STORY EXCERPT

Someone knocked on the door. Did Kris and Noel forget something? It could be his potential mate. 

“The door’s open,” he yelled.

The bell on the top of the door jingled, and in came flying a cursing guy in his mid-twenties, lugging an enormous wheeled luggage with him. This guy matched the picture Leo sent him, but seeing Kip in person was so much better. Despite looking all sweaty and all huffy in his suit, Kip’s hair was more reddish than brown compared to his photos. Why Kip wore a suit, he didn’t understand. Did the guy just come from a meeting or something?

Then the strangest scent hit him, sweet, intoxicating, and alluring all at once. It certainly jolted his inner bear awake. He focused his gaze on Kip, particularly on the creamy skin on the side of Kip’s neck. Then Kip had to open his mouth and break the spell.

“Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to help with my luggage?”

He growled. “We dominant shifters don’t like to be ordered around, little wolf.”

Either way, Noah walked over to grab the handle of Kip’s massive luggage. Jesus. What did Kip bring with him, his entire closet? It was just one weekend. On closer examination, he realized everything Kip wore, from top to bottom—suit, shoes, and watch included—screamed expensive. Shit. This wasn’t what he imagined at all, but he couldn’t quite ignore Kip’s alluring scent.

Don’t judge, he told himself repeatedly, but what the hell? What was the agency thinking, sending him some city slicker, some spoiled Omega who clearly looked out of place in his dirty bar?

“Oh, I know. I dealt with dominant assholes my entire life,” Kip muttered. The Omega wolf, despite being shorter than him, had the gall to look around his bar, sniff, then glare at him. What was Kip hoping to do, glower at him and the bar would magically be more suited to his taste? 

Noah was certainly not liking this situation one bit.

“Well, aren’t you peachy,” he said. 

“Look, this isn’t a walk in the park for me either. I came all the way from Yellow City to this little dirt town in the middle of nowhere only to find myself in this horrible bar.”

His patience broke. With a growl, he shoved Kip to the closest wall and snarled into Kip’s face. Kip stared at him, biting on his lower lip. He scented fear, and fuck, despite all the Omega did to insult him, his bear didn’t like Kip being scared of them. What the hell was happening to him? 

Guys like Kip weren’t his type. Kip didn’t belong here, in Grove Hill. This Omega would be damn handful, he could already see that. Noah didn’t need any more complications in his life. That was why he used the agency, to avoid all the drama, but drama seemed to have walked into his door. More like Kip blew in like some kind of storm.

“This dirt town is the place my bear and I call home,” he said, culling his temper. “And the Ugly Dog is the only legacy my father left me. Don’t judge and turn your nose up at everything when you know nothing about me or this town. If you don’t like it or me, the door’s over there.”

This was it, he realized. Everything was all for nothing. Just great. He knew it was too good to be true.

Kip took deep breaths and, to his surprise, said in a soft voice, “I’m sorry.”

He blinked, releasing Kip. Now, he couldn’t look away from the curve of Kip’s lips, lips he wanted to kiss. With Kip so close, within touching distance, Kip’s unique scent wrapped around him. He wanted to push Kip against the wall again, take that mouth, tear at Kip’s expensive clothes, and unearth the slender body underneath. 

Would Kip’s skin be soft to the touch? Would Kip cry out so sweetly if Noah closed his hand over his prick, made him come, before sinking his own cock deep inside Kip’s tight little ass?

Fuck. Just a few minutes with Kip alone and he already entertained dirty thoughts about the Omega. He breathed in and out, reeled in his horny bear.

“It’s just been a very long week,” Kip added. “One day I was in my office in Singapore, the next I’m back here. It’s a little overwhelming.”

“Why did you sign up with the agency?” he asked. “Because believe me, Omega. You don’t belong here. I’m wondering if this will even work.”

“I know that,” Kip blurted. “It seems like we come from different worlds, doesn’t it? And yet, something’s preventing me from walking away.”

“Avoiding the question?” he asked, amused.

“What about you? Why did you go through the agency?” Kip demanded.

“I won’t tell you my reasons, unless you answer me first.” He smirked. Noah realized that, maybe, Kip possessed more deeper layers than he initially thought. Noah continued, “Let me tell you this. I don’t want you to leave either.”

Kip widened his eyes. Unlike his photo, Kip’s real eyes were a rich, chocolate brown, and now the irises had yellow flecks in them. That told him Kip was getting emotional, that he lost control of his wolf a little. He didn’t miss the smell of Kip’s arousal, mingling with his own.

He looked down, seeing the bulge in Kip’s jeans, quite aware he, too, sported his own erection. 

“W-why are you looking at my dick?” Kip asked.

Color appeared on Kip’s cheeks and neck, and fuck. Kip looked damn endearing. 

“Well, because I’m wondering how your prick will taste like, wrapped around my lips.”

ADULT EXCERPT

“Is that shower offer still on?” Kip asked. 

