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wiggled, and Ty got off his chest, helping him skin out of his clothes. He wasn't built or hung like Ty, but he wasn't ashamed of what he had, either. His cock was long, and he had a shock of dark hair down there that almost always caused a stir.
    Ty reached down to tug at Jamie's curls. “Nice. I like it."
    "Thanks.” Jamie spread like butter, determined not to think too much. That could so ruin the mood before he got off, and he wanted to get off so bad that his balls hurt. “Touch me, man."
    "No problem.” Ty's fingers curled around his cock and moved up and down. The hold was a little loose, though, so Jamie reached down and squeezed his hand over Ty's.
    "Harder."
    "Mmm. I like a guy who knows what he wants."
    "Me, too.” Jamie grinned, showing his teeth. “I almost blew when you grabbed my head."
    "Yeah? I like it.” Ty started stroking harder, really giving what he needed.
    That meant he could raise his hands and stretch out, grabbing the arm of the couch behind his head for leverage. He pushed up, his butt leaving the cushion so he could get more and more. The tip of his cock was wet with pre-come, his balls drawing up nice and tight to his body.
    Ty pressed the tip of his thumb to Jamie's slit, making Jamie's toes curl. Oh, fuck. That was perfect.
    "Again,” Jamie moaned, thrashing a little.
    "Like this?” Ty did it again, harder, widening the tiny hole there just enough to sting. God almighty. The man should be a national treasure, hitting as many of Jamie's kinks as he had in like, five minutes’ time.
    "Yeah. Yeah.” Jamie was chanting, his hips rising and falling with Ty's rhythm. He was so close he could feel static building in his fingertips, could feel the hair rising on his scalp. He held on, though. He had to enjoy this while he could. He'd just have to leave Ty's place after.
    He didn't fuck around with pack. He really didn't.
    "Come on, man.” Ty pressed the hand not around Jamie's cock to Jamie's belly, keeping him from humping so hard. The pressure put an extra tug into every thrust, put extra stress on his overloaded balls. When Ty pinged him again with the thumb maneuver, it was all over but the shouting. He shouted so loud, in fact, that he was hellacious grateful they'd gone to Ty's place and not his. Anton surely would have come knocking.
    His lay there panting, his come all over his belly and Ty's hand, grinning at the ceiling.
    The grin faded when Ty kissed him, muttering, “You're a hot little beta, baby."
    "Thanks.” He pushed Ty aside and rose, searching for his clothes. It was time to get moving when someone started talking in pack language.
    "Did I say something wrong?” Ty watched, sprawling naked on the floor.
    "Nope. I just don't date other weres, man. Bad for the soul, or whatever."
    The expression in Ty's eyes sharpened. “I wondered if you even knew."
    "About me or you? Sussing you out took me longer to figure it out than it should have, I admit. If nothing else I get credit for assuming crazy Anton could never have found two of us in Boulder. Mainly I was just hoping it wasn't true."
    Ty curled a hand around his ankle. “What's the big deal? It could be nice, not having to hide it."
    "It could, sure.” He pulled his foot free. “That's mitigated by the fact that with you, I'd always have to adhere to pack structure. You alpha, me beta, and if I did something you didn't like, I'd pay for it."
    "Hey, have I given you reason to believe I would mess with you?"
    He pulled his shirt on, then his pants. “Nope. But you're an alpha wolf, man. You would do all sorts of shit out of instinct and not even mean to."
    "Bullshit. You don't know me.” Ty climbed to his feet, which was a hell of an endeavor as big as he was.
    Jamie tugged on the rest of his clothes. “Hey, I'm not trying to be a butthead. I just know me. I left the pack a long time ago.” He gave Ty a meaningful look. “So long ago that I didn't even know until I tasted you, okay? I just can't go back there."
    Ty