“Fuck,” Shaw muttered.
He wasn’t sure if he would be able to make it all the way to Wyoming before sinking his hard dick into his mate’s ass and claiming the man’s body.
Chapter 10
Brock knew they wouldn’t be able to drive straight through to Shaw’s house. His poor mate had tried so hard to stay focused on his goal, but the scent of arousal hung heavily inside the truck cab. Brock felt powerful, knowing that his fierce wolf wanted him. And the feeling was completely mutual.
He’d purposefully requested different songs in order to show Shaw his moves. It was hard to do considering he was in the driver’s seat, but he’d delivered the best he could.
After a full day of driving, Shaw’s cock hadn’t deflated once. If anything the wolf’s cock remained hard and at the ready.
“Do you want to stop for the night?” Brock offered when he spotted a sign for a hotel.
They had reached Colorado, but it didn’t seem either one of them was eager to continue the drive. The teasing had pushed him closer to the edge, and now Brock didn’t want to wait. He needed to feel Shaw’s hands on his body. The one blow job he’d given Shaw wouldn’t hold him over, not any longer.
Shaw gave a jerky nod. “Pull off at the next exit.”
Brock sighed in relief as he did just that. He quickly maneuvered the truck into the first available hotel parking lot and cut the engine. Not wasting any time, he jumped out and grabbed his bag, eager to get inside the room. At this point, he knew a simple touch would send him over the edge.
“I’ll get a room,” Shaw called over his shoulder as he ran toward the lobby.
Brock stretched out his back, his legs shaking from the long drive. None of it affected his cock though. His shaft was hard and aching.
Shaw didn’t take long. He rushed out of the lobby and shouted across the parking lot. “Over here!”
Brock couldn’t help but laugh. It seemed they were both desperate. He marched after his mate and watched as Shaw fumbled with the magnetic card key. When the door opened, Brock was pulled inside. The door slammed, the lock clicked into place, and Shaw was on him. The man stripped his clothing off in record time, kissing and touching every inch of skin.
“Should we take a shower first?” Brock asked on a moan.
He felt sweaty and dirty after the long drive. They only stopped for food, fuel, and bathroom breaks. After almost eight hours, he was sure he wasn’t tasting his best, although it didn’t slow Shaw down.
“No,” Shaw growled out.
He placed openmouthed kisses along Brock’s neck, moving down his body until he reached his hard shaft.
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“Oh, God.” Brock stiffened as Shaw sucked his cock into his mouth, taking it all the way in until the head hit the back of his throat and he swallowed. “Shaw!” Brock howled, and he moaned.
He couldn’t get enough. Need, want, and desire drove him now. He was more beast than man. Sitting inside the cab of the truck for hours drove him crazy.
Shaw sucked hard, bobbing his head quickly. He swallowed down Brock’s pre-cum and groaned appreciatively as Brock’s flavor filled his mouth. His mate was delicious. As he continued to bob his head, Brock began to shake, his breathing harsh. Shaw knew the man wouldn’t be able to withstand much more, so he took Brock’s cock deep one more time, burying his nose in the short hairs and inhaling deeply, and then pulled off again.
He didn’t want Brock to find his release too soon. He wanted to draw this out for as long as possible, until Brock was begging for release. Gripping Brock’s hips, Shaw pulled off his mate’s beautiful cock.
“No!” Brock shouted, and Shaw chuckled lightly.
Shaw slowly moved his way up Brock’s body. He kissed the man’s flat stomach and beautiful chest, and nibbled on each nipple before taking possession of the man’s mouth in a heated kiss.
“I’m not done with you, baby. Hands and knees,” he ordered, and Brock immediately did as he said.
Shaw worked his way down Brock’s spine. He kissed and licked until Brock was moving sensually beneath him. He kept a close watch on Brock, watching his response and sensing his emotions. His sexy wolf reached out and grabbed ahold of the headboard, clenching his hands into tight fists. His muscles strained and jerked as Shaw moved down toward his prize. He’d been dreaming about Brock’s ass since they’d met inside Gideon’s office.
“You’re so sexy, wolf.” He growled against Brock’s soft skin.
When he reached the top of Brock’s ass, he leaned back and kneaded Brock’s ass cheeks in both his hands. Shaw placed a kiss to first one ass cheek and then the other.