Lexie Davis

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On the hunt
Shifters of North Point 2

August Rinehard took his job as a soldier in the shifter’s rebel army seriously. This lone wolf had a simple mission: find India and get her back. Their beloved leader’s sister has been targeted by the humans and if they get her, the world could delve into utter chaos. However, along the way, he finds a hurt wolf, Kory, a shifter that was subjected to the humans entrapment and torture. The two hit it off immediately and the passion between them sizzles. But the lone wolf doesn’t want a relationship, or worse, mate. While they search for their leader’s beloved sister, the pull of the moon is nearly unbearable. A quick romp in the sack leads to the beginning of the bonding phase that neither of them can deny. Can these two loners find a happy life together? Or will their bond be the end of them both?

 

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“You okay?” August asked him, running a hand along his back. It was still marked from the bullet holes. While he’d heal, he’d probably have scarring. The thought of what he went through with Jeffery just pissed him off all over again.

“Is it supposed to hurt when you breathe?” Kory pushed up from his place on the bed. “Everything in my body fucking hurts.”

August leaned in and pressed a kiss to his bicep. “I’m sorry.”

Kory’s grumpy mood changed almost instantly as he glanced around the room. Realizing where he was, he met August’s eyes again. “Why’d you come get me?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” August laid back and propped his head up with one arm. “Rumor has it that I’m bonding with you.”

Kory gave him a grin. “It was a good blow job, but even I will admit it wasn’t that good.”

August reached for him because he could. He wanted to be wrapped up in Kory. To be completely surrounded by him. Kory took the hint. Moving closer, he leaned down so that his lips pressed against August’s. The slide of his tongue against his lover’s sent shivers down his spine. The raw sexual energy they’d been skirting around pumped in full force inside him. August cupped Kory’s cheeks and held him closer, taking his time to taste his lover. God, when did kissing become so damn good?

Kory pulled back, ending the kiss. He stared into August’s eyes for a moment. His expression was unreadable. August didn’t know what went through his mind, but he wanted to. He wanted to know everything about him.

“I thought you didn’t do relationships.”

August licked his lips. “I think I have a weakness for tempting alpha wolves that need my help.”

“I needed your help?” Kory arched an eyebrow.

“Twice.”

“I’ve helped you too.”

“Once.” August slipped his hands around Kory’s waist. “You owe me.”

Kory blew out a breath and glanced down at August’s body. “I suppose I do. Any clues as to what you need help with?”

“I can think of something.” August cupped Kory’s ass and pulled him forward so that their cocks rubbed together. August nipped at Kory’s lower lip as he reached around to cup his lover’s cock.

A hiss left Kory’s lips as August touched him. “You’re testing my control.”

“You don’t need control. Not right now.” August licked at the pounding pulse in his neck as he stroked Kory’s cock. “Fuck me like you want.”

He growled at August’s response and took his mouth in a rough kiss. Yes, this was what he had been waiting for. August closed his eyes and let his lover take over. He’d been in control in past relationships and giving over that control to someone he trusted felt right. Good. Better than good. Perfect. Kory nipped and sucked at August’s lips until they were swollen from his kisses.

August stroked his cock, loving the feel of it in his hand. Everything about Kory was big and bold and wonderful. Every pull of Kory’s mouth on August’s neck went straight to his own dick. Kory moved down August’s body, planting kisses along his hard chest and abs. He tossed the blanket behind them and spread August’s legs wider.

“It’s going to hurt that tiny hole to take my cock.” Kory’s finger brushed along August’s hole. “You’ve never been penetrated, have you?”

August licked his lips. “No.”

Kory kissed the inside of August’s hairy thigh. “There’s other things we can do.”

“Maybe.” August gripped the hand holding his hip. A flood of emotion overwhelmed him as he thought about the intensity of the past few days. They’d only known each other a short while and it was absurd to think that he was bonding with this man, but he couldn’t exactly ignore the feelings he had either, no matter how hard he tried. “But I want you. I just…I want you.”

When Kory smiled, his entire face lit up the entire room. “Look at you getting all sappy.”

He had no idea. August tried to push out the image of Jeffery’s shooting Kory from his mind, but he couldn’t. He’d never felt such an array of emotions swirling inside him. Too much had happened in such a short period of time. He couldn’t dwell on it since they still had problems going on, but he could enjoy Kory for a little bit.

And that’s exactly what he intended to do.

Kory’s tongue circled the tip of August’s dick. “Your sappiness has nothing to do with me getting shot, does it?”

He pushed up over him so that August was forced to meet his gaze. August didn’t say anything, doing his best to encourage Kory to touch him again.

“I’m okay,” Kory’s mouth titled slightly at the corners. “Really, I am.”

“I don’t want to talk about that now.”

Kory stared at him for what felt like forever. He didn’t really reveal anything with his expression. He could have been waiting for August to tell him about the weather for all he knew. “Roll over.”

August shuffled, moving to his stomach while Kory gripped his hips, holding his ass in the air. He slipped his finger between August’s ass cheeks, finding the puckered hole and circling it. Kory moved so that his warm breath fanned August’s cheek. Then the scrape of his teeth came next.

“You sure you want this? You want me?”

“Yes.” August glanced over his shoulder at Kory. “It’s not even a question.”

 

 



 

 

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