Being a bobcat shifter in a pack full of wolves, and gay on top of that, made Xavier feel as though he doesn't belong. To make matters worse he wants the future alpha of the pack, Arsen. But Arsen is arranged to marry a female wolf. Xav didn't think Arsen was gay, but that all changes when they find each other alone, and realize they are mates.
Arsen is next in line to lead his pack, and is supposed to be mated to a female, but only desires Xav, the bobcat shifter that keeps to himself. One night at a party feral cravings ignite in both of them. Arsen realizes Xavier is his, and will not let anyone or anything stand in his way of claiming him. But not everyone is happy with the future alpha being mated to a bobcat, or a male at that.
Be Warned: m/m sex, spanking, rimming, knotting
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“You have no idea how many times I thought about spreading your ass and licking your hole.” The air left Xav in a whoosh, and he closed his eyes at the first feel of Arsen sliding his mouth back and forth along his lower back.
“Ugh.” Xav strained and tensed when Arsen grabbed his balls in one large hand and rolled them in his palm. After several agony and ecstasy filled seconds of Arsen toying with him, his mate let go of his balls and gripped his shaft. Up and down he stroked the length, making him harder and slicker at the tip. He ran the pad of his thumb over the slit at the crown of his dick, spread his pre-cum around until Xav was grunting in pleasure, and then moved his face down lower so his warm breath was now right on his nuts. A strangled groan left him when the wolf lapped at the weights, sucked them into his mouth, and then let them go with a resounding pop. Xav’s bobcat was right at the surface, purring and clawing, hissing and rubbing up against his skin in hopes of coming out. He wanted to take the wolf and show him that he was also an alpha, but Xav liked what was happening too much, and relinquishing power felt fucking exquisite.
“Christ, your fucking skin is salty and sweet.” Arsen covered Xav’s back with his chest and whispered harshly in his ear, “And I am so damn hard I could drive nails through steel right now.”
“Just do it already.” Xav looked over his shoulder, pressed his ass into Arsen’s cock, and bared his teeth at his mate. “Fuck me, wolf.” Arsen grabbed the back of his neck, and curled his fingers into his flesh until a sting of pain lanced through Xav. He leaned in close so they were nose-to-nose and bared his own teeth. Arsen was already losing control, and that was evident by the canines that he flashed Xav’s way.
“Watch it, mate. I’m barely holding on as it is.” He lapped at the seam of Xav’s lips.
“I’m also barely fucking holding on. So if you’re going to fuck me, then do it.” Arsen gave a low growl in response, tightened his fingers into his nape, but finally leaned back.
“I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready to. Right now what I want to do requires my mouth and not my fucking cock.
