In the silvery waterfall of moonlight, Jonathan Aztec, my second in command, holding rank as Beta of the Northridge pack, was something to behold. His powerful shoulders seemed to carry the waning gibbous, and the shadows that devoured the vast grounds of Battleridge manor granted him a wide berth.
He was a superior specimen. He was a male worthy of the ranking he'd been bestowed. But like all creatures, he wasn't born perfect, and his character flaw was a fault that bled out into the night like a severed artery: Concern.
It charged the air between us, a thick blanket that settled against the lungs like a boa-constrictor's loving embrace.
"What did you find?" I asked. The perverse silence that had entombed the dilapidated courtyard, screaming so loud it rang through my ears like a twisted lullaby, was shattered upon his approach. His boots smacked against the waterlogged ground, echoing in a way that spoke of his failures before he'd even opened his mouth. 
"Nothing,"
.......
"Until I can figure out what's going on, nobody finds out about the boy. Understand?"
"Understood."
"You're not going to ..." The pause that followed dragged out. "He's just a baby, Sterling."
"You're dismissed."

The Littlest Light

And he tried to be sweet and gentle, but my harsh demands soon put an end to that, and then it was a case of trying to hold onto the tiles for dear life, slipping and sliding, moans filling the steamy confines of the bathroom. The possession was hard and deep, and with each and every single one of the powerful strokes that were inflicted, each one a claim that was accompanied by sharp nips to my collarbone, or grunts or whispers in my ear, the easier it was to lose myself in the moment.

And when his hand reached around, taking hold of my own staining member, working it to the same pace he had set, it didn't take long for a happy ending. I came first. Seconds later, he stiffened, and his warmth filled me.

Then it was holding each other on the shower flooring, the heated downpour still assaulting us, but neither of us giving half a shit.

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