It was dark and slippery as it rained. Which was probably why Erin didn’t see the wall he was about to slam into as he rounded the corner.
Chest and face came into full contact with bricks. He saw white as he smashed his nose into it, falling back into a puddle. Probably one filled with filth and dog piss. The alley Erin had been running through didn’t exactly look the cleanest, but that didn’t matter.
What mattered was the hunters chasing after him.
They were fast. He rolled onto his belly. There was no point in trying to stay dry. He wasn’t even wearing a jacket.
And there they came.
Four of them. Three men and one woman.
They actually wore gloves and held nets and elongated collars for his throat.
As if he was a dog. As if he was a feral dog.
The Dog Catchers. That’s what people called them. No one ever came back after they were caught. Erin didn’t want to disappear.
He scrambled to his knees, but something grabbed him hard by the elbow yanking him up.
Erin flailed. Fighting against the hands that grabbed him.
They came from the wall he’d just run into.
Not a wall. Obviously. It was a man.
A huge man with a wide chest and grim expression as he stared down at Erin with those silver eyes.
Erin shivered. Then snapped himself out of it and started to fight again as if his life depended on it.
He was pretty sure it did.
“Easy, easy now.”
“Let me go!”
Erin punched the man in the face. Erin was an omega, but he should still have some strength in him to knock back a human, maybe shock him enough to let go.
The man didn’t so much as flinch, and Erin was pretty sure he broke one of his knuckles.
He yelled and fell back. The huge man grabbed him by the collar of his soaked shirt before he could get away from him, dragging him close.
“Please,” Erin begged.
“I’m not going to let them have you.”
Erin blinked through the water dripping down his hair and into his eyes.
Erin glanced back at the four Dog Catchers. They stopped five five feet from Erin, as if they finally noticed the huge guy he was standing with and wanted to keep their distance.
“Hand over the wolf.”
“I’m not infected!” Erin held onto the big man’s wrists, now suddenly hoping the other man really didn’t let him go.
He didn’t want to go with these people and he didn’t want them to do…whatever it was they were planning on doing to him.
It couldn’t be good. It was never good.
When they’d taken his mate, it sure as hell wasn’t good.
The big man—God, he could be an alpha if he was a wolf. If alpha’s still existed—looked down at Erin curiously, then leaned in to his neck, his nostrils working in a long sniff.
Erin tried to yank himself back, but then a powerful hand reached out, clutching the back of his head, pulling him closer.
“What are you doing?”
The man eventually pulled back, satisfied with whatever he’d found.
“Do you smell that?”
Erin blinked. “Smell what?”
The huge man tiled his head a little, then growled. “Damn rain.”
He looked at the Dog Catchers. “I’ll be taking him with me. You don’t have to worry about him anymore.”
“The hell you are. You need to back the fuck off and let us do our job.”
“If I go with them I’ll never get away.” Erin looked up at the man. A man he didn’t know. “They’ll kill me.”
Because that’s what they did.
The man growled. His eyes changed.
Alpha. The word crossed his mind, and even a flicker of hope filled him up.
But no. That was impossible. There were no alphas anymore. They were all gone. This guy…was something else.
That was the word he wanted, and when matte black wings with silver veins sprung up, blocking out what little yellow light there was in this dark night from the lamps in the alley, Erin knew he was right.
He just didn’t expect the dragon to lift him into his arms and jump into the air. High into the sky, the rain pelting down harder on them.
Erin screamed. He probably screamed like a teenaged girl. He absolutely didn’t care as lightning flashed dangerously close, and Erin was able to see what the huge man looked like when his face changed into something a little closer to his animal shape.
He almost looked like a demon, and right before he fainted like a coward, Erin had to wonder if he might have been safer with the Dog Catchers.
Erin gasped for breath, looking down at him, as though shocked before Silver spread his cheeks apart and leaned in.
Erin groaned, his entire body warming even more than it already felt in Silver’s hands when Silver pressed his tongue to that sweet pucker.
“Ah God,” Erin moaned, then spasmed against the tongue that pushed inside him. “Oh fuck, that’s...that feels crazy.”
Had no one ever done this to him before? Erin said he wasn’t a virgin, but was it possible?
He pulled back, Erin looked down at him, as though about to tell him to get back to work.
“Has anyone ever done this to you before?”
Silver didn’t think it was possible for a man to blush so much. All of Erin’s face was a bright shade of red as he shook his head.
