Feral Northern Shifters 2

afraid.
    Can’t really learn anything. Never could.”
Bram pulled Ethan to him, placed his cheek against Ethan’s belly. “You’re not stupid about anything.
Let me teach you.”
The smell of Ethan filled him and Bram realized what he wanted to do. He lifted Ethan’s T-shirt and
nuzzled his belly, licked his bellybutton. Grinned as Ethan sucked in a breath.
“Let me do this too.” The anticipation filled him, even if he was the one who had to make the move. Ethan remained motionless. “Bram.” It was a warning, but against what? Bram could smell Ethan’s
attraction to him. Those first days in the compound, Bram had assumed it was a kind of forced attraction
because there was no one else. But Ethan wanted him here and now too.
“What?” murmured Bram as he undid the button on Ethan’s jeans, pulled down the zipper. He smiled
as Ethan’s cock rose to greet him. No briefs. Bram didn’t hesitate. He took Ethan to the back of his throat. “Christ.” Ethan gripped Bram’s shoulders but didn’t move.
Slowly Bram pulled back, then paid attention to the glans, swirling his tongue, licking the slit,
listening to Ethan’s labored breathing. Again he took Ethan to the back of his throat, this time cupping his
balls. Doug had never allowed Bram to touch him like this, or to set his own rhythm. But Ethan was
unwilling or unable to move, and Bram enjoyed this small amount of control.
He had to be careful not to linger too long on this part of the act though, and he wanted to make sure
Ethan continued to harden, that Ethan’s balls tightened. It had to be about Ethan, like a gift Bram had
always longed to give. Bram wanted to make this feel right, from beginning to end, and his focus became
all about making Ethan come.
It didn’t take long. Under Bram’s hands and mouth, Ethan went stiff, shuddering as he spurted. Bram
concentrated to the very end, swallowing, the taste sweeter than any he was used to, which he managed to
find appropriate even as he cleaned up Ethan with his tongue, catching the last drops from his slit. “Bram?”
Bram realized Ethan’s knees were buckling. With some anxiety, Bram looked up, remembering that
this was generally where things went wrong. Instead of searching Ethan’s face though, Bram caught Ethan
as he collapsed, and gathered him up. Ethan’s shoulders shook, which took a moment for Bram to
process—Ethan was laughing quietly against his neck, happy about what had just happened. Bram loved
holding him in his arms like this right after… Well, right after.
“Now why’d you go and do that?”
It wasn’t a question Bram knew how to answer. I wanted to didn’t seem to be what Ethan was looking
for. But Ethan didn’t wait for an answer as his kissed his way up Bram’s neck and jawline before capturing
Bram’s mouth.
Their tongues met. Ethan would be tasting himself and Bram, and he appeared to like it. There was a
laxness to Ethan’s body that was extremely attractive to Bram. As was the thorough and lengthy and deep
kiss. It made Bram feel shaky with relief, that sex had gone right between them.
Ethan pulled back, rested his forehead against Bram’s. “This chair isn’t quite the place, is it?” “Huh?”
“You’re spending all your energy keeping us from falling off, that’s no good.”
“I don’t mind.”
Ethan clambered off. “I do.” He shucked his jeans that had been down around his knees and, hand
warm in his, dragged Bram up and led him to the bed. There he made short work of undressing Bram, who
tried not to stiffen at being suddenly naked. Then Ethan began the kissing again and Bram found himself
relaxing into the embrace. They sat facing each other, Ethan’s legs draped over Bram’s thighs. Sweeping a hand up and down Bram’s back, Ethan felt some of the tension leave the wolf’s body. He
tamped down the kiss and pulled back to look at Bram, whose gaze was dark and unfocused but not, at this
moment, wary.
“Tell me what you want,” Ethan urged, but as soon as the words were out he saw he’d made a
mistake. The tension crept back into Bram’s spine and his gaze turned troubled.
“I want you.”
“You have me. I’m not going anywhere.” Those words seemed to help. “You’re so beautiful,” Ethan
murmured.
The confusion that played across Bram’s face at that statement made Ethan smile. “You need a little
more weight, but I know what that’s like, to be too skinny.” He skimmed fingers across Bram’s prominent
clavicle. Traced