Southwest Shifters: 4
Casey is visiting a rival pack with orders to kill the Alpha and take control. Falling for Alex was not part of the plan, but Casey can't deny the attraction between them.
Alex comes with a lot of baggage. Years ago when he lost his mate, he erected an impenetrable wall of stone around his heart. He always believed he'd be alone the rest of his life but something about his visitor intrigues him and he opens his heart to Casey.
As Casey's desire for Alex grows, he knows there's no way he can go through with his mission, and he puts it off. But his Alpha is getting impatient, and finally Greyson shows up threatening to take matters into his own hands. Can Casey save the man he loves?
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“What do you want, Casey?” Alex muttered.
Words stuck in his throat. Casey wavered between turning tail and running or going for broke.
“Looking for another hand job?” Alex muttered harshly.
“No.” Whatever he did now was bound to change things between them. Make up your mind. “Looking to give one.” The Alpha’s scent made the hairs on the back of Casey’s neck standup, and heat coiled in his belly. He couldn’t help it. The man’s heady musk made him crazy, and he buried his face in Alex’s neck, breathing it in.
Alex sucked in a long breath. “You sure about this?”
“I’m not a taker. I like to give as good as I get.”
“Well, don’t feel obligated,” Alex said hoarsely.
“You want this or not?”
“Yeah, but I need to know you want it, too.”
What had he gotten himself into? “I’m not good with words.”
“Neither am I. Just make it simple. You into this or not?”
“Okay, okay. I don’t mind touching you.”
“Guess I’ll have to settle for that.” Alex turned around, and for a minute Casey thought the Alpha was going to kiss him, but instead Alex grinned. “Take my cock out.”
Casey froze and flushed red.
“You asked for this.”
He hesitated for a few seconds. Sure, he wanted to hold Alex’s length in his hands, but hearing it out loud unnerved him.
Finally Alex unzipped his jeans, reached a hand inside, and freed his dick.
Keeping his gaze firmly locked on Casey’s face, Alex pushed his jeans over his slim hips. He gripped his already stiff penis in both hands. “This… is… a… cock.” Alex enunciated each word in a very slow, deliberate manner. “Watch me.”
Casey didn’t need to be told, his eyes were glued to the bulbous, leaking cockhead. Alex’s hand moved up and down his shaft briskly until pre-cum ran from the slit in a stream. “Think you can do that? Alex asked sarcastically as he released his prick and gripped the sink behind him.
Casey could. He wanted to, but a wave of anxiety hit him. Alex turned him on like nobody’s business, but suddenly the old fears of being gay resurfaced.
“Look at my penis, Casey,” Alex demanded. “Don’t you want to touch it?”