“Yeah but you’re wearing too many clothes.” Noah reached for the hem of Kip’s shirt. One jerk and fabric tore. Underneath, Kip only wore a pair of white boxers with repeated cartoon French bulldogs printed on them. Kip blushed, looking down at his underwear. He should have worn something more comfortable and adult-like. Too late for that. 

“Very cute,” Noah said. “I heartily approve.”

That was unexpected. Then again, Noah seemed to have a tendency of constantly surprising him. Before Kip could say anything else, Noah grabbed his arm and started leading him to the bathroom. Kip certainly didn’t protest. Hell, he nearly blew his load from one kiss. That was just how lethal Noah was, but for once in his life, Kip wasn’t running away.

“Bottoms, I want that gone,” Noah demanded once they were in the tiny bathroom. 

Fearing Noah would tear his favorite pair, he slipped out of his boxers and realized Noah still had his jeans on.

“You, too,” Kip blurted. “It’s only fair.”

“Of course.” Noah unbuttoned his jeans and took them off. 

The werebear wore nothing underneath. Kip stared, completely rendered speechless. Noah sported an impressive cock between his legs, thick, long, and already leaking pre-cum. They were really doing this, Kip thought, then entered the shower. 

* * * *

Kip showing initiative was certainly something Noah approved. He joined Kip in the shower. For once the small space worked to his advantage because his Omega had nowhere else to go.

“I know one way to make it up to you for last night,” Kip said.

“Oh?” Noah asked with a raise of his eyebrow. 

Kip then fell to his knees in front of him, and hell. It was such a sweet sight. Kip leaned forward, and Noah tangled his fingers into Kip’s hair, bringing the Omega close until Kip’s mouth touched the crown of his dick. Then Kip flicked one tongue out, licking away the pre-cum gathered there. He groaned as Kip tongued his slit, explored the rest of his prick, seemingly taking his time.

Noah had no complaints. Kip’s mouth felt good, but at this rate, he knew he’d blow. 

“Take me in your mouth,” he ordered, pleased Kip obeyed.

The Omega opened his mouth and took his cock down his throat. Kip gagged at his size at first, but hollowed his cheeks and managed on the second try. Noah let out a rumble of approval. Who knew his Omega would be so good at this? Noah had formed a plan in his head. Take things slow, show Kip around town, and play tour guide. Asking Kip to shower together hadn’t been part of the agenda. The suggestion simply slipped out, but from the looks of it, Kip had no complaints.

His cock went from half length to full as Kip continued to bob his head up and down. Noah gave Kip’s hair a gentle tug, making Kip pause. Noah pulled his prick out and unloaded the pressure in his balls. He groaned, painting Kip’s chest and shoulders with his cum. Kip being here called to his primal, animal side, and he liked marking Kip the way an animal did its territory.

Ours, his bear whispered again. 

He helped Kip to his feet, pulled the Omega close to his body, until he molded his front against the curve of Kip’s neck. Good thing shifters recovered quickly, because Noah had every intention of sinking his cock into Kip’s tight little ass. He planted kisses on the side of Kip’s neck, slid his hands down the length of Kip’s slender body. Noah curled his fingers around Kip’s shaft, beginning to work it. 

Kip’s moan sounded like music to his ears.

“That’s it, baby. You like my hand on your prick?” he asked Kip, rubbing his dick between Kip’s buttocks, teasing him.

“Oh yes,” Kip murmured. “Kiss me again?”

Kip angled his face towards his. Noah was only happy to comply. He took Kip’s mouth, the kiss merciless and rough, but that only seemed to make Kip happy, judging by the erection the Omega sported.

Noah pulled his mouth away, left a trail of nips, tiny bites, and more kisses down the curve of Kip’s shoulder. Kip moaned, practically thrusting his hips into his waiting hand. Noah swiped the pre-cum on the tip of Kip’s prick, used it as a lube, and rubbed it from Kip’s root to tip. He applied some pressure on Kip’s balls, pinching at them. Kip gasped, gripping the tiled wall in front of him.

“When,” Kip began, breathy, “are you going to take me?”

“Soon.” 

He closed his teeth on the side of Kip’s neck, the spot where he could place his mate mark. Bite him, make him ours, his bear urged. Once more it took all of Noah’s self-control to reel his bear in. Kip and he had gotten off to a rocky start, could barely call this, whatever it was between them, anything. If he bit Kip now, it would only make his Omega bolt. Kip was already skittish to begin with, had hardened his heart thanks to all the guys he’d dated in the past who only saw him as their meal ticket.

Noah wouldn’t make that same mistake. He simply left a hickey there. “I’ll get the lube,” he said. 

Shifters didn’t catch anything, so there was no need for condoms. He was about to exit the shower cubicle when Kip grabbed his arm. For some reason, the Omega’s face turned bright red.

“Wait. I didn’t mention it in my profile, but I come from a special line of werewolf Omegas. We’re self-lubricating.”