love you so much, Corey. I did the first time I saw you, and I want to be with you every minute, day and night. But not because I’m scared someone will get me or that I might get hurt. That’s not the kind of man I am, and it’s not the kind of man I’m going to allow you to treat me as.”
“Devin.”
He kissed him. “Trust me, Corey. I know how you feel. Just like you can feel my emotions, I sense yours. It hurt seeing me like that, and I promise I won’t pull anymore foolhardy stunts without you by my side. But I will be the same man I came here as.”
Corey leaned forward, resting his arms on his thigh. “There are consequences to disobeying your Alpha, you know.”
Devin chuckled. “Are there? You putting me in solitary confinement?”
Corey shook his head. “No, you’re not living anywhere else but here.”
“Is that another command?”
“Yes.”
Devin tapped his fork on his plate. “You haven’t claimed me.”
“What?”
Devin stretched his arms over his head and leaned back in the chair. Corey glanced over to him, watching as his cock bobbed. He could almost taste the leathery skin on his tongue, feel its stiffness in his hand. Devin ran a hand over his abs and spread his legs a little more. Temptation was getting the better of Corey.
“We’re connected,” Devin explained. “But it’s not complete. Unless the rules are different in this pack, if you’re insistent on being my Alpha, then taking me as your mate requires claiming. That claiming must be done in the presence of a witness.”
Corey groaned. He rubbed a hand over his eyes. Of course Devin was right. The Alpha of a pack had to claim his “bride” in front of a witness, usually his Beta if he had one. The change had come after centuries of the Alpha claiming his mate in front of the entire pack. Even if he gave in and allowed Devin to call himself the Alpha of their relationship, he’d still have to have sex with him in front of someone else to solidify the claiming. Blaine was the best choice given he was gay. Corey groaned again. He was new to this and didn’t like the thought of having someone watch while he enjoyed touching and being touched by Devin.
“Surely, we can forget about that,” he suggested. “I mean it’s the twenty-first century, for cripes sake.”
Devin shrugged. “If you want our connection to fade. You know the complications of not making the claim.”
Corey jumped to his feet and paced the room. “Fuck!”
“Yes,” Devin commented amused. “I’d love to.”
“This isn’t funny.”
Devin kept chuckling. Corey considered flooring the cocky bastard until he remembered how Devin had been treated. His lover smiled and joked, but there was still residual pain, if not in his body, in his mind. Inner healing would take time, especially with Corey there with him. Devin was a strong man, more solid than any he’d met, but he was also vulnerable in ways. He’d needed somewhere to belong. Where Corey was, was that place, and if he denied Devin, he’d only add to his hurt. Besides that, he wasn’t willing to let this man go. He needed to know how he felt, especially if he was in trouble. The completeness of that was in the full claiming.
“Fine, we’ll get this over with now,” Corey announced.
“So romantic,” Devin quipped.
Corey glared at him. He tugged his cell phone from his pocket and called Blaine . When his second picked up, he barked, “Get the hell over to my place, now!” A second after, someone knocked on the door, and he sighed. Something told him Blaine knew what was required and knew he’d be chosen. The bastard was probably looking forward to watching him make a fool of himself.
Since Corey didn’t move from the spot where he stood, Devin stood up to answer the door. He stepped back to let Blaine pass by. Corey clenched his jaw at the look of interest Blaine tossed Devin seeing him naked.
“I figured you’d be calling soon,” Blaine said.
“Just sit
“Devin.”
He kissed him. “Trust me, Corey. I know how you feel. Just like you can feel my emotions, I sense yours. It hurt seeing me like that, and I promise I won’t pull anymore foolhardy stunts without you by my side. But I will be the same man I came here as.”
Corey leaned forward, resting his arms on his thigh. “There are consequences to disobeying your Alpha, you know.”
Devin chuckled. “Are there? You putting me in solitary confinement?”
Corey shook his head. “No, you’re not living anywhere else but here.”
“Is that another command?”
“Yes.”
Devin tapped his fork on his plate. “You haven’t claimed me.”
“What?”
Devin stretched his arms over his head and leaned back in the chair. Corey glanced over to him, watching as his cock bobbed. He could almost taste the leathery skin on his tongue, feel its stiffness in his hand. Devin ran a hand over his abs and spread his legs a little more. Temptation was getting the better of Corey.
“We’re connected,” Devin explained. “But it’s not complete. Unless the rules are different in this pack, if you’re insistent on being my Alpha, then taking me as your mate requires claiming. That claiming must be done in the presence of a witness.”
Corey groaned. He rubbed a hand over his eyes. Of course Devin was right. The Alpha of a pack had to claim his “bride” in front of a witness, usually his Beta if he had one. The change had come after centuries of the Alpha claiming his mate in front of the entire pack. Even if he gave in and allowed Devin to call himself the Alpha of their relationship, he’d still have to have sex with him in front of someone else to solidify the claiming. Blaine was the best choice given he was gay. Corey groaned again. He was new to this and didn’t like the thought of having someone watch while he enjoyed touching and being touched by Devin.
“Surely, we can forget about that,” he suggested. “I mean it’s the twenty-first century, for cripes sake.”
Devin shrugged. “If you want our connection to fade. You know the complications of not making the claim.”
Corey jumped to his feet and paced the room. “Fuck!”
“Yes,” Devin commented amused. “I’d love to.”
“This isn’t funny.”
Devin kept chuckling. Corey considered flooring the cocky bastard until he remembered how Devin had been treated. His lover smiled and joked, but there was still residual pain, if not in his body, in his mind. Inner healing would take time, especially with Corey there with him. Devin was a strong man, more solid than any he’d met, but he was also vulnerable in ways. He’d needed somewhere to belong. Where Corey was, was that place, and if he denied Devin, he’d only add to his hurt. Besides that, he wasn’t willing to let this man go. He needed to know how he felt, especially if he was in trouble. The completeness of that was in the full claiming.
“Fine, we’ll get this over with now,” Corey announced.
“So romantic,” Devin quipped.
Corey glared at him. He tugged his cell phone from his pocket and called Blaine . When his second picked up, he barked, “Get the hell over to my place, now!” A second after, someone knocked on the door, and he sighed. Something told him Blaine knew what was required and knew he’d be chosen. The bastard was probably looking forward to watching him make a fool of himself.
Since Corey didn’t move from the spot where he stood, Devin stood up to answer the door. He stepped back to let Blaine pass by. Corey clenched his jaw at the look of interest Blaine tossed Devin seeing him naked.
“I figured you’d be calling soon,” Blaine said.
“Just sit
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