Free Pack and Mate by Sean Michael

had a new bond to explore.
    He moved faster, giving Finn more friction. One of Finn’s
legs wrapped around his hip, holding on. He ran his hand along Finn’s side then
did it again with his fingernails. His pup hummed, stretching against him.
    Wrapping his mouth around his mark on Finn’s throat, he
slapped it with his tongue. He loved the tiny cry he got. He hit it again then
scraped his teeth along the mark. Finn bit the air, wild beneath him. Growling
his approval of his pup, Cort let the sound vibrate against Finn’s skin.
    The sheets pulled out of their corners beneath Finn’s grasp,
bunching up around them and it tightened the world to just the two of them in
their den. The scents of them together were heady, perfect.
    He ground against Finn, feeling his pup’s thickness against
his hip. Reaching down, he pumped both of them. Then he bit down hard on his
mark. His sweet pup shot again, pouring over his fingers.
    He kept stroking, wanting to come but also wanting his
beautiful Finn to suck him. Finn moaned, reaching down, coating his cock in
Finn’s come.
    “Finn!” He cried out, his own orgasm taking him.
    Finn’s hand kept moving, kept sliding over them, rubbing
through the aftershocks. It made him shiver and shudder a few times and he
loved that. He loved that Finn wasn’t one of those subs who just lay back and
expected you to do everything. He loved that Finn wanted him.
    Of course, he wasn’t sure his Finn even knew that
submissives existed, outside of the pack structure. They had so much to learn
together. It was exciting.
    He kissed Finn as his pup’s hand slowed and then slid away
from their cocks. Lying back, he drew Finn in close. They had five whole days
together and that didn’t even count today’s half-day.
    Cort was pleased.

Chapter Seven
     
    Finn called Pat just before the moon, needing to know they
were all inside, safe. His twin was already snarling and aggravated. “What do
you want?”
    “To check on you,” he said calmly.
    “Why?”
    “Because you’re always growly before the change and I know
you’re wigged.” And hurt because Finn wasn’t there to help.
    Cort’s hand slid along his back, warm and soothing, the
touch quickly moving to his shoulders, turning into a massage.
    “The room is super nice and they sent food,” Pat admitted.
    “What’s wrong?” Cort asked, murmuring in his ear.
    Finn lifted his chin. “It’s our first moon here and he’s
scared. Can we go see them?”
    “Of course we can.”
    “Who are you talking to?” demanded Pat.
    “Cort. Can we come visit?”
    “You want to come visit?” There was a little more warmth in
Pat’s voice now. “Sure. I have no idea how to tell you how to get here though.”
    “We’ll figure it out. Be right there.” Finn looked at Cort,
grinning wide. “He’s excited.”
    “So are you, pup.” Grinning back, Cort kissed his nose. “We’ll
have to put on clothes though. We could stop at the club store on the way there
and get you something.”
    “I bet Pat brought some I could wear so we don’t waste
money.”
    “It’s not a waste. I want to buy you things to wear.”
    Oh. Oh, how dear. He smiled, so pleased. “Something that is
mine.” That would be new.
    “Exactly.” Cort went to the door and grabbed paper bag that
was sitting there. “The laundry room cleaned your work clothes.”
    “Oh, thank you.” He slipped them on, dressing quickly. His
clothes were paint spattered but that was okay.
    “We’ll hit the store first,” Cort told him as they left.
They went down the hall and turned left.
    “I don’t need much. I’m careful with my things.” He’d always
shared with Pat, so they were gentle with clothing, books.
    “Just one outfit for now then we’ll go through the internet
stores. See what kinds of things you like.”
    They went around another corner and there was a storefront,
right there inside the club. It was as if this place were its own world. There
was a lot of leather stuff