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and he would soon have the life he had always wanted, but there was this nagging inside him. He just wished he could reach it and find out what exactly was causing him to feel this way.
    He stared into Sam’s blue eyes, saw a flicker of emotion pass through them, and wondered if he, too, felt that there was just something missing in their lives. He could have asked his mate, but he didn’t want to complicate anything, and bringing up uncertainties when Alric didn’t know why he felt this way, was a complication.
    Things would feel different once they were at their new home. At least that’s what he kept telling himself.

Chapter Three
     
    The cabin and land they’d bought were in the middle of nowhere, and as much as Alric liked that, because they were higher now the storm that was coming would be fierce. In the time it had taken for them to come up to the cabin the storm had taken root. The snow was starting to come down, the inevitable blizzard sweeping through.
    He focused on the road, the cabin just up ahead, but the snow making it impossible to see more than five feet in front of the vehicle. Finally the cabin came into view, and he exhaled. Once out of the SUV he and Sam grabbed as many bags as they could in one trip and made their way into the cabin and out of the blizzard.
    Samuel threw the front door open, and the two of them stepped over the threshold. Alric shook the snow off and went about the task of starting a fire while Sam started getting the groceries they’d bought and putting them away. They’d moved the bigger items in over the past few weeks. But the smaller items, including groceries, were what they unpacked now.
    “Thank God we grabbed the food,” Sam said, his back to Alric as he stocked the cupboards.
    When the fire was blazing, he helped Sam get the rest of their belongings then shut the front door against the aggressive weather. Stacks of wood were pressed against the wall by the fireplace, along with oil lamps, candles, and an array of other paraphernalia for when the weather decided to be a bitch, as it was being at the moment.
    Neither of them were strangers to the harshness of mountain weather, but still it fucked everything up, especially when this was their first night in their new home.
    The small noises of the house settling filled the air. It had got dark pretty quickly, and although the cabin was far from civilization, they did have a generator. Alric wouldn’t have minded not having any electricity—the idea of actually “roughin’ it” appealed to him. Sam, on the other hand, liked modern comforts and refused to live without them.
    “Can you believe the weather?” Sam mumbled, and bent at the waist to shove items in the fridge.
    Alric grinned and moved into the kitchen and toward his mate, his focus trained right on Sam’s ass. Sam’s ass was perfection, round and tight and covered by denim. Pressing his already hard cock against the crease of Sam’s bottom, he covered his mate’s back with his chest and ground his shaft into his mate. Growling at the pleasure that coursed through him, Alric gently bit the back of Sam’s neck.
    “I’m so fucking horny, baby. How about we break in the new house?”
    Sam shivered beneath him, and Alric moved his hands across Sam’s abdomen.
    “We have a lot of stuff to do, Alric. Look at all the boxes. We should probably put them away.” Although reason made an appearance in Sam’s voice, Alric could hear how out of breath his mate had become.
    Ignoring his lover’s feeble refusal, Alric gripped Sam’s cock through his jeans. Sam was already rock hard. Smiling against his back, Alric straightened and turned him around before he could utter another word. He pressed Samuel against the counter, and Alric went straight for the button on his mate’s jeans. The hazy expression in his lover’s eyes could have created scorch marks on the floor, but Alric was right there with him, feeling that same intense and raw hunger.
    Alric undid