STORY EXCERPT

He’d been asked question after question for hours. The men with the clipboards wanted to know if he was actually a human who’d had a sex change but had left some bits behind.

No and no. He was an omega werewolf, and he didn’t ever have a sex change, it was just something that could happen to omegas.

They’d made him shift into his wolf shape so they could see for sure if he was male or female there.

That had been awkward.

And now, he just knew that though the other omegas in here were being tested, it was Todd they were looking at. They wanted to see how much he could take, how far he would let this go before he lost his damned mind.

Denying him water meant denying the pup water, after all.

Or maybe they were studying the pack’s reactions. Todd would get his water, but then every other omega would offer him the last small mouthful out of their paper cups as the day went on, trying to keep him hydrated because he was pregnant.

It was nice of them, sweet and protective, and no one did this better than Todd and his cousin Colten.

He just wished that whoever was in charge would come to whatever conclusion they were searching for already and let him have a real drink. He was so damned thirsty.

And if he was thirsty, that had to mean that everyone else around him was dehydrated even more.

“Feel better?” Joey asked.

Todd nodded, though the paper cups were comically small. This one was about the size of an old school teacup. Probably smaller than that.

“Where did you get that?”

Joey grinned at him. “Sympathy. I’m a human here, right? All I did was bitch and complain enough about my human rights and whatever, and someone brought me a water.”

“They won’t make that mistake again,” Todd said.

The smile melted off Joey’s face. “Yeah, probably. But hey, I’ve been working on some great revenge plans,” he said, sitting on the floor with his back against the cot Todd was lying down on.

Todd couldn’t help but smile at the way his friend tried to take his mind off the horribly shitty situation they were in.

“Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“We could always piss on them.”

A laugh burst out of Todd’s mouth. “What?”

Joey angled his head and grinned back at him. “I know, right? It’s amazing. They make us piss in those buckets over there so they can test our water and shit. Why not just rip off the lids and throw the buckets at the next person who comes in. That would be amazing. For us. Not whatever poor asshole comes in here to clean up.”

Todd laughed out loud. Even with his lack of energy, how hungry and tired and thirsty he was, he laughed. “You’re disgusting,” he said, trying not to cry with how funny it was. He needed to keep as much moisture inside of him as he possibly could.

“It would be too funny. I think I can get Colton to agree, but he’s on the fence, so you’ll need to help me point him in the right direction for this.”

Todd sighed and relaxed into the cot. He just wanted to sleep. He couldn’t even explain why he felt so damned weak.

“Just make sure I’m awake for when you do it. I might want to see that. Not sure I’d want to smell it, though.”

“Hmm,” Joey said.

Todd must’ve dozed off a little, because he was sure that Joey had been talking to him about one thing, but then he was suddenly talking about another, and it felt as though time had gone by.

“Colten’s been getting tired lately, too. I swear I think they’re putting something in the food.”

“Or the water,” Todd said, rubbing his eyes.

Joey glanced back at him. “Did you fall asleep?”

“I think so,” Todd replied. He was still insanely tired. He wondered if this was something that the scientists were watching as well. If they were keeping track of what was happening with Todd’s body, with all of them.

The humans were torn between awe, jealousy, and fear of the werewolves, that they didn’t know whether or not to exterminate them, or study them to find out any and all possible weaknesses.

Todd wanted to sleep. He wanted to sleep for fifteen hours a day lately, and that meant that something was definitely wrong with him.

He was tired and weak, but he was still able to see all the worry in Joey’s face as he stared down at Todd. Like he thought Todd was about to die on him or something.

Then red lights flashed through the cell where all the omegas were being kept. Everyone looked up at the emergency lights, and some covered their ears against the loud siren that followed.

“A rescue?” Joey asked.

Even with all the noise and confused chatter, absolutely everyone heard the way the door to their cell banged. Again and again, until the metal started to cave inward.

People backed away from the door while others cheered and called out for help, that they were in here and to please not give up and get the door open.

Todd watched the door, his eyelids so damned heavy he could barely keep them open. His father? Or was it the alpha of the pack? Todd’s parents? Was it their rescue?

Then the door smashed right off its hinges, and there were two men standing in the doorway that Todd had never before seen in his life.

One of them, a handsome man with black hair that was slicked down his neck and a jagged scar on his cheek, scanned his black eyes among the many omegas in the room, and then those demon-like eyes landed on him, and he shivered.

