Harvey Colton was Dwayne's mate and they both knew it. He'd always known it. It was just too bad that Harvey decided to go off and play soldier instead of claiming him or even talking to him about it. By the time he remembered Dwayne existed and came back, Dwayne wanted nothing to do with the man.
Life just didn't ask him what he wanted. Duty and bonds of friendship had him following his best friend as they left their old clan and went in search of a new one. Unfortunately, Harvey decided to come along, as well, and he was making Dwayne's life miserable, insisting that they were mates.
Harvey Colton never denied his mate, and that was the one part Dwayne didn't seem to understand. He simply couldn't claim him when he had a duty to the military. When his brother is banished, Harvey feels compelled to tag along, especially when he learns Dwayne is going to. Now, if he can just get his mate to agree to talk to him.
Stormy Glenn is a Siren-exclusive author.
Harvey Colton was so bored he wanted to gouge his eyes out just to create a little excitement. They hadn't been on the road forever, but it sure as hell felt like it. Two weeks in the cab of a truck, with only a few nights spent in an actual motel, did not make for a happy bear.
He knew this was a bad idea when he left King City, but he refused to let his baby brother go out into the world alone, and Rob's goofy friends didn't count. Jed, Billy Ray, and Dwayne were loyal friends, but they were just as much trouble as Rob.
The latest chaos was a prime example. Harvey fully understood protecting one's mate, but his brother couldn't just claim his mate and live happily ever after. Somehow, in claiming Casey Newton, Rob had ended up mated to an omega, which turned him into an alpha bear, and that got him banished from their clan.
Rob never could do things the simple way.
Deciding to tag along had three purposes for Harvey. Someone needed to keep an eye on Rob, Rob's mate, and Rob's friends. They might technically be old enough to move out on their own—barely—but they had no idea of what was out there in the big, bad world.
It also allowed Harvey to leave King City. There was no way in hell he was going to stick around someplace where any member of his family wasn't welcome. He had been feeling the urge to move away from King City since he had returned on leave from his tour of duty in the service. This just kind of upped his timeline.
And lastly, and maybe most importantly, it allowed Harvey time with his mate.
Harvey glanced over at his mate, who was currently driving the truck they were in. It didn't help his already rotten mood any that said mate was refusing to even acknowledge he was breathing.
"Are you ever going to say anything to me?" he asked.
Dwayne's answer was instant. "No."
Harvey rolled his eyes. His mate was such a stubborn ass. Dwayne had been avoiding him since he came home from his tour of duty abroad not long before they left town. The man wouldn't say more than a few words to him, and if he did, it usually involved telling him to go fuck himself. Dwayne was actually getting quite creative in the different ways he told Harvey to "fuck off".
His mate was also as sexy as hell and Harvey had been fighting his bear to keep from pouncing on the guy. There was an understated masculine beauty to the man that pushed every one of Harvey's buttons. The man's natural scent—honey and fresh berries—was better than any cologne could ever be.
From the sunlight blond hair that hung around his heart-shaped face like a halo to eyes so deeply blue they reminded Harvey of the Mediterranean Sea, Dwayne was beautiful. The slick muscular chest Harvey had glimpsed a handful of times, the long solid thighs, and the shoulders that squared up Dwayne's six foot two frame made him perfect in Harvey's eyes.
Now, if he could just get Dwayne to talk to him, he might get a chance to find out if the handsome man felt as good as he looked. Dwayne had steadfastly refused to have anything to do with him since he came back from his tour of service, going as far as leaving the room if he walked into it. Heaven forbid Harvey actually try to have a conversation with the man.
The only reason they were even in the same vehicle was because Harvey didn't have one and the others were full. He was pretty sure Dwayne would have happily dumped him on the side of the road if he could have gotten away with it.
"You can't ignore me forever, you know."
"Watch me," Dwayne replied without even looking in Harvey's direction.
Harvey heaved an audible breath and stretched his feet out as far as they would go. He was glad his mate had a big truck or there would be no leg room. Scooting a little to the side, Harvey angled himself so he had an unrestricted view of Dwayne.
