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man’s hand began to move. He relished, more than the intimate contact of hand on dick, the feel of that big arm looped around his middle, holding him close. He dared feel secure for just a minute. And it had been a very long time.
    ‘Thank you,’ he said, feeling like an idiot and not caring one iota.
    ‘We’re going to revisit that again. But not right now. They’re coming for you. A car’s on its way up the drive.’ Those teeth latched onto the slope of Cameron’s shoulder. That tender place where neck met shoulder and about a million nerve endings lived.
    Trace increased the pressure and those sharp teeth scraped Cameron’s skin. His over-sensitised, insanely stimulated skin. Trace tightened his grip around Cam’s waist and bit down just a bit harder, grinding his hard-again cock against the crack of Cam’s ass. So, when he finally increased his pressure and pumped Cam’s cock a bit faster and squeezed just a bit harder, Cameron came undone. Going off like a firework on a hot summer night. Considering he’d just come a few hours before, the force was shocking, and so, so good. His legs felt weak with it, his stomach light with it, his brain buzzing with it.
    Trace kissed his ear with a hearty smack and gave him a good squeeze.
    ‘They’re almost here. Find me later, maybe we can eat dinner together. Or watch a movie. Or fucking quilt something. Jesus, listen to me being such a –’
    ‘Nice guy,’ Cameron said, putting a finger to the wolf’s lips before he could tear himself down and doubt his happiness. It might be fleeting, but he deserved for it to last. ‘I’ll find you. Maybe you can show me around the place and I can pick your brain.’
    Traced cocked his head and studied Cam with those mystical purple eyes of his. ‘Okaaaaaay.’
    ‘With permission this time,’ Cam added, and zipped up his pants.

Chapter Ten
    ‘Sorry about that,’ Sheriff Slaughter said. Eliot was in the car with him and she looked a bit flustered. Cameron had to wonder if the good sheriff had finally confessed his feelings or at least snagged a kiss.
    ‘How did it go with the Moore twins?’ Cameron asked, climbing in the back as Slaughter started the cruiser.
    ‘As good as it can go when two foxes get drunk and go at each other.’
    ‘Plus,’ Eliot said, laughing, ‘it’s hard enough to tell them apart when they’re men. When they’re red foxes it’s just fur and tails and yipping as they go at it.’
    ‘What did you do?’ Cameron asked, his mind fuzzing around the edges for a second as he remembered being crushed to Trace. The wolf’s hands on his cock. His mouth at the back of Cam’s neck.
    ‘I turned the hose on them.’ Slaughter rumbled with laughter.
    ‘It works wonders,’ Eliot said, and winked.
    ‘I bet.’
    ‘So, you look all rumpled, Cam. Did you take a nap?’ Slaughter asked, turning onto a wide, paved road. A lot of the roads in Divination Falls seemed to be dirt or gravel, so it was a nice change to drive on a smooth surface, Cameron thought.
    He caught the smirk on Eliot’s face but knew she’d never say anything to embarrass him. He ran a hand over his face and tried not to smile. He was definitely giddy. Being intimate with someone twice in one day after what felt like eons alone was definitely something to smile about. ‘Something like that.’ He sighed.
    ‘Good for you.’ Slaughter slowed the car and finally parked in front of a small house painted barn red. ‘This is the second place a bleed-through happened. Molly was in the back yard when it happened.’
    They climbed out and Cameron could hear the falls, a distinct background noise that soothed. ‘Same tentacle thing?’
    Eliot shivered, and it made him nervous. As far as constitutions went, she seemed to have a rock solid one, so a shiver from her unnerved him. ‘Not so much.’
    ‘Not so much? Look, I have to ask before you take me in there to meet a very nice person, no doubt – what the hell do you think I can