MAN IN THE MIDDLE
Wolf Creek Pack 9
Chase Morgan has known for some time that Taylor and Justin are his mates. He just can't claim them. It would put their lives in jeopardy, and Chase would do anything to keep them safe, even deny the bond between them.
Justin is desperate for Chase to claim him andTaylor. Not only does he ache to be loved by the strong wolf shifter but he wants Taylor to be safe. After years of abuse at the hands of the Teacher, Taylor deserves to have someone take care of him for a change and Justin knows Chase is just the wolf to do it.
Taylor's heart sinks a little each day as he watches Justin pine for a man that doesn't seem to want either of them. He just doesn't have a clue how to convince Chase that they belong together.
When Justin decides to take matters into his own hands, Taylor and Chase are forced to work together to find the man. They hit one obstacle after another. If it's not assassins bent on destroying them out of revenge, it's discovering that there may be more to Justin than just his pretty face. If they each can get over their fears of commitment then they might actually have a chance at a life together, assuming they don't die first.
"What are you looking at?"
Justin glanced away from the window to look at his lover, Taylor. He gave a light shrug, feeling the longing he always felt when seeing the shifter. "He's out there again, in wolf form this time."
"How is that any different?" Taylor asked from behind Justin. "Chase is almost always in wolf form when he comes around."
"He comes in human form sometimes," Justin protested as he looked back out the second floor window to the yard below. Chase Morgan was their mate, both Justin and Taylor knew it. They'd known it for the last two months. Chase just hadn't claimed them. Justin was beginning to wonder if the man ever would.
Justin had been waiting two months for the man to make a move, ever since he learned what a shape shifter was when Chase rescued him. So far, nothing had happened. Chase didn't even seem to want to be around them, unless he was in wolf form. He paced back and forth outside every so often, never coming close enough for Justin to think the man wanted anything more than to just catch a glimpse of them.
He was genuinely puzzled by Chase’s reluctance, but Justin had a theory that Chase's wolf couldn't deny the attraction even if the human side wanted to deny the fact. Chase's wolf wanted to claim his mates. The human Chase had other ideas. Justin wished that the human side would shut the hell up and let the wolf side take over.
He wanted to be claimed. Taylor wanted to be claimed. But how could either man be claimed when the human part of Chase was being so stubborn?
"Do you think he's ever going to claim us?" Justin asked as he watched the beautiful grey wolf pace back and forth along the tree line. His movements were slow, measured, and Justin was in awe at how graceful the wolf seemed as he navigated through the trees as he paced the forest behind their home. Justin turned when he felt Taylor's hand gently touch his shoulder. Taylor glanced past him and out the window then shrugged as if he, too, wondered the same thing.
"I don't know, maybe," Taylor said, and then he shook his head. "Then again, maybe not.
"Do you think he doesn't want us?" Justin asked as he watched the smooth, sleek lines of the wolf’s muscles as Chase circled around a tree and began to walk back down the small dirt path.
The back of Taylor's knuckles grazed Justin's cheek softly. "How could he not want you, Justin? You're beautiful, sweet, loving, everything a man could want in a lover." Taylor looked a little sad as he gazed out the window at Chase's wolf form. "Maybe after everything that happened, Chase hasn't claimed you because of me. I wasn't exactly innocent in the Teacher's schemes, you know."
Justin shook his head frantically, refusing to allow Taylor to cradle the blame on his shoulders. "No, you didn't do anything wrong."
"Justin, not even Nate wanted to trust me."
"He just didn't understand," Justin insisted. "You did what you did for me. You know that, I know that. Even Chase knows that. Besides, we come as a set." Justin wrapped his arms around Taylor's waist and laid his head on the man's shoulder. "You're mine and I won't give you up. I need you like I need air."
"You do know that if Chase claims us we're going to have to share, right?" Taylor asked as he smoothed Justin's hair back from his face. "How are you going to feel about that?"
Justin chuckled as the image of all three of them together played through his mind. "I think that would be pretty hot, don't you?"
Taylor wiggled his brows playfully. "Yeah, Chase is damn sexy."
Justin tilted his head back to look up into Taylor's handsome face. "You don't mind sharing?"
He leaned into the warm hand that Taylor cupped around his cheek. "As long as I never lose you then I'm fine with it." Taylor opened his mouth as if to continue then snapped it shut. He squeezed his eyes closed for a moment and hugged Justin to him. "I just can't lose you, Justin."
"You won't," Justin replied as he buried his face in Taylor's neck and inhaled his musky scent, smelling the familiar scent that always brought him comfort. "A new love in our lives just means we have more love around us, not less. We just have to get Chase to understand that."
Just beyond the edge of the moonlight he could see a pair of glowing golden eyes staring intently at him and Taylor. It sent a tingle of excitement down his back to know Chase watched them.
