Cry Wolf (Dark Hollow Wolf Pack 2)

Marco nodded and left, casting Casey a warning look and closing the door firmly behind him.

“My other bedroom is through there,” Ian said, “along with the adjoining bathroom. Fresh towels are in the closet. If you need anything else, let me know. ” He yawned behind his hand. “I’m going to bed, but make yourselves at home. ” He bent over and untied Casey’s hands and smiling at both of them, turned to go to his bedroom.

Casey got up without another word and stalked off to the bedroom, not even looking back to see if Rory followed him. He threw himself on the bed and lay on his back, his chest heaving with emotion. Rory came hesitantly into the bedroom and stood in the doorway. Casey glanced over at him.

“Oh, you’re actually coming in here with me, huh? I’m surprised. I thought you rejected me as your mate. You said we were through. ” His voice was angry and bitter.

“You hurt me, Casey. You meant to, and I-I was mad. ”

“Yeah, well, no matter how mad I was, I’d never reject you. ”

“You wouldn’t?” Casey came further into the room, easing the door closed behind him.

“No, and I wouldn’t call out for help to get away from you, or go off and leave you when you were being attacked by a bunch of big jerks either. ”

“Did they hurt you?”

Casey made a dismissive sound with his lips. “Of course not. ”

Rory perched on the bed next to him, ready to run if Casey

made any threatening moves. He reached out to touch the bruise on Casey’s cheek, half thinking he would pull away, but Casey lay still and allowed him to rub his fingers gently over it. Rory was shocked to see tears forming in his beautiful green eyes. They didn’t spill out onto his cheeks, but glistened in the dim light.

This wasn’t Casey’s pack, and he was an outsider here. It must have been frightening for him to have been held down by so many of the other wolves, no matter what he said. Especially since his mate had just rejected him.

Knowing Casey’s pride, Rory knew he had to make the first move. Rory took Casey’s hand in his, heartened by the fact he didn’t jerk it away. “I didn’t mean it about rejecting you. I love you, but I can’t live like you said I would have to, and I can’t stand the idea of you hurting me for revenge. I don’t want to start hating you. I’m sorry about your brother, but what he did was wrong. When I attacked him, he was holding a knife to Nicky’s throat, making him bleed. I found out later, he told Nicky he was going to rape him and had the hard on to prove it. I’m sorry that it hurt you, baby. If we can forgive each other, I think we can be happy. ”

Casey glanced up at him, but still stayed silent. Rory didn’t know what the silence signified, but Casey hadn’t shoved him away. Taking the silence as agreement or at least understanding, hoping he wasn’t suffering from a bad case of wishful thinking, Rory bent down and kissed the bruise on Casey’s face. He trailed kisses down to his lips. Casey didn’t pull away, encouraging Rory to gently lick at his lips until they fell open slightly. He pushed the tip of his tongue inside Casey’s mouth ever so slightly, running his tongue over his teeth and just touching Casey’s tongue gently. Casey’s mouth fell open a little more. Rory swept his tongue over the inside of Casey’s mouth, ending with a teasing little nip at his lower lip.

Rory whispered against his mouth. “Can you forgive me for saying I rejected you? I really… really…really…didn’t mean it. ” Each really was punctuated by a soft little lick on Casey’s lips.

Casey groaned, pulled him into his arms, and rolled Rory beneath him. He stretched out on top of Rory and ground his cock into his as he kissed him thoroughly. His hands strayed down to part the blanket and give him access to Rory’s still naked body. He ran his hands over it possessively and pushed both hands under Rory’s ass, holding him firmly beneath him.

“I love you too,” he whispered against his mouth. “I went a little crazy when you said you were leaving me. I didn’t mean to hit you so hard. I’m sorry, and I’ll never do it again. When you did walk out and Marco kept me away from you, I thought I might never see you again, baby. I couldn’t have stood that. I would have gone crazy. ”

“We’re together now. ”

Casey shuddered and together they pulled at his clothes. Once his skin was gloriously bare, Rory kissed every inch of it he could get to while pinned down again so completely. Breathing hard, Casey looked desperately around the room. “Lube?”

Rory smiled happily. “Check the bedside drawer. Knowing Ian, he thought of everything. ”

Casey reached across to it and eagerly grabbed the new tube lying inside the drawer. Ian had, indeed, anticipated their needs. Casey got on his knees and squeezed some on his fingers. Keeping eye contact with Rory, whose legs fell open for him, he gently prepared him, stretching with his fingers and smoothing it deep inside Rory’s still tender ass.

Casey leaned down between Rory’s spread legs to kiss the tip of Rory’s cock and when it responded enthusiastically by rising even farther up to stand against Rory’s stomach, he put his mouth over the length, taking him in all the way to the bottom of his shaft, then slowly sliding his mouth up and down until Rory moaned and twisted beneath him. He finished with a swirling kiss to the tip before he pulled Rory’s legs up over his shoulders.

“I want to see you when I’m loving you,” he whispered to Rory, and Rory nodded, unable to speak.

He positioned the tip of his cock at Rory’s entrance, slid in slowly, pausing to see if Rory showed discomfort before gently pressing in farther. When he had filled him completely, he bent to kiss his nipples, licking at them and teasing with his tongue.

“Oh God,” Rory groaned. “Casey, I love you so much. ”

Casey moved, seeking the spot deep inside that would drive Rory crazy and when he found it, Rory gasped aloud.

Casey smiled and teased some more with his cock. “There, baby? Right there?”

Rory came, spurting cum hard against his and Casey’s chests. Casey followed him seconds later, adding his groans to Rory’s. Finally they lay together, happily spent and breathing hard. Casey let himself soften inside Rory before he rose and went to the bathroom to clean himself. He brought a warm cloth back for Rory and tenderly wiped him clean as he lay exhausted on the bed. Finished, he got into bed and turned Rory on his side to spoon him and cradle him in his arms.

He whispered softly, “I love you, Rory. I’ll never stop loving you. I can’t do what I said. I knew I couldn’t keep hurting you when you walked out of that room. If I’d lost you, I’d have lost everything. ”