Feral Northern Shifters 2

walked in the door that evening though, Bram had tightened up all over again. Ethan just
    looked at Bram who didn’t walk over, but stood in the hallway, shoulders hunched.
“Someone named Liam is coming to visit tomorrow.”
Stifling his smile, because Bram made it sound like they were doomed by Liam’s imminent visit,
    Ethan stepped out of his work boots. “Liam’s okay.”
“He announced the visit. I told him you weren’t in and should talk to you, and he said he’d talk to you
tomorrow in person and hung up.”
Scratching his head, Ethan eyed Bram. “Haven’t I mentioned someone usually comes to visit here?” Something flashed in Bram’s eyes, almost like betrayal.
“Hey, come on.” Ethan reached for Bram’s decidedly stiff arm. “Liam’s a good guy.” Though Ethan
mentally made a note to tone down the entirely not-serious flirting they had going on. Instigated by Ethan,
because he’d once been good at it, and Liam was married in Canada. “Really.” Ethan wrapped his arms
around Bram, who after a moment unbent enough to hug him back.
“Sorry,” said Bram which made Ethan wince. He hated Bram’s too-frequent apologies. “Don’t be sorry.” Ethan captured Bram’s face between his palms and smiled. “You shaved.” Bram’s gaze darkened and while Ethan sometimes waited for Bram to kiss him, because it was sweet
to let Bram take the lead, this time it wasn’t going to happen. Ethan brought his mouth to Bram’s, felt warm
lips, mobile beneath his, and he smiled again, pulling back.
“Such a pretty mouth.”
Bram, as usual, managed to look completely dumbfounded by the compliment, but before Bram had
time to think about it more, Ethan leaned into him, opening his mouth, meeting Bram’s shy tongue and
tasting wolf and coffee and Bram.
He was in no hurry to end this leisurely kiss, exploring, teasing, tamping down, before going deep
again. Bram’s shyness evaporated and by the time the kiss ended they were both flushed and breathing
hard.
Bram did something unusual. He reached up with his large hands and cradled Ethan’s head, then he
said fiercely, “I want you.”
Ethan gazed back, trying to decipher what this meant in Bram-speak, because he was pretty sure that
it didn’t mean the same as what it had years ago when Ethan fucked older men.
“Okay…you can have me, beautiful.”
There was that faint spasm of confusion that came after an endearment. Ethan had to watch that Bram
didn’t think he was being teased, even if it was clear that Bram thought Ethan’s praise for his beauty was
some attempt at kindness on Ethan’s part.
Bram knelt and undid Ethan’s belt. Ethan stilled his hands and Bram looked up. “God, Ethan, don’t
stop me again.”
The corner of Ethan’s mouth kicked up. Yeah, he’d stopped Bram more than once, not entirely sure of
this one-way offering. “Can we go to bed? I’d like to lie down while you…have me.”
Bram didn’t answer right away. He silently undid Ethan’s jeans and skimmed strong hands over
Ethan’s ass and legs as he pulled down the pants. Over the past few days, Bram had easily figured out that
Ethan loved his hands on him. Bram nuzzled Ethan’s thigh and Ethan rethought the idea of moving to the
bed.
Bram sucked one ball into his mouth, gently, and Ethan’s brain shut down. All he could think about
was Bram and his mouth and his hands, lightly stroking the sensitive skin behind Ethan’s knees. Bram took the other ball in turn, and Ethan had to lean on his shoulders.
“Bram,” he murmured.
“Hmmm?” Bram released Ethan’s sac and ran his tongue up the length of Ethan’s dick and over the
sensitive head, causing a shudder to flow up and down Ethan’s body. Ethan’s body sang yes . When Bram opened his mouth to take all of Ethan in, Ethan fucked his mouth, the warmth impossible
to resist. There was an ease in Bram’s movements that reassured Ethan this was right.
Last time Bram had taken him in his mouth, Ethan had been so overcome by sex after an eight-year
drought that he hadn’t been able to process much beyond his own desire, but there was skill and experience
in Bram’s movements, no doubt about it.
He skimmed a palm over Bram’s short-cropped hair and Bram stopped, looked up, eyes hazy with lust
and wanting. “Can I work on myself at the same time?” he asked.
Ethan blinked, trying to understand Bram’s question.
“Doesn’t matter,” Bram said quickly, not quite masking disappointment and even if Ethan was