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 I know baby. Dillon s brilliant blue eyes took the lube handed to
him from Thomas without looking at the other were.  But I ve learned in
life sometimes you just can t have everything you want and if I can have
even a little bit of you I ll survive.
Ben knew it went unsaid that if they couldn t bond or if Thomas wolf
rejected them being together, than this beautiful black-haired blue-eyed
man would take his own life.
 It ll work out.
Dillon didn t give his lover any of the usual platitudes. They both
knew the results of this mating would affect all of their lives forever. Just
the feel of Ben beneath him was worth any amount of heartache.
The feel of a hand stroking his back caused his head to jerk around.
 Easy. Thomas said in his rich voice that could make the
encyclopedia sound like a dirty bedtime story.  My wolf wants to get a
feel for you.
He tried to relax. Really he did but he didn t know Thomas and his
wolf was a cautious soul. He didn t shy away but he didn t lean into the
hand either.
Ben sighed beneath him.  Kiss already. Your making me nervous and
my wolf likes you both fine.
Dillon looked at Thomas as a potential lover would. The man wasn t
his usual type. His perfect type was lying beneath him waiting for him to
kiss another man. But if he met him on the street he would definitely take
a second look and maybe a third if he heard him speak.
He was amused to see Thomas looking him over in the same manner.
 We are a rather good looking pair. Dillon smirked.
 Yes we are. Thomas agreed.
Before he could say any of the other smart ass comments hovering on
his tongue Thomas grabbed his head with two long fingered hands and
kissed him stupid.
Flames rippled up his back so hot he thought he was on fire. Moaning
he released his hold on Ben and wrapped his arms around Thomas diving
into the kiss and absorbing he other man s sounds.
Impressions and vague thoughts of heat and need whispered from the
other were into Dillons head. One thought rose above them all alerting
Dillon to the fact that the thoughts weren t his. An image of Dillon s cock
floated through his mind.
I need to taste that.
Dillon s head jerked.  I heard you in my mind.
Thomas eyes went wide.  What did you hear?
Dillon blushed.
 Well, well, Thomas teased.  You did hear me.
 What were you thinking? Ben asked.
Thomas nodded indicating that Dillon should answer.
Still blushing Dillon said,  He wanted to taste my dick.
Ben laughed.  He ll have to stand in line. Come here and give me first
taste.
Smiling, Dillon climbed up Ben s body until he was even crotch to
mouth.  Taste away baby. I can t tell you how many nights I dreamed of
this moment.
 Don t waste time dreaming when you can be doing. Ben said right
before he sucked the tip of Dillon s cock into his mouth.
Dillon moaned. He was so sensitive and this was Ben, his dream man.
Just watching those cherry lips wrap around his prick was enough to
tighten his balls and make him want to shoot. When Ben sucked him
deeper Dillon couldn t take it anymore and pulled out.
 Mine. Ben growled his eyes shifted in passion and there was a hint
of fang.
 You fanged out, definitely no cock for you. Lift you legs and I ll
grease you up. You can suck me off later. There is no way I m letting you
near me with saberteeth.
Ben snickered.  Fair enough. He turned his head to look at his other
mate.  Thomas would you slick me up?
Thomas nodded.  Do you mind? He asked Dillon?  I d feel better if I
knew he was prepared to take you.
Nodding, Dillon slid to one side and let the other man in. With
Thomas hand that close to his body he could feel the heat from the other
were. The scent of hot, needy male had him looking down to see a long
erect cock with shiny drips of pre-come between Thomas legs.
Giving into instinct he slid lower and swiped a tongue to capture the
other man s essence.
Flavor exploded across his taste buds.
 Mmmm. More. Need clawed at him with fangs sharper than any
wolf. With nothing more in his head than, want Dillon pounced. Thomas
hit the floor with Dillon deep-throating his cock.
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