Free Marked Northern Shifters 1 by Joely Skye Page A

Alec for a week or risk ruining what was growing between them.
Pulling in a deep breath, Liam took in Alec’s scent and his sweat. Alec’s mouth climbed up Liam’s neck, gentle now.
“Sorry, Alec, sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. Fuck me. Your crazy-ass moves make me want it and I haven’t a fucking clue why.” Alec reached for the lube and condom.
“Let me put that on,” Liam said harshly, holding out a hand.
Taken aback, Alec stared. “Okay.”
Liam just didn’t think he could tolerate the stimulation of Alec touching his cock and sac, not now. But something in Alec’s face shifted, from desire to worry and fear and, after Liam rolled on the condom, he paid close attention to his lover, who now obediently lay on his back.
“Hey.” Liam slowly lifted Alec’s legs, testing his resistance. There was some. Sliding his knees under Alec’s thighs, Liam let Alec’s legs rest on him. Then Liam skimmed hands up and down Alec’s legs, to show he wasn’t just about to shoot home without some prep. Liam’s experience was not as varied as he liked—a lot of hookups— but he knew when someone needed to be put at ease. Too often he’d managed to unnerve a stranger.
Not that he thought of Alec as a stranger.
“Liam.” Alec’s voice sounded thick.
Attending to one leg, Liam lifted it slightly, running fingers behind one knee. He liked the sensitive skin there. Not all men were particularly into touch; they just wanted the fucking. Liam needed both and Alec, well Alec was responsive, even if he was more experienced as top than bottom.
Alec raised himself on both elbows. “What are you doing?”
“Passing time,” Liam answered with a smile. His hands moved up to Alec’s thigh.
“Uh, yeah. And earlier, when you wanted a wrestling match, that was also passing time?”
Liam pushed the leg back with one hand and cupped Alec’s ass cheek with the other. He couldn’t really explain about the alpha-dominance thing and the full moon. Maybe next year when Alec knew him better. His thumb brushed back and forth across Alec’s crack without quite reaching his hole.
“I won’t wrestle anymore if you don’t like it.”
Alec’s chest moved in and out, affected by Liam’s touch and trying not to show it. “I don’t know if I like the wrestling or not.”
“Okay.” Liam shifted closer. His cock touched Alec’s thigh and Alec jumped a little. Liam bent down to kiss Alec’s leg, then bared teeth and bit without breaking skin.
Alec jumped again. “Hey!”
Liam touched his neck, where the bruise lay from Alec’s teeth. “Matching pair.”
It was also a distracting move, because Alec was shy about his hole, even when he wanted it.
Liam squirted lube generously—he didn’t want to work Alec’s hole too hard.
“You deserved that bite,” claimed Alec.
Liam just grinned and brought his dry hand to Alec’s sac. Alec’s cock came to full attention. Liam watched his lover the whole time, not quite understanding why Alec stared as if trying not to react while his breathing was uneven and jerky.
“Lie back again.” Liam slowly slid a hand up and down Alec’s cock.
Alec shook his head.
“You sure?”
“I like to watch you touch me.”
“You do?” asked Liam, surprised.
Alec smiled while his face heated up at that admission. It was then Liam took his lube-filled hand and touched Alec’s hole. Meeting Alec’s gaze again, Liam traced the rim.
Alec was shaking.
“You can make noise, you know.” Liam inserted a finger, Alec’s eyes rolled back in his head and he lay down, groaning.
Liam circled that tight muscle, pushed into Alec’s heat and withdrew. He abandoned Alec’s cock and, with both hands, caught the backs of Alec’s knees and pushed Alec’s legs up. He placed the head of his cock against Alec’s anus. Like last time, he could hear Alec gulping air and could breathe Alec’s desire.
“You are so perfect.” Liam moved in, and the muscle gave way, gave him access. “Perfect,” repeated Alec, eyes