Wolf Haven 2
Coming
April 23rd
Griffin Gates
used to be a Senate Sentry. Now, he’s just a guy along for the ride as a group
of people run for their lives and one of them is his mate. If he was an
accepted part of the group, it might be different but his former status as a
Sentry has kept him standing on the outside looking in—even with his mate.
Ollie Fremont wants
nothing to do with Griffin. After spending years locked up so that no one knew
his father had given life to an omega wolf, being mated to a Senate Sentry
seems like a really screwed up joke. He doesn’t trust Griffin not to betray him
to the Senate.
There’s just one
small problem…Griffin has already claimed Ollie.
STORY EXCERPT
Griffin
Gates stared over the hood of the truck, watching the other people he was
traveling with as they all sat around a picnic table at the rest area they had
stopped at. They were pretty much a ragtag group and each and every one of them
were on the run because they were gay.
It
was a run for their very lives.
If
the Senate Sentries caught them, they were dead, right down to the last one of
them, which happened to be a brand new baby. In fact, the baby might be in the
most danger. He was living proof of the lies that the Senate had been telling
their people for centuries.
The
poor thing was less than three weeks old and he already had a price on his
head. It made Griffin want to tear something apart—preferably a member of the
hunter team sent out by the Senate to track them all down and kill them.
Griffin knew it like he knew the sun would come up tomorrow.
He
used to be a Sentry, a sanctioned killer for the Loup-Garou Senate.
That
had all changed when he discovered that one of members of this ragtag little
group was his mate. Now, due to his actions that night, he was on the run just
as much as his new friends were. The Senate would never forgive the fact that
he had shot the members of his own hunter group or helped Rico and his friends
escape.
He
hadn’t had any other choice.
Letting
the hunters get to Oliver Fremont became unacceptable the second he discovered
the man was his mate. Due to his increased Loup-Garou genetics, he was probably one of
the few wolves around that didn’t need to sleep with his mate to discover they
were mates. He just had to smell Ollie to know the truth.
Not
that it did him a damn bit of good.
Ollie
was denying him, refusing to have anything to do with him. He wouldn’t even
speak to Griffin, but that didn’t change the fact that they were mates. And
Griffin would protect Ollie till his dying breath, whether the man accepted him
or not.
At
the rate things were going, Griffin was leaning toward not.
Griffin
sighed and rubbed a hand down his face as he pushed away from the truck. He
shoved his hands into his pockets and began to walk around the parking lot,
stretching his legs out a bit. Sitting in the truck for hours on end made him a
very cranky wolf. It didn’t help that Ollie refused to sit in the truck with
him, not matter which truck he sat in.
Hell,
Ollie refused to have anything to do with him at all. Except for one incredibly
hot incident in the woods soon after they met, Ollie did his level best to
pretend Griffin didn’t even exist, and Griffin didn’t think that was going to
change any time soon.
No
matter how much his heart ached for his mate.
Griffin
glanced over at the group for a moment, waiting until he caught Rico’s eye,
then nodded is head toward the bathroom. When Rico nodded back, Griffin headed
for the bathroom. He was under orders to let Rico know whenever he went
somewhere unescorted.
It
only made sense considering that they were all running for their lives. Because
of who Griffin had been, and the things he had done while working for the
Senate as a hunter, he was still watched pretty closely by the group.
They
didn’t trust him.
Griffin
understood it. He just wished they understood that he wouldn’t do anything that
would harm a hair on Ollie’s head, and he would kill anyone that tried to hurt
his mate. Nothing else mattered except Ollie’s wellbeing.
He
wished Ollie understood that as well.
Griffin
walked into the bathroom and did his business then went to wash his hands. The
mirror above the sink wasn’t made of glass but rather polished metal, but he
could still see himself in it and he didn’t like what he could see. The lines
around his mouth and eyes were more pronounced, deeper. He looked older, tired.
He
looked like shit.
Griffin
sighed and turned away. There was no hope for it. He was in an impossible
position and there didn’t seem to be any way out of it. No matter how many
times he tried to approach Ollie, the man really wanted nothing to do with him.
And Griffin couldn’t bring himself to be angry about that.
He
deserved every hateful word Ollie tossed at him.
Griffin
had spent the better part of the last few years doing the Senate’s bidding,
tracking down the Loup-Garou
deemed rogue by the Senate and bringing them to justice. Granted, he had been
following orders and enforcing the laws of his people, but it was only now that
he understood that those laws were not only wrong but implemented by a group of
people that didn’t want to give up their power.