ADULT EXCERPT

And all the while, Max’s own pleasure rose. His cock pulsed in time with the movements of his mouth. He hollowed his cheeks and swirled his tongue around the shaft of Todd’s cock before coming back up to give special attention to the head of his prick.

Todd reached down and put his hands into Max’s hair. He could honestly say that he’d never liked it whenever anyone else touched his hair like this, but now that Todd had done it a couple of times, he had to admit that he liked it. He liked it a lot.

Was it only because he and Todd were mates? Was that the only reason why he enjoyed that touch so much? That he enjoyed the gentle scratch of Todd’s fingernails against his scalp as he went down on him like this?

He didn’t care if the mating was clouding his judgment, making him think things that weren’t real or not. This felt real enough, and the mating made it real for him.

Max couldn’t contain the pleasure that was building within himself now. His cock pulsed and was to the point now where he was in pain. He had to bring one of his hands back down and stroke his palm over the bulge under his pants.

Instead of offering some margin of relief, it made the pleasure heighten, and he moaned.

Which, of course, brought another shuddering reaction out of Todd. He came, and Max moaned again as he swallowed all of it down. He wanted it. This was what the mating was. Taking Todd inside of himself just as much as he was going to be inside of Todd.

And in that moment, he needed to be inside him. He swallowed every drop that Todd gave to him before he pulled back. “On your hands and knees. Right now,” he said, his voice on the raspy side after what he’d just done.

Didn’t matter. None of it mattered but getting his mate where he needed him to be.

Todd didn’t argue though he was a little on the wobbly side as he moved to do as he was told. The man panted, and his eyes were glazed as he rolled over and pushed himself up onto his hands and knees.

That’s what he wanted. That was exactly what Max needed, and he groaned as he pushed down the joggers he was wearing, freeing his hard cock from what had felt like a small prison only a second ago.

“This won’t take long,” Max warned. He was too far-gone and there would likely be no more pleasure for Todd in this.

At least he’d already come.

“I don’t care, just do it,” Todd said with a shake of his head, and he looked over his shoulder at Max, his expression that of desperation. Even though he’d just had an orgasm, he looked as though he would suffer if he couldn’t get what he needed right when he needed it.

Still? Even though Max had already brought him off, his body still needed this?

That worked out nicely for Max, as did the sight of Todd’s exposed pucker.

Fuck! Where was the lube?

He searched around for it and found it in a fold of the sheets not too far away. He scrambled to pour some of it onto his hand before stroking his cock with it. He and Todd had just fucked not too long ago, so he was counting on the fact that Todd might not need to be prepped again so soon.

He pushed the head of his prick forward against the man’s asshole. Todd hissed a little when Max’s cock head popped through that tight ring.

It was doable, but barely. Max groaned. His body curled over and around Todd’s back. He held his arms around the man’s waist, pressing his chest to Todd’s back, his mouth finding the shell of Todd’s ear, his throat, and his shoulder as he canted his hips forward, hard and fast.

“Oh, fuck, that’s it. Keep going like that. Just like that,” Todd said, moaning through the pleasure of it.

Was he...? Max reached down between them, and he found Todd’s cock hard again. Holy shit. Being mated was going to be awesome if it meant their orgasms would be as limitless as this. Had he known that being mated would be this amazing, he might’ve gone on the search for his mate a lot sooner.

Max couldn’t stop himself. He sped up. He wanted to fuck Todd all the way across the bed and put his seed deep inside of him so that everyone would be able to smell who it was that Todd belonged to.

Todd moaned and pushed back against him, clenching his asshole around Max’s cock.

Max had been right. He wasn’t going to last too long. He’d teased himself enough with that blowjob he’d given to Todd, and he came hard and fast inside his mate.

The satisfaction of the orgasm, along with coming inside of his mate again did something to the creature inside him. There was an almost animalistic purr, though not quite. He wasn’t a cat, after all, but it was still there. A rumble of approval as Max sated himself.

Todd’s cock jumped in Max’s hand when he curled his fingers around the smaller man’s dick, but there wasn’t nearly as much cum as Max had produced.

It seemed their bodies could run out. What would happen if they were still this desperate to have each other, if they were still rabid like horny rabbits, and there was nothing left for them to give? Would they suffer with a lust that they could not satiate? Or would their bodies continue to produce so long as they left alone for a couple of hours between rounds?