Page 73 of The Werewolf's Deputy
“Is it? Because I was hoping to wake up in a different way, and I’m a little disappointed–”
He cut himself off with a yelp when Emmett yanked his sleep pants off in one quick motion. The werewolf moved fast when he wanted something, and he never said no to sex.
“Ungh…Who was…Oh, fuck…Who was at the door?” he moaned, lifting his hips as Emmett’s tongue worked him open.He wasn’t even mad that his mate hadn’t even kissed him yet. Emmett wasn’t making him move, he was still really comfy, and the promise of Emmett’s knot was just on the horizon. Lazy morning sex was one of his favorite things ever.
Shifting lower to tongue at his balls, Emmett answered, “Harlem. He wants me to keep you busy while they finish setting up the party.”
Jonah made a mental note to thank Harlem later. He was more than happy to be distracted for as long as they needed. Especially when Emmett’s tongue returned to his ass and started teasing his prostate.
The most Emmett made him move was to draw one leg up to make more room for him. He rested his big body on top of Jonah’s, surrounding him with soft fur and firm muscles, and slid inside him in one smooth motion. Jonah groaned, face half-buried in the pillow as he let Emmett have his wicked way with him.
“Want to try that thing we were talking about?” Emmett purred into his ear.
Jonah shuddered and nodded. He wasn’t even sure what Emmett was referring to, they talked about a lot of positions since they started hooking up, but he didn’t even care. Whatever Emmett had planned, Jonah was down for it.
Emmett pushed deeper, the swell of his knot only a tease compared to its full size. A memory of the conversation sparked in Jonah’s mind and he moaned, clenching around Emmett’s length just thinking about what was about to happen.
Sliding a hand underneath them, Emmett wrapped it around Jonah’s cock, his grip just tight enough that when he ground his hips against Jonah’s, the movement slid Jonah’s cock through his grip already covered in slick. Jonah moaned helplessly, trapped under Emmett’s weight as he took pleasure from both sides. Emmett didn’t pull out, just ground against him, keepinghis cock deep inside him. It was just enough to tease, while the slide of Jonah’s cock through Emmett’s hand made him clench and moan, his writhing movements only turning them both on more.
The reason for the position slowly got more intense, and Jonah felt his breath catch as Emmett’s knot swelled inside him. He loved the pounding movements, the promise of the knot when they were so close to coming, but something about feeling it stretching him from the inside was setting Jonah on fire. He whimpered and gasped, thrusting into Emmett’s hand, and his eyes rolled back as it stretched him to his limit.
“Emmett, Emmett, Emmett…”
Emmett was too far gone to answer, groaning and rocking his hips, making them both moan as the movement pulled at where they were locked together. “Ngh, Jonah, fuck…”
He growled when Jonah arched into him, and the feral sound had Jonah clamping down hard on that knot, setting them both off. Jonah came with a long moan, the knot grinding on his prostate in just the right way, while the squeeze of Jonah’s body made Emmett howl as he came.
He was snickering when they caught their breath, and Jonah felt Emmett move as he nuzzled the mark on his shoulder, giving it an affectionate lick like he always did after sex. “What’s so funny?”
“You. Did the werewolf howl thing come from a werewolf having sex, or is it just coincidence that you do that?”
He felt rather than saw the grin spread across Emmett’s face, he was still face down on the mattress and trapped under Emmett’s weight, and he braced himself for an equally ridiculous answer to the ridiculous question.
“Could have come from a werewolf having sex, but I think part of it has to do with you. The way your body clenches around mine makes me feel absolutely feral.”
Heat swept through him, and he clenched automatically, making Emmett groan. When he rocked his hips, tugging at their connection, Jonah got the feeling he was going to be limping to the party.
Oh well. Totally worth it.
Taron didn’t just show up with his mates. It seemed like he showed up with half of Spellbound. Peri and Kian were there of course, being some of Jonah’s closest friends at the office. They naturally brought their mates with them. Roz was a given. But Taron also invited Avery; his mate Ozen, who was literally the CEO of the company; their chief legal officer, the grumpy dragon who let them use his balcony for their picnic and his mate; the mage they’d been working with to establish Spellbound’s Moonfall pack team and his mate, who was the first telepath Jonah had ever met, and a few others Jonah didn't entirely recognize. The names started to blend together at one point, and he was pretty sure Taron had decided to use his birthday as an excuse to go a little crazy.
They all brought presents, which was another shock for Jonah. He hadn’t gotten a birthday present in over ten years. But not only were there presents from all Taron’s friends, the pack had gone all out as well. The present table was so overflowing that they’d had to bring out another just to support it all.
It was all a little chaotic and overwhelming, but Jonah wasn’t about to start complaining. He was just happy he’d managed to talk his way out of the karaoke competition. He couldn’t hold a tune to save his life, and he didn't want to embarrass himself. Emmett didn’t have the same reservations, him and Miguel both singing their lungs out on the little stage they’d set upspecifically for that purpose. Emmett had a decent voice, way better than Jonah’s warbling attempts whenever he sang, but it was Miguel who was stealing the show, his crooning notes giving Jonah goosebumps. The man belonged on a real stage somewhere.
Jonah’s phone ringing drew his focus from the stage just as they were gearing up for the grand finale. He was going to silence it, figuring it was spam, but when he saw the name on the screen, he frowned, stepping away from the party to find somewhere quieter as he answered the phone.
“Mom?”
“Jonah…”
Her normally clipped tone was hesitant, like she hadn’t expected him to answer the phone. It took her a second to speak.
“You missed the holidays.”
Jonah felt his eyebrows go up. “I didn’t think I was invited.”
She huffed, gathering steam now that she was in familiar territory. “You would be if you came to your senses. This has gone on long enough, Jonah. You need to come home and apologize.”
