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cupboards under there, reaching for the bottle of skin cream he kept, though not for his skin.

He squirted a little into his hands and rubbed them together to slick his palm  just enough, and the next time he grabbed his cock, he nearly came.

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“Fuck! Chris,” he moaned.

He’d seen Chris with his shirt off. He knew what his chest looked

like, so there was no fantasy where that was concerned. He imagined  himself licking that chest,  the ridges between his smaller muscles,  pulling one of those little brown nipples into his mouth.

Chris would screw his eyes shut, spreading his legs, inviting Eli in  to claim him.

No, Eli pictured himself turning Chris over, putting him onto his hands and knees, touching his hole with his tongue, making Chris buck and moan before Eli stilled him by putting his hands on Chris’s hips and thrusting his slick cock inside and―

Eli groaned as he came, shooting into the toilet bowl.

He rested his face on his arm, giving himself a minute to catch his breath before finally releasing his dick and pulling the toilet seat

town.

He cleaned up and showered, throwing the borrowed jeans into his

ever-growing laundry pile. He took the bandage off his face before it  could have the chance to get wet. There was a little blood soaking  through it, but otherwise, the slice had closed up.

Those blades the weres were using couldn’t have been silver,  otherwise he would have been sick and his wounds wouldn’t be

healing all that quickly.

Thank God for small miracles.

He sat on his unmade bed and rubbed his hands through his hair.

Christ, was this what it was like to have an unclaimed mate so close

by, but holding off on taking them?

They said that humans, despite being human, were capable of  experiencing the same emotional and physical needs as their lycan  counterparts when they were close to their mates.

Please God, let Chris be feeling these things, too, Eli silently  prayed, his cock already twitching as the faintest thought of Chris

naked and calling to him entered his mind. He didn’t know how much  longer he’d be able to hold off on just taking the other man, or else he

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would go insane if he had to stay this horny and needy all the time.

* * * *

“I’m banning you from the bars,” James said when Eli finally  managed to get his ass out of his cottage and go and see him. “If I  ever find out you went there without just cause within the next twelve  months, I will banish you from the pack.”

James had been angry enough as it stood, considering Eli had  been late to show up, and whether Eli had found his mate as a result  from going to the bar or not, the fact stood that he had disobeyed ten  times too many, and now James clearly had enough.

He had a couple of bottles hidden under his kitchen sink  anyway.  He could take sips from them now and again whenever the reminder  of Eric’s death got to be too much, and slowly, he could wean himself  off the stuff.

He had to get sober now that he’d found Chris anyway.

“Yes, sir, of course.”

James looked at him skeptically. He wasn’t the sort of leader to admonish his alphas while sitting behind a desk. No, they were both standing, and James had his back to his new bookcase, and his arms were crossed as he stared at Eli. “You’re giving me your word on this?”

Eli nodded. If he was careful with the amount he had, he could

probably make it last for a couple of weeks. That should be more than

enough time for him to get his ass on the wagon. “Yes, sir.”

“And I’m not going to find out you snuck on down to town to buy

more booze?”

“No, sir, definitely not.”

“Good.” James uncrossed his arms and stood straight. Eli got the  message that he was being dismissed.

“Go find your mate now. Corey and Tristan were with him, last I  heard, trying to get him used to us, but he’ll be needing you.”

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Eli blushed. This was where things got awkward. “James, how am

I supposed to claim him?”

James’s brows went into his hairline.

“I know how to fuck him,” Eli clarified. “But how am I supposed  claim him? Will he be for it if I just go up to him and, I don’t know,  throw him over my shoulders or something?”

That actually sounded like it would make for really good sex. Eli  could go up to him and, caveman-style, just grab Chris around the  waist and walk off with him.

But Chris was still a human. Regardless of the fact that they were mated, and that Chris was probably feeling the same things Eli was, there was the great big, glaring fact that he probably wouldn’t appreciate being hauled off like that.

“Hm,” James said. “I don’t know. Corey was a werewolf himself by the time we claimed each other, so his case is a little different. You might want to ask Tristan or Isaac about that one.”

Considering all the money he owed to Isaac, Eli wasn’t too concerned about asking him for anything.

“You’re both adults,” James said. “He’s your mate, so he is sexually attracted to you at the very least. Just go up to him, offer him a drink,  non-alcoholic, and explain your situation or don’t, I don’t think it matters, and you should have him in bed soon enough.”

That was right, and Eli couldn’t believe he hadn’t thought of it before. “Okay, thank you, sir.”

“Eli?”

Eli halted before he could turn around and make his escape.

“Yeah?”

“Have you ever had sex with another man before?”

Eli wasn’t embarrassed by the question. This was his mated alpha  asking him this, so it wasn’t like the question hurt his sense of morals,  thin as they’d been recently. “Yes. I am gay. I just never thought I’d  mate with a man.”

James nodded, looking thoughtful. “It does seem to be happening

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an awful lot lately.”

And Eli thanked God for that. With all the shit he’d had to deal

with lately, having a