God, his mate was gorgeous.
Dwayne shot him a look. "What are you doing?"
"Admiring the view."
A small wrinkle appeared between Dwayne's deep blue eyes. "Well, don't."
Harvey snorted. Like not looking at Dwayne was even a possibility. He had been looking for a while now. Harvey had shifted for the first time when he was twelve years old, earlier than most. Dwayne had shifted three years later.
He'd known then that there was something special about Dwayne, but it wasn't until the man fully transitioned a year ago that Harvey truly understood his fascination with the gorgeous man. And it was the mistakes he made with that knowledge that kept the solid wall of ice between them now.
He couldn't say he wouldn't repeat them. He was a man after all. They were known to fuck up from time to time. "I'd do it again, Dwayne."
Dwayne's only response was the tightening of his jaw.
"No matter how much you hate it, you know I made the right decision." Denying his mate had been the hardest thing he had ever done, but he'd do it again in a heartbeat if it meant keeping Dwayne safe.
Dwayne shot him a look filled with more anger and sadness than any man should bear. "It should have been our decision to make, but you took that away from me, from us."
"I couldn't claim you then and you know it."
"Well, you can't claim me now either."
Harvey growled. He'd be damned if he would be denied what the fates had given him. He had worked too hard to make sure Dwayne was safe to give him up now. "Do you really think when it comes down to it, your bear is going to deny me?"
Dwayne's eyes were glacial. "My bear does not control me."
Harvey felt something deep inside of him clench in protest. "You're not refusing your bear, are you?" They couldn't do that. Their bears were an integral part of them. Denying one's bear was the same as denying their ability to breathe.
"Just you never mind about my bear."
"I told you, I'm fine!" Dwayne snapped. "Now, drop it."
Harvey did something he did with very few people. He pressed his lips together and didn't say what was on his mind, which was probably a good thing. He wanted to shout at Dwayne and that wouldn't win him any points.
"Any idea where we're headed?"
Harvey rolled his eyes again. He had to give it to his mate. Dwayne was persistent. Unfortunately, he was persistent at being an ass. "We've been on the road for two weeks. You'd think we'd find a suitable spot at some point."
"I don't think it's easy to find territory that isn't already claimed."
That was true.
"If I'm your mate, then fucking do something about it."
Harvey's eyes rounded for just a moment. Was Dwayne saying what he thought he was? Was his mate demanding that Harvey claim him?
A little bit of his calm was restored to Harvey when he noticed the tremble of Dwayne's lip and the glint of fear in his deep blue eyes. Harvey realized it wasn't fear of him or the situation. It was fear of being rejected for a second time.
He wrapped his hand around the man's neck and pulled him closer. His mouth covered Dwayne's hungrily. Much to Harvey's surprise—and delight—Dwayne moaned and pushed into the kiss, his tongue coming out to brush against Harvey's. Dwayne's lips were soft and warm, sending spirals of ecstasy through Harvey.
Harvey tore his mouth away from Dwayne's and stared at the man. He fingered the fabric of Dwayne's shirt. "Off."
Harvey's breath caught in his throat as Dwayne stepped back a pace. He watched with hungry anticipation as Dwayne began unbuttoning his shirt. The smooth, bare chest revealed by each button set free had Harvey practically drooling.
His cock became so hard he thought it might rip right through his pants. Without taking his eyes off the visual feast being revealed before him, Harvey unbuttoned his own shirt and dropped it from his shoulders just about the same time that Dwayne's dropped to the floor.
"You are one sexy fucker, Dwayne."
"I'm glad you think so," Dwayne said as he reached for the zipper of his pants. Dwayne's eyebrow arched and a slow sensual grin lifted the corners of his lips. "You're not so bad yourself."
Dwayne's steady gaze bore into Harvey in silent expectation as they both unzipped their pants at the same time. Harvey laughed as he kicked off his shoes and wiggled out of his pants. Dwayne was doing the same thing. Harvey felt that they probably looked like big goofs as they tried to watch each other while stripping their clothes off.
