STORY EXCERPT 

Chauncey placed his hands on his hips as he stood in the middle of Santiago’s Cycles, his eyes feasting on the Harley Davidson Night Rod Special that was sitting on the showroom floor. He’d never seen a motorcycle that was blacked out before. Hell, even the engine was black. The damn thing was sweet.

He walked around the entire bike as his eyes drank it in. It was beautiful, utterly amazing. It even had a double-barrel exhaust. Chauncey could die a happy man right now.

“She is a beaut,” Law Santiago said as he rested his arm on Chauncey’s shoulder. “She’s on sale, too. We just got it in. As you can see, it’s a Harley Night Rod Special. It has a fat rear tire, low-rise handlebars, tenth anniversary badge, and a streamlined front end.”

The sight of the hog was giving Chauncey a raging hard-on. He knew how to ride, but he’d never owned a brand spanking new one before. The color alone was driving him nuts. He knew he should have kept walking by the shop.

“And we have financing,” Law said. “The payments would be so low, you’d hardly miss it out of your account.”

Chauncey snorted. “Dude, I’d know if a penny was missing.”

Law’s brow rose as the side of his mouth twisted into a smile. “That tight?”

Chauncey chuckled. “I can squeeze a dollar until the eagle shits.”

“Dayam.” Law laughed as he crossed the showcase floor over to the area where every accessory imaginable was sold. “I’ll tell you what. If you get the hog, I’ll throw in a double-stitched leather jacket for half off.”

Okay, Chauncey’s cock was officially about to explode. Law was making it damn near impossible to say no. He circled around the bike once more before looking over at the wolf. “I don’t think even you carry my size.”

Law pulled the largest jacket from the rack and then walked over to Chauncey, handing it to him. “That’s a three X. If you need bigger, it can be ordered.”

Chauncey took the offered leather, slipping it on and over his shoulders. Hell if it didn’t feel good wrapped around his body. He ran his hands over the butter-smooth leather as he grinned at Law. “You drive a hard bargain, my man.”

Law shrugged as he threw a leg over the bike and sat down. Chauncey was about to have an orgasm overload. “Pack has to look out for each other. Tell me what you can give as a down payment, and I’ll work out a reasonable payment plan for you.”

Chauncey eyed the black-and-red motorcycle once more before nodding. “Let’s talk turkey, wolf.”

Law laughed as he rose from the bike. “Let’s talk turkey, bear.”

Chauncey gave the bike one more longing look before following Law to the back office. Tryck came into the office, leaning against the doorframe, wiping his hands on a rag. “My brother treating you right?”

“Any better and I’d mate him.” Chauncey laughed.

“No thanks, bear. I already have a mate.” Law smiled at him and then pulled a folder from a drawer in the filing cabinet. “I think Josh would kick both our asses if you even tried.”

“I’d pay to see that.” Tryck laughed as he walked away.

After haggling over price and payments, Chauncey was the proud new owner of a Harley Night Rod. Okay, it was official. Chauncey was going to mate the damn bike. He nearly drooled when Law handed over the keys. “I’ll send off for your paperwork. But you can drive the beaut home today.”

Chauncey practically ran back to the showroom and sat on the bike, feeling the wind through his hair already. “Nothing more I’d love, but I drove into town. I’ll have my twin, Chance, ride in with me later to pick it up.”

“We’re open until seven,” Law said as he walked with Chauncey to the front door. “And if you miss us, we open tomorrow at nine.”

There was no fucking way Chauncey was missing coming back for his bike. He’d had to be knocked out cold, and maybe in a coma, not to haul ass back here. “Gotcha,” he said as he pulled the door open, taking one last look at the bike.

Fuck, he was hard again.

He chuckled as he walked to his truck, his cock finally easing up. Just as his hand reached for the door handle, someone shouted his name. Chauncey’s dick got hard all over again as he saw Curtis standing in the doorway of the resource center. He grinned from ear to ear as he looked at his hot little mate. Could he mate the bike and Curtis?

He glanced around quickly, wondering where Curtis’s dads were. They had given him hell about wanting to claim Curtis, stating that their son wasn’t ready for a shifter’s life. Chauncey wanted to argue the point, but that wouldn’t win over Curtis’s dads. He decided to take it slowly and see if he couldn’t sway them. If he couldn’t, Chauncey was going to snatch his mate and head for the hills.

“Hey, sexy,” Chauncey said in the deepest voice he could muster up.

Curtis blushed as he waved for Chauncey to come over. He walked around his truck, strutting was more like it. He was peacocking and he knew it. Chauncey knew Curtis loved a big, mountainous man, and Chauncey was playing every bit the part. This would be the first time he’d been alone with his mate. He could feel his palms sweating as he entered the center. Just because he was over six foot five didn’t mean he didn’t feel nervous, especially around someone so damn hot.

Shock took over as Curtis threw himself into Chauncey’s arms as soon as he walked into the building. The shock didn’t last long as he pulled his mate off of his feet, getting his first taste as he kissed him like a dying man.  

ADULT EXCERPT 

Chauncey chuckled, his chest rumbling as he nipped Curtis’s ear. “Slow down, hon.”

