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quicker and with a lot more ease. Jake made him feel safe—the man was so in control. Remi believed in him and he couldn’t say that about a lot of people.
    He wanted something like Chay and Keaton had. If Chay could deal with having a male mate and being happy, why couldn’t Remi? The other day, before reality sank in, he’d felt alive. He’d done something he’d wanted to do. He’d given in to his desires.
    Remi unlocked the door and shut it behind him. He didn’t need the light, so he left it off. Seeing in the dark was one advantage of being a werewolf. Of course, it had disadvantages too. The biggest was that he’d given up hope that his body would ever behave around Jake.
    Remi locked the front door and headed to his room. He sat on the edge of the bed and took his boots off, then removed the rest of his clothes. It was too hot for covers so he climbed into bed on top of them. Laying there staring at the ceiling, he realized he was going to have to talk to Jake. They were going to have to work something out, because Remi knew he couldn’t just walk away.
    For whatever reason—whether a curse or a blessing, Remi hadn’t totally decided yet—Jake was his. His cock perked up at the thought.
    Jake called to him, his size, his looks, even his voice. Remi grabbed his prick and squeezed. He could get off just listening to that voice. It was deep and sultry. The way Jake had groaned out “oh fuck” when he came… Remi moaned.
    After spitting in his hand, he wrapped it around his prick and pumped slowly. His thigh muscles contracted. His cock was so engorged and red, it throbbed. Closing his eyes, he lazily slid his hand over his prick.
    He thought back to last night. Oh God, being at Jake’s feet had felt right. Remi shivered, stroking a little faster. Jake had tasted incredible. Remi couldn’t remember the last time he’d come in his jeans with no stimulation whatsoever. He let his mind go, imagining Jake.
    Jake stood over him, naked, sweat dripping down the planes of his wide chest. His legs were braced apart, so his cock was nearly even with Remi’s lips. “Suck me.”

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    Shuddering, Remi went with it. His balls drew tighter and he stroked faster. His prick was incredibly hard.
    “Suck me, open your mouth and suck my cock.” Jake’s knuckles brushed across Remi’s cheek and he guided his dick into Remi’s mouth with his free hand. Jake’s cock slid through his lips.
    Remi’s whole body tensed, his cock feeling hot in his hand as he pumped.
    Spit dribbled down his chin as Jake thrust into his mouth over and over. He told Remi how good he was, how special. Jake pulled out from between Remi’s lips, grabbed a handful of his hair and tilted his head back. With a deep moan, he came. Semen hit Remi on the cheek.
    Remi lapped at it, moving his face as much as he could, trying to taste.
    “You’re mine now,” Jake growled.
    “Uhh.” Remi came, his eyes snapping open. He could barely drag air into his lungs.
    His back arched off the bed as come hit his stomach. His legs shook and his stomach muscles quivered. His orgasm seemed to last forever.
    After what felt like an eternity, he stopped shaking and relaxed back on the bed.
    Something dripped onto his chin. He wiped his face and held his hand in front of him. Dark. He couldn’t see the color because his eyes had shifted. So had his teeth. He’d bit his lip.
    He got up and went to the bathroom then grabbed a washcloth, wet it in the sink and glanced at the mirror. Green eyes stared back at him, and a red drop of blood trailed down his chin and into the white sink. “What are you doing, Remi? What if Dirk finds out?”
    His reflection didn’t answer, he didn’t expect it to, but he knew the answer.
    Somehow or another, this was meant to be. He’d just have to trust Jake to take care of him and help him protect his brother. Aside from his fear of Dirk, Remi couldn’t come up with a good reason to ditch his mate.
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Chapter Seven
    Come on, Remi, get it together, you’re fighting the inevitable . He was nervous before he ever got off his bike, but damn it, he didn’t want only half a soul.
    There were enough regrets in his life, he didn’t need another. He could do this. At least he damn sure wanted to try. Battling his feelings and instincts where Jake was concerned was a losing effort. Remi didn’t want to fight anymore.
    Climbing from his bike,