Kidnapped by the Werewolf Hunter [DeWitt's Pack 13] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Marcy Jacks (best color ereader .txt) 📖

Cole mumbled something, but Everett had been too focused on just standing there in his daze that he almost didn’t hear it.

“What was that?”

Cole’s response wasn’t much louder, but Everett at least heard it this time. “You’re mine, too.”

Chapter Seven

It took Cole a few minutes to come to terms with what happened in the water. Everett had to do it first, and that was something he didn’t know was possible out of a human. He’d thought that if he’d found his mate, then he would be the first one to do the claiming because humans just didn’t do things like that.

No, Everett had done it first, which was strange enough, but the second the man had spoken those words, Cole had known them to be true.

There was a brief period of time when he’d assumed he would never find a mate because he’d been born a human. No one had ever really gotten around to explaining all the rules about mating and werewolf history to him. He knew some things, but not enough to consider himself an expert, so there was still so much he needed to learn. This was something he was happy with.

Even when Cole had first been introduced to the idea of having a mate, he’d thought of Everett, and he’d wished that things could have been different between them.

It kind of made him want to go back and find the other man, but he was a werewolf now, and he could never go back to normal human society.

That, and he and Everett had broken up, and Everett had a new boyfriend. Why would he try dumping his new situation on the other man at all when Everett hadn’t wanted him?

Clearly, that was a moot point because Everett did want him now, as was proven when they pulled themselves out of the water after finishing their bath, and Everett found another rock, large enough for Cole to sit on, and then proceeded to give him the best blow job Cole had ever had in his life.

Everett was the kind of man who could be enthusiastic, but his mouth had worked Cole’s cock like he’d been afraid it would be their last time or something. He’d made sure Cole was nicely tortured the entire time as well. Whenever Cole thought he was about to come, Everett would feel the change in his body and stop. He would start again, and then stop, and then over and over again until Cole promised Everett bodily harm if he didn’t just finish him off already.

Thankfully, Everett had finally done as Cole had demanded, and while he hadn’t had the brain power to time it, his best guess would be that he’d come for at least fifteen seconds.

Everett had certainly looked pleased with himself after wiping his mouth with the back of his hand after that bit.

Everett had gotten hard again, and they’d both taken advantage of Cole’s werewolf stamina and had each other again. Everett had pulled a bottle of sunscreen out of his bag, and once they’d gotten out of the water, they made due with that. Over and over again.

Cole hadn’t realized how much he missed having Everett’s cock in his ass. He’d missed riding the other man and sitting on his lap while Everett cussed and whispered hotly into his ear.

His last orgasm was a gentle one, but holding Everett’s warm body was the most pleasurable experience he could’ve had.

They napped in the sun for a few minutes before getting up. They needed to cook the pheasants before their little bodies attracted any wildlife or went bad.

Everett prepared the meat while Cole did the fire, and every time he passed the man, holding some dried sticks in one arm, he would make sure to gently touch Everett in some way as he went by.

Everett always smiled at him when he did that, and Cole understood what was happening.

They were honeymooning. They were both so happy to finally be together again that they were putting the immediate problems and threats that were still an issue out of their minds.

That could be dangerous. They both had to stay on high alert while they were out here.

Cole got the fire started, and Everett skewered the birds and put them over to cook. All in all, they both made a pair of excellent campers, but now that the sun was starting to go down, Cole wanted to start talking. He still had questions that needed to be answered, and he wished he didn’t have to bring this shit up, but it needed to be done. He wasn’t over how they’d ended.

Everett beat him to it. “You got serious all of a sudden,” he said.

He supposed he had. He was reluctant to leave the little bubble they’d both created for themselves, but now it was time to get back down to business. “What happened with us? I mean, I thought you were going to move away, and then you didn’t, and I thought I hated you, especially after you started walking around with another guy, but I don’t hate you. What happened?”

Everett groaned a little and put his face in his hands before looking back up at him. “I was…I didn’t get the job.”

“What?”

Everett nodded. “Yeah. That better job with the better pay in the better location that was practically all mine.” His mouth twisted, as though he were making fun of the job offer or his former belief in it. “They gave it to someone else. I found out shortly after we broke it off. Luckily my current boss understood and let me keep working on the trails and in the parks.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Cole asked.

Everett looked away from him. “I guess I was ashamed and embarrassed. I thought for sure I would get that job and that when we calmed down I could call you and we could make it work or something, but when