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Chapter 32

“M ay I undress you?”

The werewolf looked hopeful and intent both at the same time as he loomed above Gordon. Does he loom? No, maybe more like admire?

Gordon decided not to answer, instead reached up, framed Adler’s face with his hands. “I think you are a good person, Adler. I like you. We should date.”

Adler’s light brown eyes seemed to light up. “We should. I want that very much. I’ll take you out and surprise you. All the things. But for right now, may I undress you?”

Gordon smiled. His life hadn’t been all hardship, far from it, but this happiness, he hadn’t allowed that in before.

“You may.”

Adler growled as if he were pleased. He started with the buttons on Gordon’s shirt, then spent some time with the pants, but Gordon got the sense it was more about touching than removing clothing in an efficient manner. He even went so far as to wiggle out of his shoes by himself.

The next thing he knew, Adler had gotten his shirt open and was nuzzling and kissing Gordon’s belly, exploring his abdomen with ardor.

“You should be glad I’m not ticklish.”

“Hmm. I could tie you down. I have a feather toy. Maybe you are ticklish after all.”

Gordon was about to laugh that off. He looked at Adler, and Adler was watching him closely, even as his tongue drew patterns beneath Gordon’s navel.

“Fuck. You mean that.”

“Yeah. I have other things as well. But for now—”

He nipped Gordon’s skin, making Gordon gasp and drop his head back.

That finally made Adler move. This time around, Adler had no issue getting Gordon undressed fast. Gordon helped, but the werewolf was the eager one, the one who stopped to cup Gordon’s neck and invade his mouth with a deep kiss while they sought friction, rubbed against one another until they tumbled back into the sheets, gasping.

Soon enough, Adler unbuckled his belt, pulled it out of the loops and tossed it, then got rid of the pants and everything underneath. It was the last piece of clothing between them.

Adler was already firm, his tip wet, much like Gordon. This is going to be fun, Gordon thought and rolled back on the bed.

Adler saw that for the invitation it was and came right back to loom, like a moon that had been temporarily hidden by clouds.

Adler’s nostrils flared. “We’re dating.” A slow smile crept over his face. “I’m dating the hottest vampire forensic pathologist in town.”

“This hot forensic pathologist is naked underneath you right now, detective. As an investigator, what do you think that means?”

Just a single beat of a werewolf’s heart later, Gordon had his answer. Adler had descended on him, was claiming his mouth and grinding into him, both their cocks hot and throbbing between them.

And yet, there was no hurrying this, no need to push or pull. Gordon found himself falling into the moment and enjoying it, Adler’s pure attention, the way he kissed before nipping Gordon’s skin.

“Like my neck?” Gordon asked when Adler was licking over a spot he’d just bitten.

“Love it. About the biting—”

“It’s still okay.”

Once more, Adler growled. It sounded pleased, almost as if he were preening. “I need to be inside you. My teeth, my cock—I need both inside you.”

Gordon shivered. “That’s hot.”

“Glad you think so.”

Adler pulled away, taking with him that glorious friction between them, but it was only for a moment. He kneeled above Gordon, and with his clearly superior werewolf bulk and strength, flipped Gordon over.

“Your legs. Spread them for me.”

Gordon complied while Adler fumbled for a bottle of lube that was already out on his nightstand.

“Adler.”

“Almost, sweetheart. Let’s get you ready now. Lift that ass for me. Yes, that’s right. Such a nice view. Fuck, Gordon, why are you this hot?”

Gordon looked back over his shoulder. “Maybe that’s just werewolf tunnel vision?”

Adler, brows drawn, looked at him. “No.”

In the next moment, he was exploring Gordon’s hole with slick fingers. The stretching could have gone faster. Gordon still felt loose enough. Adler took his time though. “Keep breathing,” he would say. “Your hole looks so pretty. Looks like you’re craving another finger,” he told Gordon. “You’re going to take me so well, sweetheart. I’ll cum so hard once I’m inside you.”

Gordon was about to tell Adler to get on with it when all of a sudden, Adler pulled his fingers out.

“Ah!”

“I’ll fuck you now, sweetheart. Lift that ass for me.”

Gordon felt dizzy, so hungry for this. Adler’s warm hand was on his thigh, and then there was a massive cock pressing into him, sliding inside easily. Gordon gasped with the sensation. It nearly overwhelmed him. I think I’ve been doing sex wrong all this time, but this is it. This is the way.

When Adler snapped his hips and their bodies connected, Gordon screamed out and nearly came right then and there.