Marked Northern Shifters 1

from which he was emerging. Sleep of late did not come easily.
“Hey, sleeping beauty.”
    Opening his eyes, Alec saw Liam walking towards him. He pushed up to sitting and managed to get tangled in the blanket.
Liam leaned over him, not quite touching. “Bad dream, or is it me?”
Alec breathed in Liam, who was earth and spice and something new and strange. Yesterday came back to Alec as Liam very slowly lowered his head. Twice Liam had been inside him, had played him like no one had played Alec for a long time—perhaps ever.
Liam’s lips were like a whisper against Alec’s and he didn’t know whether to expect the slow, careful, tender lover or the world-wrestling-federation combatant.
Fully clothed, Liam kneeled over Alec, pants against naked hips, and dug hands into Alec’s hair. Liam’s eyes turned molten. Alec had never felt more wanted in his life. After a year of furtive living, it was like walking into golden sunshine. He kissed Liam and, taking Alec’s mouth, Liam met him more than halfway. Alec sighed into the kiss, his entire body languorous. Well, except for his cock that stood at attention.
Liam pushed to lie on top of Alec, a full body squash with barely a breath to take, and Alec wanted Liam to never leave, for Liam to kiss him and fuck him forever so Alec would never, ever have to return to a life shadowed by nightmare wolves and that fucking scar.
Something of his thoughts could be read in his body or his kiss because Liam pulled away, concern on his face. Alec yanked him back, then reached down to undo Liam’s pants. Only when Alec touched Liam’s warm, hard cock did he realize it was his first time doing so.
This time Liam didn’t fight the touch. Instead he kissed Alec harder, bruising already sore lips.
Alec cupped Liam’s sac, ran a thumb up and down its seam. Shuddering, Liam reared back.
“What?” demanded Alec.
“Don’t ask questions.” Liam divested himself of clothes, grabbed condom and lube. “Get on your stomach.”
“Make me.” Alec gave him a slow, lazy smile, watching Liam handle his own cock with his long, strong fingers.
Liam’s eyebrows lifted and his hands were back on Alec, where they belonged, grabbing Alec’s shoulders and pulling him up. Alec didn’t fight, didn’t want to fight, he simply moved as Liam turned him onto his stomach, then swung him around so his knees rested on the floor while his chest lay on the bed.
Strong hands parted Alec’s cheeks, applying lube, and without preamble Liam pushed right in. Breath baled out and Alec grunted in surprise, expecting pain—he could handle it—but it wasn’t there. Only Liam was there, retreating then slamming into Alec, taking his breath away.
As suddenly as Liam started he stopped, leaning his forehead against Alec’s shoulder.
“Alec, you okay?”
Alec was overwhelmed, Alec was melting and Alec was definitely okay. He managed to nod.
“You sure?”
“Yes,” he hissed.
Pulling Alec up, Liam forced him to rest on his arms, then reached around to find Alec’s painfully hard cock and began working him. As Liam stroked him inside and out, Alec felt like he’d collapse with sensation. Noise grew from deep within his chest. Time was suspended while Liam became Alec’s world and his body took everything Liam wanted to give him. Alec’s balls tightened then, and he came, shuddering, losing strength. Liam held Alec up—his arms had given out.
“How are you now?” asked Liam.
The only thing Alec could do was grunt.
“I don’t want to leave you.”
Alec agreed. He could imagine staying like this forever, boneless on the bed with Liam inside him and all around him. He was aware of Liam lifting him back on the bed and lying beside him, spooned against him, always filling Alec’s hole.
Light fingers brushed Alec’s cheek, then a finger hooked the corner of Alec’s mouth and turned his towards his own. Liam kissed and Alec welcomed him. Liam moved, slow now, like his kiss, as if they could last forever. Then something shifted, the tension in Liam rose and he stiffened, coming. Liam kept kissing, even as his cock pulsed inside Alec.
When Liam retreated, Alec turned to watch him take care of the condom and quickly get dressed. Alec couldn’t move. His limbs were heavy and boneless. Returning to kneel on the bed, Liam rested a hand on Alec’s bare hip.
“Listen to me, Alec. Ira needs me in half an hour. I have to go.”
Go? Alec could hardly find his bearings.
“Alec?”
Alec swallowed, the