He loved giving Chase a show, but Justin wished the man would join them. Gods, how he wished Chase would join them. Justin had never been with two men at the same time before, but he was pretty positive he would be able to handle the two.
The moment Taylor's tongue stroked across his quivering hole, Justin forgot all about their audience and centered on the sensations igniting in his body into flames. Taylor knew how to play his body like a master, just what part to touch or caress, what noise to make, everything to send Justin right out of his mind and over to edge into insanity.
When Taylor's hand lightly gripped his ball sac, Justin groaned out his pleasure. The noises escaping his mouth grew louder as his balls were gently massaged in the palm of Taylor’s skillful hand.
They reached a fever pitch when Taylor grabbed his cock and stroked it. Justin couldn't keep from pushing himself in and out of Taylor's tight grip, fucking the man’s tight fingers with enthusiasm.
Justin curled his fingers into the couch cushions with a tight grip to keep from reaching for Taylor and demanding that the man fuck him silly. He knew that they were trying to entice Chase, to give him a good show but damn, he wanted to feel Taylor's thick cock in his ass. He wanted the man to let go and show him just how talented a lover Taylor truly was.
And Taylor was talented as hell. He always left Justin a satiated, boneless mess when they had sex. But this had to be slow, seductive, and enticing. Justin wanted to scream he was so damn revved up and raring to go.
Justin jerked a little when the tongue in his ass was replaced by two lubed fingers. He hadn't even heard Taylor slick them up.
"Easy, baby," Taylor said softly as he started moving his fingers in and out of Justin's ass.
"Cold." Justin chuckled.
"It'll warm up in just a moment."
Justin nodded, too far gone to complete a sentence at that point. He loved feeling Taylor in his body, either his fingers or his dick. Justin was a bottom boy through and through and he knew it.
While he'd tried topping Taylor a few times, he was a dismal failure. He really preferred the bottom. He liked Taylor’s thick cock in his ass, making him go crazy as his lover fucked him into unconsciousness. The man was a god when it came to sex and he loved having his ass pounded. Being on the bottom was somewhere Justin loved to be.
It also sent him over the edge faster than almost anything. Justin got off faster from the feel of a cock in his ass than he did from a blow job or a hand. There was nothing in the world like the feeling of a good hard shaft sinking into his ass.
Even now Justin could feel himself getting close to a mind blowing orgasm. Luckily, Taylor had experience with his quick trigger. Justin felt a third finger enter his ass and quickly stretch him out. A moment later, they slid free and Taylor grabbed Justin's hips.
Justin bit his lip in eager anticipation.
"Ready for me, honey?"
"Fuck, yes!" Justin shouted as he felt the bulbous head of Taylor's cock press against his puckered and well lubed entrance. There was a slight burn as Taylor pushed forward. Not enough to hurt, just enough for Justin to feel every inch of Taylor's glorious cock pushing into him inch by slow inch.
Justin shuddered as he felt Taylor bottom out. He knew without looking what Taylor would look like in that moment. He always paused for a moment once he was balls deep into Justin's ass, almost as if he needed to savor the connection. His hands gripped Justin's hips and his head would be arched back as he let out a long groan of pleasure.
Justin gloried in the fact that he had that effect on his lover. It stroked his ego and heightened his eagerness up a notch to be fucked.
Justin gripped the couch tighter and just waited, knowing what would come next. He was right. Suddenly, without warning, Taylor began a quick series of thrusts that nailed Justin's kill zone every damn time the man pulled back. Taylor's cock seemed to have a GPS for that particular spot. He knew right where it was and went after it with enthusiasm.
Justin cried out loudly as his orgasm suddenly swept over him in a tidal wave of electric currents and crashed against his balls and cock. His legs trembled violently and almost collapsed under him. Only Taylor's grip on his hips kept him from falling to the floor as his cock erupted and ropes of pearly white cream shot out all over the side of the couch, the floor, and anywhere else it landed as Taylor plunged deep inside of him, drawing his orgasm out like an experienced lover would. Justin pushed to the balls of his feet as his nuts emptied and Taylor crooned softly behind him.
Taylor continued to drive into his pulsating hole, his thrusts becoming slower and longer. He pulled out until just the head of his cock remained in Justin's ass, and then pushed all the way in until he couldn't fit anymore in.
Justin was shaky and jerky, but grinned when Taylor's fingers dug into his hips. He sucked in his lower lip, biting down on it as he squeezed his ass muscles around Taylor's cock. Taylor thrust into Justin a couple of more times and then froze, as his body stiffened and his loud groan echoed throughout the room.
Justin curled his fingers into the couch as his ass was filled with Taylor's hot cum. He felt warmed from the inside out, and warn out. Taylor could be very… aggressive in the sack, or over the side of the couch. All Justin wanted to do now was curl up with his lover and go to sleep.