Neither of them wanted to look away.
Finally, they were both naked, Harvey still sitting in a chair, Dwayne standing a step away from him. Harvey beckoned with his hand. "Come here, baby."
Dwayne stumbled over, his hands landing on Harvey's shoulders. Harvey fisted his fingers in Dwayne’s hair. He used it to pull the man’s face forward, slanting his mouth over Dwayne’s lips. Dwayne whimpered then leaned into the kiss, opening his mouth to allow Harvey in.
Harvey almost lost his hold on Dwayne when the man scrambled to get closer, pressing his body against Harvey’s then rubbing against him.
Dwayne groaned when Harvey ran his tongue quickly across his lips before diving into his mouth, kissing him for all he was worth. He was instantly overwhelmed by the sweet taste of honey and fresh berries.
Dwayne’s hands clutched at Harvey’s shoulders as he explored the depths of his mouth, running tongue along the seam of Dwayne’s lips. He felt his canines drop down, the need to claim Dwayne riding him hard.
“Dwayne,” Harvey murmured when he finally lifted his head. He opened his eyes to look down at him, chuckling at the stunned look in his deep blue eyes. He stroked his hands further down Dwayne’s body, feeling the smooth lean muscled skin beneath him.
Harvey bent his head to lick at the soft skin between Dwayne’s neck and shoulder. As he swiped his tongue over the sensitive flesh, he felt Dwayne shudder then groan as he arched his neck, giving Harvey better access to his throat.
Harvey scraped his teeth gently across the small patch of skin. He reached down to grab Dwayne’s straining cock, rubbing his hand briefly over the hard flesh. As his thumb skimmed across the top, smearing pre-cum in its wake, he scraped his teeth over his neck again.
“Can I claim you, Dwayne?” he whispered. He had to know Dwayne wanted this just as much as he did. No matter how much he wanted this, he refused to force Dwayne into a claiming he didn't want.
“Yesss,” Dwayne hissed. His hands came up to grab Harvey’s head, his fingers clenching in Harvey’s hair as he pulled his head down to his neck. “Now, Harvey, do it now!”
Harvey tightened his fingers around the hard length in his hand, quickly stroking Dwayne’s cock as he sank his teeth into the man’s neck. His eyes drifted closed as he savored the sweet taste. Dwayne tasted just as he did when Harvey had kissed him, like honey and berries. It was a delicious flavor that he knew he could easily become obsessed with.
Harvey opened his eyes as extracted his teeth, licked the bite wound closed, and lifted his head, looking down in astonishment as Dwayne cried out. His hips lifted frantically, pushing against Harvey as he came, covering Harvey’s hand with shot after shot of pearly white seed.
“Fuck!” he whispered vehemently, feeling his own cock throb with the need to come. That was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. He lifted his hand to his lips, his tongue darting out to lick at some of the seed on his hand.
Even this tasted like honey and fresh berries, just a bit tangier. It even had the cream to go with it. Harvey was doomed. It was as simple as that. Everything about Dwayne said that he was going to quickly become an obsession, if not a downright need— like breathing.
Harvey grinned as he scooted down Dwayne’s body. A moment later, Dwayne was crying out again as Harvey took his still sensitive cock into his mouth, his tongue cleaning up any remaining seed as he licked his cock up one side and back down the other.
His tongue swirled around the helmet, licking at the clear liquid that seemed to have multiplied as his other hand reached beneath Dwayne and gently massaged the man’s balls. He leaned a little closer, taking Dwayne’s cock further into his mouth as his tongue flattened and ran the length of Dwayne’s cock.
Harvey kept his mouth wrapped around Dwayne's dick as he grabbed the man's ankles and lifted them up further on the mattress. Dwayne's legs naturally fell apart. Harvey bobbed up and down on Dwayne's cock several times before lifting his head, grinning when Dwayne whined in protest.
"Do you like that, baby?"
Dwayne's dazed eyes just blinked down at him.