Silver lifted a brow. “Really?”
“I haven’t had a lot of boyfriends, all right?” Erin’s defensive snap made Silver smile. “Is that so?”
“Well,” he sounded embarrassed again. “No, and none of us ever did this. We always thought it was kind of...”
“If you’re thinking gross, I can stop right now.”
Erin tensed. “No, that’s fine. You don’t have to stop.”
Silver smiled up at the man. He felt a little predatory in that moment, and he had to admit, he kind of liked it. “Are you sure about that?”
Silver let his hands slide up and down Erin’s hips and thighs. All he wanted to do was drive this man wild. He was pretty sure he was succeeding.
Erin pressed his lips together, avoiding eye contact, as though miserable to have to admit to any of this at all.
“I’m sure. It’s fine.”
“You’re telling me you like it?”
Silver leaned in again, letting his tongue flick against the man’s hole, paying special attention to the way Erin’s body tightened, as though preparing to be breached.
Erin hissed. “I...I like it. Keep doing it.”
Silver’s dick never felt so heavy. He and Ajax used to play a game like this, where they would make the other beg. It was always fun, fighting over who would be the bottom. Sometimes they tore the house up with their antics, desperate to make the other submit.
With an omega, Silver just felt it in his gut that he would be the one topping, and yet he found nothing boring in that. He still found the game was here. It was still to make his mate submit, but in another way entirely.
Which it seemed was exactly what Erin was doing for him.
Satisfied, Silver pressed his tongue back to Erin’s asshole, pressing against the knot, pushing against it, waiting for the man’s body to accept him.
And it was wonderful. He pushed inside that tight space and felt it as Erin bucked and moaned against him.
He could really feel it, could really make out the way his mate liked this. The way he moved and moaned made it perfectly clear that this was something he wanted, needed.
Erin needed Silver.
Silver had forgotten the feeling. To be needed. To need someone else in return. This was it. This was what he’d been lonely for.
And now that he had it, Christ, he could never let it go.
Erin thrust sweetly against his tongue. Silver kept the man’s cheeks spread apart, enjoying the sounds of his pleasure as he flicked his tongue with nasty expertise, knowing just the right way to make a man’s body reach that peak.
He felt it the moment Erin came too close. That was the only reason why he pulled back. The only reason for him to come to a stop. At least for now.
Silver quickly reached around. He let his hand fist Erin’s prick at the base, stopping him from coming.
At least, that’s what he’d thought he’d done. Instead, from the moans Erin released, the way his body spasmed, the way he shivered and fell down against the desk, it felt a little more as though he’d cum dry.
Was he serious?
“Did you just cum?”
Erin shivered again. His breathing was heavy, and Silver smiled at the sight he made.
Erin nodded. “I hear you.” He swallowed. “I...fuck, I never did that before.”
He’d never had a dry orgasm either? Silver doubted that, but he didn’t want to get into what Erin had been doing before he hit puberty.
Maybe he meant he’d never come dry with a lover, or himself. At least on purpose.
He was still going to take it to mean a good thing. He’d managed to make his lover cum for him. That was the best he could hope for.
“Do you want me to make you come again? Properly this time?”
Only when Silver was sure that Erin wouldn’t pop off when he let him go did he release the man.
Erin sighed as though he’d been holding his breath.
So lovely to see. He could hardly believed this man belonged to him.
Silver came back to a stand while Erin barely managed to hold himself up, shaking his head. “I...I can’t believe...you did that.”
Silver smirked. “I think I am going to enjoy discovering just how innocent you can be.”
Erin growled at him over his shoulder. Silver saw a bit of the wolf in his eyes. “Not innocent.”
Silver flicked his nose. “Sure you’re not. Wait here.”
Erin blinked, the wild look leaving his gaze as Silver walked away from him.
Erin didn’t ask where he was going, likely because he already had an idea.
The clothes weren’t the only thing Silver had picked up when he was in the mall. He’d briefly ducked into the pharmacy in the first floor and grabbed some essentials for tonight.
He found the bag on the bed and pulled out what he would be needing.
It was merely some extra lubricant. Something new and proper for his mate.
The bottle he’d purchased said it also had a warming agent. That would be good. Not that Silver thought he needed the help, but he couldn’t wait to see the look on Erin’s face as Silver thrust his fingers inside the man, preparing him for his cock.
“I think you will like this.”
“Lube? Yeah, that stuff tends to help.”