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man was a wolfy machine, really working him over.
That mouth. Oh, fuck, it felt good.
"More." He twisted, touched, ground his body down
on those fingers.
"I got more for you, babe." Gus gave him another
finger, a hint of teeth.
"Uhn." Yes. Yes. He grunted, nodded. Moaned. Gus
worked him until he wanted to scream, wanted to just
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scratch and yowl and hump. Then Gus was on him,
pushing inside him.
His entire fucking world hiccupped for a second,
stopped as he let himself feel.
"Oh." Panting, Gus stopped when those lean hips met
Sam's ass.
His teeth sank into his bottom lip, and he nodded,
moaned. Yes.
Gus began to move, starting to rock into him. He
could feel it all along his spine. He felt every fucking
inch, every motion, every pulse of that fat cock. Gus was
wild now, slamming into him. The man never stopped
looking at him, into him. Fuck. Fuck, yes. Sam growled,
happy to the bone.
Gus bent to kiss him, taking his mouth as surely as
the man took his body. It felt like he was going to split
apart, like his body was on the verge of explosion. It
was like the moon was here, like he could change. The
feeling had him soaring, his mouth open on a wild cry.
His entire body rippled, jerking on Gus' cock as he
shot all he had.
"Fuck!" That had to be Gus' favorite word, because it
came out three or four more times when Gus came
inside him.
He leaned up, licking and tasting and purring hard,
the cat so close to the surface. Gus stroked his back,
finding every bump along his spine. His eyes crossed,
toes clenching and releasing, over and over.
"Beautiful kitty."
He nuzzled Gus, licked lazily, purring full-body.
"Were we eating?" Gus sounded sleepy more than
hungry.
"Mmmhmm. It'll keep." He curled around Gus, warm
and melted and all kitty.
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"It will. Sleep." Gus held him, arms strong and good,
making sure he wouldn't slip right off the bed in a
puddle.
His purr was his only answer.
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Chapter Eleven
Gus liked Sam a little. Maybe a lot. It was damned
surprising. They'd finally decided to leave the hotel
room, both of them needing to stretch their legs, and
man, they'd been goofy. Tourists. Disneyland was
fascinating to a shifter. All those smells. It was kind of
like catnip to Sam. The guy was a little high, and it was
hilarious. To Gus, anyway.
He watched Sam climb things, explore, look at
everything. Touch everything.
"Don't you live in the city, man?"
"I do. Not this one." Sam's green eyes were alight,
pleasure and curiosity bright in them.
"Uh-huh." Gus had to admit it was a little
overwhelming to him. Sam just seemed to get more and
more energized. It was dizzying, really. Made him want
to snap, bite. Maybe hump a little. Hell, it made him
want to hump a lot. Bang-bang.
At some point, Sam was chasing a flock of birds, at
least with his eyes, body vibrating next to him. Gus
wanted to bark and run and scare the birds into full
flight, just to see what Sam would do. Instead, he let one
hand slide down Sam's spine, scratching a long line,
watching Sam shiver and growl. That was so fucking
cool. That whole hot spot thing just made Gus want to
go back to the hotel and do things no one was allowed to
do in an amusement park.
There was nothing quite like this sexy, limber, eager
man.
Gus hated to admit it, but he might be smitten. A
whole lot of smitten. It wasn't natural, damn it. Not at
all.
"Huh?" Sam's elbow knocked him out of his
thoughts, jamming into his ribs.
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"You want to eat? Ride? Go?"
"I'm easy, man." He could go, take Sam back to the
hotel. Or he could just hang out.
"Then come on. Space Mountain."
"Oh." Space Mountain rocked, and they were there
early enough in the day -- and the season -- that the line
wasn't awful.
"Uh-huh. Like being high, but legal."
"Yeah." Not that he was overly concerned with legal.
He wasn't a city mouse like Sam. He tended to go where
the rocks were.
They headed to the line, Sam bouncing and purring
all the way. Gus grinned, hiding it by tipping his head
down. He couldn't wait to grope the man on their ride.
Every so often someone would look at Sam, at the long-
limbed looseness of his puss, and Gus had to resist the
urge to growl. His kitty. His, damn it.
They stood in line, and if Sam had been changed
those whiskers would have been twitching. It was
bizarre to him that Sam didn't just change at will more
often. The man obviously liked being a kitty.
"You smell good." The words were rumbled softly.
"Huh?" He glanced over to find Sam looking at him
like he was a leg of zebra or something. Yum. The
desire was right there, out in the open. Rowl.
They were halfway through the line, so Gus figured
he could wait until after Space Mountain. Then he was
taking Sam somewhere and tearing that ass up. He could
see the barest bite mark on the nape of Sam's neck from
last night.
His cock went woo-hoo, all up against his zipper.
Ow.
They managed to get on the ride without humping or
biting or clawing anything. Gus found that a sign of
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success. They settled in the same car on the ride, scoring
the front row. Sam was vibrating, purring loudly.
"You been on Space Mountain before?" Gus never
had. He'd been on some amazing roller coaster rides, but
never a Disney one until today.
"In Florida, yeah. I was in college, spring break."
"Cool. I tended to go on trips to Turkey and shit."
"I've never been there. Turkey. I..." The ride started
to move.
The thing accelerated pretty quick, and soon it looked
like they were in space. It was a little nauseating, but
Sam just kept making this ooooo noise. Up and down,
they zoomed around, Sam's hand sneaking over to cup
his balls.
"Shit!" He yelped, his body pressing up against the
bar.
"Sorry!" Sam pulled away, eyes visible in the
darkness.
"No, you're not. Just don't make me jump out or
anything, huh?"
"You can't jump out. You're not that flexible."
"You are." He groped a little, too.
"I am." Sam wasn't worried at all, the man spread like
butter. Gus figured he didn't have the element of
surprise. Maybe Sam wasn't a little seasick. Did cats
even get seasick? Carsick? Whatever. Wolves sure did.
Man, every family trip they'd made, Pete had barfed all
over. Whoa. No barfing.
"You okay?" Sam grabbed his hand.
"Uh-huh." He was, really, as long as he didn't think
about it. He held on, though.
"Watch my eyes."
"You'll miss the ride." They'd waited in line...
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"Watch my eyes, Pup. I'll be your spotter." Those
bright eyes were like lasers, holding his attention, giving
him something to focus on.
"'Kay." He could do that. He held Sam's hand and
watched those glow in the dark eyes, ignoring the stream
of blurred stars around them.
"There. That's better."
If it hadn't been so much better, he'd have popped
Sam for that smug tone.
"Fucker." He grinned a little, then grinned harder
because Sam squeezed his hands.
"Almost done. Keep watching."
"I am." Sam was stunning. Just fucking mesmerizing.
One of Sam's hands cupped his cheek, just as all the
lights went out, and all he saw were green eyes. Gus
stared into them until the ride ended, sliding to a stop on
the platform.
"Let's go." Sam slipped out, moving like liquid sex.
Gus took a few moments to right himself before
following, stalking that fine ass. That had been... damn
near as intense as sex. Gus shook his head. You just
never knew about kitties.
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