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that,” he moaned, pushing back against  Mason’s hips.

They fucked in an irregular pattern. There was no rhythm to what they were doing, but it was the best sex Mason had had in years. The push and pull of his cock inside that tight hole was to die for. He needed to let his inner wolf out more often because it knew a thing or two about passion and fucking.

Mason gripped Derek’s hips as tightly as he could without breaking the skin and straightened his back, looking down and watching as his dick disappeared inside of Derek’s hole.

“You. Are. So. Fucking. Hot.”

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Derek didn’t say anything. The only sounds he seemed capable of making were the breathy moans that had become his language as  Mason claimed him, fucked him, touched everything inside of him.

The sizzle in his balls when they bounced like a wrecking ball against the back of Derek’s thighs only added to his pleasure, and when everything inside of him went tight and the pleasure built, he knew the end was near and sped up his pumping hips.

Derek cried out. “Holy fuck! I’m coming! I’m―”

Derek spilled himself again, though this time, he didn’t grab hold of his dick to hurry it along. He was more eager to just let it come on its own this time, it seemed.

Mason held on and fucked Derek as hard and as fast as he could,

throwing his head back and yelling his orgasm when it gathered inside  of him and shot out of his cock, spilling himself inside of his lover.

As he came, Mason grabbed the base of his prick and quickly  pulled out. He stroked himself the rest of the way, and let his cum  spill onto Derek’s back.

When he finished, he sighed at the sight.

Now he’d claimed his mate.

“Wow.” Derek laughed, letting his body flop over onto the soft

sand. “We need to do that more often.”

Mason had no intention of letting them leave this pond until they’d made love at least four more times. Even after being so recently satisfied, already his cock was twitching for more. If Mason so much as allowed himself to look down at his lover, his mate, and

think a couple of dirty thoughts, he’d be as hard as those math exams

he took for those online classes he’d tried a couple years ago.

As it was, he decided his mate could use a five-minute breather.

The longer Mason held off, the better the pleasure would be when he had that perfect ass  in his possession again.

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Chapter Nine

Tom had everything he needed now. The three extra hunters had arrived, although they were cocky little shits, the lot of them. He wouldn’t trust any of them to have his back, but they were idiots to assume that he had theirs.

“Just stay behind us, old man,” said their leader, Tatum, who  refused to take any commands from Tom.

Really, what sort of stupid new-age name was Tatum anyway?  Fucking parents nowadays naming their children such ridiculous  names. They should  be shot, really.

That was fine. This was only a temporary deal anyhow. All he  needed was for these new hunters to lead the way into the area where  the pack of werewolves resided. They’d captured one not too long  ago, but he’d unfortunately been a wild one, with no allegiance to any  pack.

The monster had still known where to find more of them, and he’d  given the location of the pack willingly.

Not just one pack, but two. There were two packs within an hour’s  drive of Brampton. Tom couldn’t believe his good luck. It was no  wonder that the other hunters who’d arrived before him had such

trouble getting any pelts to sell, or even getting out of the area alive,  when there were so many organized wolves out and about.

That didn’t seem to deter these men a single bit. Tom had known  they were thrill seekers and hungry for money, but just being in the  same room with them was a nightmare. The oldest of the three was  only twenty-four years old, and the stupid idiot carried around one of  those portable gaming systems and  played it during the night, as

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though that wasn’t the perfect way for a werewolf to find them by  following the sounds.

Even Billy, fool that he was, was smart enough to keep those  things locked up and out of sight. Tom was pretty sure the guy had  even sold his to help pay for a new pistol not too many months ago.

These boys were practically worthless, and how they’d survived  for so long, Tom would never know.

The only information they took from him, and hesitantly at that,  was when he pulled out the photo ID from the bag and wallet they’d  snagged from the store before lighting it on fire.

He’d explained that the man in the picture was human and a  supporter. The three boys nodded and told him they would protect  him if some human should attempt to attack.

God, Tom could hardly wait for these idiots to get killed in the  coming battle.

* * * *

Mason woke up to the warmth of the sun on his body and the warmth of Derek’s body beneath him. He was so comfortable that for a moment he’d thought he was lying in bed with his mate, just waking up before the alarm could start its bitching for the day.

No. They were still at the pond.

Mason picked himself up onto his hands, pulling his weight off of  Derek’s back.

The other man shivered with the sudden chill then opened hiseyes, looked up at Mason, and smiled.

“Morning,” he said.

Mason breathed a sigh of relief. Though he’d been assured by the man beneath him, some part of him still chewed over the possibility of what would happen the morning after. He’d been frightened, but  Derek was awake. From what Mason could see, there was no blood

between his legs, and he was smiling up at Mason.

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Mason cleared his throat. “Good morning.”

Derek lifted himself, prompting Mason to pull the rest of his weight off of

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