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throat better than anyone Chay had ever met. “Damn, Bit.
    This is nice, but…” He pulled away from Keaton and opened the nightstand drawer. God, he hoped he had some lube in there.
    Bingo. Lube and condoms. They didn’t need the condoms, he’d had them for a contraceptive. Wolves could get women pregnant.
    “How do you want me?”
    Chay gurgled, he actually freaking gurgled. He grabbed Bit and drew him up the bed, pressing him into the mattress for a kiss. “How do you want it?”
    “I…I…however you want. It’s up to you.” Bit’s gaze darted around before settling on him.
    He nipped his mate’s lip. “No it’s not up to me. How do you want to be?”
    Bit swallowed. “On my back if it won’t bother you.”
    Chay blinked. “Bother me? Hell no it won’t bother me, why would it?”
    Bit shrugged.
    “Oh no. You aren’t getting away with that.” He seized his cock and tapped Bit’s leg with it. “I don’t think this is going anywhere soon. I’ve got time.”
    Keaton groaned and rolled his eyes. “Never mind.”
    Chay sat back and shook his head. Something was bothering his mate and he was going to find out what it was. He just hoped like hell Bit didn’t decide to dig his heels in and be the stubborn bastard Chay knew he could be, because he really, really wanted to fuck Bit’s pretty little ass…soon.
    Keaton sighed. “It’s hard to pretend I’m not a guy if—”
    “What?”
    Bit winced.
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    Where the hell had that come from? He’d thought they’d gotten past all the gay/straight stuff. He dropped the lube, grasping Bit’s legs and pulling them up, making him bend his knees. He stooped over and ran his tongue up Keaton’s testicles before sucking on them. Chay pushed Bit’s legs closer to Bit’s chest, practically bending him in half, and traced his tongue down. He licked Bit’s crease and teased his anus.
    “Oh my God! Oh my God! Chay!” Keaton squirmed and wiggled. He acted like he couldn’t decide if he wanted closer or if he wanted to get away.
    It didn’t matter, Chay didn’t give him the chance to do either. He continued to trace the tight puckered hole with his tongue, then lapped his way back up Keaton’s balls. Sometime during his rimming, Keaton’s prick had woken up again. Chay took Bit’s cock into his mouth and sucked.
    “Oh!”
    He drew back and caught Keaton’s surprised gaze. “You think I try to pretend you’re a woman?”
    Bit’s jaw dropped. He shook his head slowly from side to side.
    Chay grinned. “Good. I don’t want to hear that again.”
    Bit nodded, his eyes glazed over.
    Chay let go of his legs and retrieved the lube. He slicked up his cock.
    Keaton’s groan of appreciation had him lingering longer, playing it up for his mate. Damn, it felt pretty good too. He could just… Bit’s tight little ass. Focus, Chay. He let go of his prick and squeezed some more lube onto his fingers.
    Bit grabbed his legs and held them back, his eyes nervous as he watched Chay.
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    me as hot as you do.” He sucked the big toe into his mouth as his fingers slid over the ring of muscle.
    Keaton gasped.
    Chay pushed a finger in and they both groaned.
    Damn, it was snug. His cock jerked in anticipation. He pressed another finger in, watching his mate’s face for signs of discomfort.
    There weren’t any. Bit’s cock was rock hard against his stomach again. His eyes closed, a slight smile on his lips. Fuck, Bit was a good-looking man. “Ready for another finger, pretty baby?”
    “Ready for your cock.”
    “You sure?”
    “Uh-huh.”
    Chay slid a third finger in, watching Bit’s face closely.
    Bit sighed.
    He pulled his fingers out and lined the head of his cock up with the ready hole. He pushed in and Keaton’s body swallowed him in. “Oh goddamn, you feel good.” He pressed forward slowly, his body arguing with him the whole way, telling him to hurry up. He ignored it, taking his time savoring the feel of his mate’s body squeezing him tight.
    Bit whimpered. “Move. Please move.”
    He did, thrusting gently at first. He’d done this before with women, but this was different, better. It was Bit, his mate.
    Bit made such sweet sounds,