Griffin
hated the Loup-Garou
Senate and everything they stood for. If he had his way, every damn last one of
them would be put to death for the people they had ordered executed and the
laws they had enforced to keep the truth from all of wolf kind.
They deserved nothing less.
And after Griffin made sure that Ollie
was safely hidden away on the property he had secretly purchased to hide away
on, he planned to do just that. But getting Ollie there came first. Griffin
wouldn’t do anything until he knew that Ollie was safe.
Dejection rode Griffin hard as he
turned off the water and went to dry his hands. It seemed that he had nothing
to look forward to in his life but planning the take down of the Loup-Garou
Senate—and his death, because he knew he wouldn’t come out of that battle
alive.
It would be worth it to keep Ollie
safe.
ADULT EXCERPT
Ollie
pressed his ass backward. He bit his bottom lip as he wiggled his ass around a
little. He wanted to feel that hard cock smashed against his ass, not his back.
“Keep
that up, and I’m going to fuck you,” Griffin’s deep and sleep filled voice said
from above him.
Ollie’s
heart quickened as he braved the threat and wiggled again. He gasped when
Griffin rolled, placing Ollie below him. Griffin grabbed Ollie’s, pushing them
above his head with one hand as the other skimmed down his side.
Ollie
shivered at the contact.
Griffin’s
dark eyes were intense as he gazed into Ollie’s eyes. “Do you want to get
fucked, baby?”
Ollie
swallowed and nodded. He had wanted to get fucked by Griffin from the moment he
had laid eyes on him this morning. The previous night, as intense as it had
been, wasn’t enough. Ollie was having serious doubts that he would ever get
enough.
“Stand
and strip.” Griffin’s voice was deep, commanding, and guttural.
Ollie
shivered as Griffin released him. He stood, his hands shaking as he pulled his
shirt over his head, tossing it aside, and then pushed his pants down his legs,
kicking them off along with his underwear. He groaned when he bent to remove
his socks and felt a hand glide over his ass.
“You
have a very nice body, Ollie.” Griffin said as he stood and slowly started to
peel his own clothes off.
Ollie
gulped when he saw the large cock slap Griffin’s belly. His mouth watered to
taste it, to take it into his mouth, and suck it until Griffin shouted his
name. Would Griffin shout his name?
Griffin
tossed his clothes aside and then cupped Ollie’s face, rubbing their cocks
together as he kissed Ollie as if he mattered, like he wanted this as much as
Ollie did.
Ollie
moaned as Griffin cupped his ass, pulling him closer, taking the kiss deeper.
His skin broke out in goose bumps as Griffin’s hands left his ass and slid over
his back. He wanted to climb the large man and beg to be fucked.
“You’re
mine, Ollie. I won’t share you with anyone else. Do I make myself clear?”
Ollie
nodded. “Yes.”
A
low guttural growl left Griffin’s lips at Ollie’s answer. “Get onto the blankets and lay on your back,"
Griffin demanded.
Ollie
twisted around, scrambling to do as the larger man commanded. His skin buzzed
with excitement at the knowledge that Griffin was going to claim him again.
Ollie laid down on his back and spread his legs wide.
“Beautiful,”
Griffin whispered as his eyes roamed over Ollie’s naked body, but Ollie wasn’t
sure if Griffin was talking to him or to himself.
He
fisted the sheets as Griffin dropped to his knees and crawled up the blanket,
smoothing his hands over Ollie’s legs. Ollie was dying to move, to wiggle
around and beg Griffin to fuck him already, but he bit back his urges.
His
eyes damn near rolled to the back of his head as Griffin’s fingertips played
over his skin, slowly making their way up his thighs toward his hard cock.
Ollie almost whined at the slow pace.
Griffin
wrapped his large hand around Ollie’s hard shaft. This time he couldn’t stop
his moan. His legs spread wider as Griffin stroked his cock. The other hand
cupped his balls, massaging them as Griffin watched him intently.
Ollie
writhed, squirmed, and moaned as he succumbed to the waves of ecstasy that
tried to pull him under. He lay there, drowned in a flood tide of exquisite rapture
as Griffin took him to another place, a place where Ollie was no longer his own
person, a place where Griffin owned him, mind, body, and soul.
“Come
for me.”
Ollie’s
back left the blankets as he cried out, hot jets of cum shooting from his cock
as Griffin stroked him through his orgasm. The pleasure was pure and explosive
as Ollie shouted Griffin’s name, his head thrashing from side to side. He
panted as Griffin milked his cock, pulling every last drop from his balls.
“You’re
beautiful when you come, Ollie,” Griffin whispered. “You make me feel like I
can conquer the world.”
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