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day,” I reply.
    Brick actually chuckles. “You have to fight to live first, little pup. Fight for you, for us. For our future.”
    Oh man. Those words can’t get me hard fast enough. It’s embarrassing everyone is witnessing this, but I can’t lie. It sort of turns me on.
    “You secret dirty-minded exhibitionist,” Brick teases.
    I moan as he catches my skin with his teeth. Brick nips and sucks, and pumps my cock until I’m close to bursting. This time Brick doesn’t stop me. “Come,” He orders and I go. My back arches. I let out a shuddering breath as waves of pleasure assault my body. Then Brick sinks his teeth home. I groaned as his canines pierce my skin. Brick’s right. It hurts like a bitch, but the pain ebbs as it mixes with my explosive orgasm.
    I see both our inner wolves approaching each other. Instead of dancing and meeting, our beasts collide and merge into one pure and blinding form. Then I feel them, all of them, every one of the pack members connected to Brick anchoring us down. A leader defines his crew and that holds true for Brick. He makes us strong and keeps us steady. I add my beast to his, and pour all my wishes and support to his.
    Brick releases me, and lets a howl—no, a wolf song that echoes through the space.
    Yips turn to growls and I know everyone answers his call. I clutch at his shoulders, panting. Then I realize a second later I’m regaining feeling in my limbs. All the wounds I’ve sustained during the fight are healing at an alarming rate, much faster than any average werewolf. Was this a benefit of the mate mark?
    I vaguely feel Cal kneeling beside me, and Brick waits impatiently as he tends to my neck. After plastering the last gauze, Brick tells him to fuck off.
    “How do you feel?” Brick asks.
    His pupils are dancing golden orbs, filled with possessive want. I can feel Brick’s member pressing intently against my belly and know he wants to have me. Claim me in front of the pack, and I won’t say no. Maybe it’s the bright excited bonds between us, pulsing and eager to celebrate life.
    “Good. Real good.” I’m aware I sound like some actor in a porn movie, but Brick gets the hint. I kiss Brick on the lips, hard enough to draw blood, and say, “come at me, handsome.”
    Grinning, Brick lays me down on the dirt. “You sure are one of a kind, Bobby Roy.”
    “Of course, I’m your mate. I have to stand out.”
    I doubt our banter’s going to last long. Soon, instinct’s going to take over and logical thought has to take a back seat. I only need to take one glance around our circle to see other pack members stripping out of their clothes and getting it on with mates, lovers, and other singles.
    "This is us. Our doing. Our need projecting to them," I tell Brick and he nods.
    "They see you, Bobby Roy. See you and me, and know together we're better. Stronger."
    "I know. Shut up and fuck me, alpha. Please," I add to be polite. “Can you like, start undressing? Because I’m feeling awkward here.”
    Brick’s grin widens. Knowing I like watching, he strips slowly. Each time he discards a piece, the glint in his gaze becomes more intense. Hungry enough to burn and consume me, but I’ll happily jump into the flames.
    “Lube?” I ask. It’s impolite to stare at your mate’s package and lick your lips, but I can’t help myself. Yummy.
    “Right here.” Brick fishes out the tube from his back pocket.
    I raise an eyebrow. “You carry that on purpose?”
    Brick laughs. “I know you were going to win. After that, we’ll both be hot and horny we’d want to celebrate.”
    “You think of everything,” I say fondly. “How do you want me?”
    “You’re the victor, baby. You get to pick today,” Brick answers.
    “Oh goody.” I rub my palms together.
    Brick growls. “Don’t take too long, pup. I’m not particularly patient today.”
    “Me on my back. I want to see your face.”
    Brick grins. “I have something special too. Bought it on my way to the