Curtis wanted to pout. He didn’t want to slow down. It was feeling fantastic. He wasn’t sure what he had been so afraid—“Oh hell,” Curtis yelped when his mate added another finger. Damn that was tight. It was such a full feeling that Curtis had to lay his head down on his mate’s chest and take deep breaths.

Chauncey left his fingers inside of Curtis, but didn’t move them. Curtis curled his fingers in his mate’s shirt as he rode through the pain. His mate had some huge fingers, and Curtis wasn’t used to being filled with them. He could feel the stretch and burn, feel it to his toes.

He blew out again and then rocked back, groaning as Chauncey’s fingers grazed over his prostate. His cock jerked, pre-cum shooting out. Curtis cried out as Chauncey moved his fingers, his seed erupting in his pants.

“God, you’re hot, babe.” Chauncey growled and then took his lips in a savage kiss. Curtis whimpered into Chauncey’s mouth, electrifying currents coursing through his body. Chauncey kissed him through his orgasm, his other hand rubbing up and down his back. “That’s it, babe, give it to me.”

Curtis shivered and then rested against his mate’s strong shoulder, feeling boneless and sated. That was when Chauncey laid him down onto his back. Curtis glanced up, seeing nothing but love in his mate’s gray eyes. He smiled, feeling embarrassed that he had come in his pants. Chauncey winked down at him as he removed Curtis’s shoes and then unsnapped his pants. Curtis’s stomach quivered as he felt Chauncey’s fingers graze his skin.

He lifted his hips, allowing his mate to remove his jeans. Curtis blushed. This was his first time being naked in front of someone else. It was exciting and scary. He fisted his hands at his side to stop himself from covering his groin.

“Beautiful,” Chauncey whispered as he ran his fingers over Curtis’s skin. The tips of his fingers played over Curtis’s cock, bringing it back to semi-life. Curtis spread his legs a little wider, biting his bottom lip as he gazed up at his mate. “I’m gonna take my clothes off.”

Curtis nodded as he watched Chauncey slowly undress. A golden masterpiece was revealed to him. Curtis’s hands itched to run them over the massive expanse of muscles revealed to him. Chauncey was the perfect embodiment of what a mountainous man should look like. He was afraid to lower his eyes. Curtis wasn’t sure he wanted to see what was about to enter his body.

“Look at me, babe.”

Curtis slowly, hesitantly, lowered his eyes, seeing Chauncey’s large fingers wrapped around his cock. Hell! He had been right. It was a damn python. Chauncey crawled up onto the bed, hovering over Curtis as he removed Curtis’s shirt, his hands spanning over Curtis’s less-than-manly chest. He felt so small lying under such a large and dominant male. Chauncey had the power to hurt him, but Curtis knew his bear was as gentle as a lamb when it came to him. Chauncey locked eyes with his as he scooted down the bed, licking at Curtis’s half-hard cock, his fingers tracing around Curtis’s tight entrance.

Curtis’s head rolled back as he arched his back, getting his first blowjob. His knees shook as Chauncey’s tongue played with his shaft. He unfisted his hands and ran them over Chauncey’s head, praying his mate didn’t stop anytime soon. He gasped when Chauncey took his cock all the way in, and at the same time, slid his fingers into Curtis’s ass.

“Chauncey,” he groaned his mate’s name as Chauncey stretched him. Waves of ecstasy throbbed through him as his mate sucked him in and out of his mouth. Curtis was fully hard now, whimpering for another release. He groaned when Chauncey let go of his cock. He knew what was next, and his body almost shook apart.

“Relax, babe. Slow, remember?”

“Yes,” he replied.

“I want you on your hands and knees for your first time. It’ll be a lot easier for you.”

Curtis didn’t want to. He wanted to stay on his back, but Chauncey was the experienced one. He would know. Curtis rolled over when his mate moved out of his way. He felt exposed, vulnerable in this position. His ass was sticking out in the air for Chauncey’s inspection. He swallowed hard as he waited for Chauncey to claim him.

His arms shook when he felt something much larger at his entrance. His slammed his eyes closed, waiting for Chauncey to enter him.

A dry hand spanned over his back. “You have to try and relax, babe.”

Curtis nodded, letting out a whoosh of air from his lungs that he had been holding in. He bit into his bottom lip when he felt his bear finally breach him. Curtis’s fingers curled into the blanket as Chauncey slowly inched his way in. His hands never stopped skimming over Curtis’s skin, helping him relax a little bit at a time. Curtis curled his back in as he needed desperately more than the first touch.

As Chauncey finally bottomed out, Curtis couldn’t help the cry of ecstasy that left his lips. Chauncey had made good on his promise. He had taken it slow and showed Curtis another realm to his world. “Please,” he begged as Chauncey stilled.

“Not yet. Let your body adjust to mine, Curtis. I won’t rush this.”

“Rush, yes, rush,” Curtis begged between clenched teeth. He wasn’t sure what was going on with his body, but he felt like he was free-falling, tumbling through the unknown as Chauncey knelt behind him. His body had a mind of its own, trying to take Curtis somewhere unfamiliar.

Chauncey chuckled as he gave Curtis’s ass a slight tap. “No rushing.”

Curtis groaned.