and thrust into him over and over, harder and harder. Letting out a deep rumbling groan, Jake shoved forward and came in Remi’s ass.

Every muscle in Remi’s body tensed. The prickle on the back of his neck raced down his spine. “Oh fuck.” Jake’s hand wrapped around his prick and tugged.

Remi writhed, his whole body on fire. He arched off the bed and came with his eyes wide open, staring into his mate’s.

“Mine.”
Jake held Remi’s gaze.

Remi nodded. “Yes.” Dropping his head back to the mattress, Remi felt like his whole world had tilted on its axis.

* * *

Jake hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but since the argument with Remi the other night he hadn’t been sleeping well. He’d only been awake now for a few minutes, but he couldn’t go back to sleep. It felt like his stomach was trying to chew its way out to look for food on its own.

Damn, Jake really didn’t want to get up. Remi was pressed up against him, snoring softly into his neck. The faint breath was both comforting and oddly arousing, but his stomach was beginning to growl louder than Remi’s snore.

Jake slid out of bed, being careful not to wake Remi, and grabbed his jeans. Tugging his pants on, Jake watched Remi roll over into the middle of the bed and get comfortable again. Apparently, Jake hadn’t been the only one not sleeping the last few nights if Remi’s state of unconsciousness was anything to go by.

Remi lay on his side, his hands pressed under his face and his right leg hiked up just enough to expose part of his muscled belly and the tip of his cock. He looked sexy as hell with his hair half covering his face. It gave him a just-fucked look. Jake’s cock twitched, threatening to get hard. Holy shit, he couldn’t believe he’d actually fucked Remi. More to the point, Remi had pretty much initiated it by showing up here and announcing they were mates.

Jake’s stomach rumbled again. He really didn’t want to leave the room. As ridiculous as it seemed, he was half afraid if he left, Remi might disappear. Jake groaned at himself, grasped the blanket at the foot of his bed and covered his mate with it.

Remi would likely be hungry when he woke, so Jake got out the stuff to make spaghetti and started cooking. He wanted to know what had happened to change Remi’s mind.

If he were honest with himself, he also felt a bit of apprehension. What if Remi woke up and freaked out again? Not like Jake could do much about it he supposed, but damn that would suck. After having Remi, it would be pure torture to go back to a platonic relationship and pretending they were only friends.

Jake took a deep breath and let it out as he turned the burner on under the hamburger meat. Underneath the smell of cooking meat, boiling noodles and tomato, the scent of Remi clung to his skin.
Mmmm, Remi and sex.
Damned if Jake’s eyes didn’t shift. It made him wonder if having made love to Remi was also going to make his body harder to control. Jake sure as hell hoped not. Judging from the mates he knew, it should make the attraction wane a bit, or at least make it easier to control. But if this afternoon was any indication, he might be in trouble.

He’d wanted so badly to bite into Remi’s neck and pin him in place with his teeth while he fucked him. He wanted to dominate Remi. It was overwhelming. Sheer willpower alone, which thankfully he had a ton of, let him pull away. The thought of how Remi would probably react to being bitten was sobering. It made his eyes shift back to normal.

“Mmm… What are you making?”

Oh, that was a good sign. Remi didn’t sound shaken up in the least, only a little sleepy. Jake smiled and glanced toward the kitchen door. “Spaghetti. You hungry?”

Remi shrugged and stretched, showing off lean muscles. He had only put on his jeans and the enticing trail of dark hair below his bellybutton came into view with his action. “I could eat. I gotta leave at three though. I promised Sterling I’d take him to see the new Harry Potter movie and it starts at three thirty.”