Page 108 of Forbidden Love

“Time for bed?” John asked, getting a briefly wagging tail in return. He undressed and climbed into the sleeping bag, feeling a little weird about being naked with Carter when the other man was a wolf.

Once he was in the sleeping bag he looked at Carter. “Happy?”

Carter got up and walked deeper into the tent, dropping down onto the ground next to the sleeping bag. John scooted closer so that he was spooning the huge wolf through the thick cocoon of his sleeping bag, pushing his arm out so that he could wrap it around Carter’s massive body.

Nose pushed into Carter’s fur, feeling happy and tired after a long day of hiking and worrying, John fell asleep.

***

When John woke up Carter was back in his human form, and the werewolf was watching him with an intent expression.

“Good morning,” John said, hesitant.

Carter’s lips pulled into a wide smile and John relaxed.

“Morning,” Carter said. His voice was low and rumbly, sending shivers down John’s spine. “How are you feeling?”

“I feel great,” John said, tracing his fingers down Carter’s arm. The skin on his arm was smooth and warm. “What about you?”

“Perfect,” Carter said. He scooted closer so that they were nose to nose, looking at John like he’d hung the moon. He wrapped his arm around John’s waist and held him. “Best night ever.”

“So you didn’t miss your pack?” John asked.

Carter shrugged, shaking his head. “It would have been fun if they were here, but no. I didn’t miss them at all.”

John let out a deep breath. That was what he’d been hoping to hear. He considered for a second that Carter might be lying to spare his feelings, but looking at him he didn’t think that was the case. He looked happy. Content.

“I liked wrestling with you,” Carter said, his grin turning impish. “That was fun.”

“I liked that too,” John said, his cock stirring. He bit his lip and watched as Carter sat up and unzipped the length of his sleeping bag and flipped the heavy fabric off John’s body.

The rush of cold air made his nipples pebble.

“Want to wrestle some more?” Carter asked, tracing a thick finger down John’s chest. He lifted his thigh and straddled John’s waist, looking down at him with a heated expression.

John shuddered.

“What do I get if I win?” he asked, as though he stood a chance.

“Anything you want,” Carter said, reaching down and gripping the length of his hard cock and stroking it. He was already dripping pre-cum.

“And if you win?” John asked, gasping when Carter rubbed over his nipple with the pad of his thumb. Carter’s hand was splayed wide over John’s chest, holding him down.

“I get to do whateverIwant.” Carter’s voice was low and gravelly. He smirked. “Sound fair?”

Not at all, but John was one hundred percent on board anyway. He licked his lips and shot Carter his most challenging grin.

“Let’s do it.”

The End