Page 52 of The Werewolf's Deputy
Running his fingers through the fur at the back of Emmett’s neck, he tugged him closer, sucking on Emmett’s tongue when he opened up for him. Emmett groaned, trying to get closer, but they were already squished against the door as it was. There wasn’t anywhere near enough room in the cab of the truck as they needed.
“Let’s get out of here,” Jonah suggested between kisses. “If I’m going to be fucked by a werewolf, I want there to be a bed involved.”
Emmett growled in agreement, nipping at his neck just hard enough to make Jonah shiver.
“Drive fast.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
It took everything in Jonah’s power not to speed to get back to Emmett’s place. Excitement and nerves warred in his belly, and he wanted to get back as quickly as he could. But, being in the middle of the city, he was pretty sure there were cops everywhere, and he didn't have the money for a speeding ticket.
Emmett was in no way making it easier on him. He leaned across the seat, sniffing him and making Jonah shiver with his breath ghosting down his neck. Goosebumps popped up on skin, and by the time he pulled up in front of the gate that separated the pack land from the general public, he thought his cock was going to burst out of his zipper like the kool aid man.
There was a keypad to open the gate instead of security, and instead of sharing the code so Jonah could plug it in, Emmett unbuckled and leaned across him to type it in himself. Jonah didn't think it was because he didn’t trust him to know the code. No, he was pretty certain it was because Emmett was a brat and wanted to drag his body against Jonah’s just to tease him. Well, jokes on him, Jonah used the position to his advantage, reaching around his large frame to run his fingers along Emmett’s tail.
Emmett yelped, jumping, and nearly cracked his head on the window frame. Jonah’s mouth fell open in surprise, and when Emmett jerked back into his seat, Jonah rushed to apologize.
“I’m sorry. I was only teasing. I didn’t mean to–”
Huffing, Emmett shook his head. “You didn’t do anything bad. Our tails are just sensitive. Especially around the base.” He jerked his chin at the road in front of them, urging Jonah to pass through the gate before it shut again.
Jonah felt his cheeks burn, forcing his attention on the road and nothing else. He probably should have asked before getting all handsy. He kind of wanted to crawl into a hole and hide for a while from sheer embarrassment.
When they pulled up in front of Emmett’s home, Emmett waited just long enough for Jonah to put the truck into park before unbuckling Jonah’s seatbelt and dragging him into his lap.
“You’ve got no reason to be embarrassed. You just keep surprising me, that’s all.” His grin turned wicked as he added, “You can touch my tail whenever you want. Just make sure we’ve got privacy because the more you do that, the more I want to pounce on you.”
He didn’t sound or look upset and slowly, Jonah relaxed, tipping his head to the side to give him more room when Emmett started nuzzling him. He gasped when that long tongue licked up his neck, fingers tangling in the fur at the back of Emmett’s head.
“We should go inside,” he panted, groaning when Emmett cupped his ass and squeezed suggestively.
Emmett hummed agreeably, but didn’t immediately move to get out of the truck. Instead, he gently ran his teeth along Jonah’s neck, making his breath stutter in his chest. Those wicked fangs gently caressing his skin was both terrifying and thrilling, and Jonah’s cock kicked in excitement at the touch. Hedidn’t move, not wanting to risk injury, but he couldn’t help the tremble work its way down his spine.
Emmett groaned, pulling back with a pained expression. “You smell so good. You have no idea how hard it is not to strip you right here.”
“I’ve got something of an idea,” Jonah replied, tugging a little at his fur. “I feel the same way. Inside, now. Before we get caught.”
Thankfully, Emmett didn’t argue, popping open the door and sliding out with Jonah still in his arms. He wasn’t sure how Emmett could figure out where he was going, since Jonah was back to kissing him and couldn’t make himself stop, but they made it inside eventually and headed straight upstairs to the bedroom.
Jonah let out an embarrassing squeak when he was suddenly airborne, landing on the bed with a bounce. He gaped at the distance Emmett had thrown him, surprised that he hadn’t gotten hurt with that kind of distance.
“What was that for?”
Emmett grinned at him. “What? It was fun. And you made the best noise ever.”
Jonah felt his face flame and gave Emmett a scowl he couldn’t fully commit to, especially while the werewolf was slowly stalking closer, his eyes alight with hunger and his intention clear. Jonah shivered, checking for drool when Emmett yanked his t-shirt off over his head. The fur didn’t hide how jacked he was, and when he crawled on top of Jonah and helped him out of his shirt, the soft texture against his skin made him moan.
Emmett’s tongue tangled with his for only a second before he moved on to licking down Jonah’s neck and chest, teasing his nipples before trailing down his happy trail.
“You’ve got a little fur too,” Emmett teased, dipping his tongue into Jonah’s belly button.
Jonah huffed a laugh, digging his fingers into the bedding for something to hold onto. “Shut up.”
Emmett hummed, slowly unbuttoning Jonah’s jeans and dragging down the zipper. “But why? Can’t I admire the sexy man in my bed?”
He opened his mouth to say something snarky in response, but choked on the words when Emmett dragged his teeth along Jonah’s length through his boxers. Just like the first time, having Emmett’s teeth near his sensitive parts didn’t turn Jonah off. An embarrassing amount of precum leaked from his tip, and he had to force himself not to squirm at the contact.
Emmett went lower, pulling off Jonah’s shoes and socks, then dragged off his pants and boxers in one swift movement that made Jonah laugh. Emmett grinned at him, standing long enough to kick off his own shoes and strip the rest of the way.
