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Dirty Laundry

Chapter Ten

By Roofles

Logan phone hit the carpeted phone, muffling the sound of it vibrating. Not that the human would’ve been able to hear it anyways over the sounds of their smacking lips, wet and drooling, tasting the others tongues and saliva before finally pulling back.

The human could only gag at the wolf’s lustful desires, gripping, grinding, holding him securely as Domino forced his large, grooved, wide tongue past Logan’s lips to taste him fully. Teeth brushed against the human’s cheeks making him flush, voice catching in his throat as those jaws partially closed around his mouth and cheeks.

And the sound. The growling, groaning build up that filled the room as the wolf murred deeply from getting a taste of the human once more. Until they broke apart, dripping with drool as they tried to cool their fever lust from the moment.

Huffing, panting in each other’s faces Logan held the larger wolf’s face in one hand, cradling the weight of it as Domino nuzzled against his palm. Looking deep into his eyes as Logan got lost in the canines.

Logan mouthed the words he’d never say and Domino nuzzled his face once more against his palm.

Logan wasn’t sure when Domino had pulled the smaller human up and onto the wolf’s lap. Not that he was complaining either. Logan had always been impressed by Dom’s strength and watching those muscles flex and move underneath that shag carpet of dark brown fur… was mesmerizing. Domino was a handsome beast and his line of work had left him rather filled out; Logan always wondered how the wolf fit into the suit he’d been forced to wear at the club with his bulk and size.

Tracing a single finger down the wolf’s face, Logan traced out those pectoral muscles so clearly defined through the shaggy fur, Logan was sure Domino was pushing his chest out for him. Like many of the wolves, Domino had a mane of fur around his head that stuck out along his neck, chest and ran down his back; though he’d never call is a mane. That was a lion thing.

It was the least of his concerns as he felt Domino push up against him with a low, lustful growl at being admired like this. Logan did have a way of bringing out the best in others. Who didn’t want to be admired and adored, after all? These predators loved it. They ate that attention in. Deprived of it because of society, Logan had gladly taken the responsibility to shower Domino with it.

Rubbing, petting, scratching and gripping the wolf’s chest encourage another one of those murring growls from the wolf whose lap he was sitting on.

He could feel Domino’s enthusiasm humping between his legs at his actions. The feel of that tent pushing between his legs in itself made the human shiver, shuddering with a low groan as fabric pushed against fabric roughly. Domino was constrained and yet only had one thing on his mind as he pushed up against the human again, lifting Logan up on his lap as the human smiled back at that.

Logan gripped the wolf’s chest, lowering his head with closed eyes as he breathed in the smell of Domino. Nosing along that shag carpet of fur up into that wolf’s mane, to nose and press his face their to inhale Domino’s strong scent. The wolf just basked in the feel of the human’s hands roaming, gripping, touching, feeling and petting over his torso as Logan did so. Letting the smaller male get drunk on his musk and scent, get him worked up and aroused by his body.

A body people hated and feared looking at him with disgust and despising his very existence; having someone here with him now, that loved and worshipped him, allowed Domino, gave him permission to relax and enjoy himself for a change.

Logan’s hand always liked to wander during these times. To feel and touch, griping and groping the stronger male. Huffing and panting in their breath, their smell, their musk as he felt the strength of Domino’s arms, feel the power in those thighs and just the sheer size of the wolf made Logan groan low in lust. Drinking it in as Logan opened his eyes to admire the view once more.

Domino really was a handsome wolf. That shag carpet of dark brown fur covered his body head to toe. He had sharp, feral features and the look in his eye was that of a predator. But here and now, like this, with those pointed ears lazily resting on the side of his head and his tongue lulled out, Logan couldn’t see him other than anything than his friend.

“Fuck, you’re a handsome devil.” Logan said the words as he bent down to kiss the wolf on the lips softly, petting the side of his face once more before pulling back to look down that muzzle into those deep, caring eyes.

Domino smirked at that, lazing back on the brown faded leather couch. It had seen better days, worn and torn just like the wolf lying on it. Bruised and bandaged up as the two of them were together. Not that Domino seemed to be complaining, from the bulge pushing up against and between the human’s legs.

Domino loved that. Loved smothering the smaller male with his junk. The size of the wolf , so much larger than that of a humans was just more of a turn on for him. Able to just drop his sack and sheath on Logan’s groin and cover it all underneath his own. Bury the human underneath his bulk and size, to hide him away as he mounted and rutted him like a horny stallion.

The idea of it, the thought made the wolf claw at the sofa, digging his nails into the leather adding even further to the scratch marks on the beat up furniture. He flashed his fangs, panting open maw now as the human grinded back against him; rubbing their bulges against each other. Practically giving the wolf a lap dance, not that it wouldn’t have been the first time. Logan was very flexible, for a human, and he knew how to move his whole body to the wolf’s pleasure.

“That’s right, babe. Work that ass.” Domino growled, gripping Logan’s rear through his pants and spreading his cheeks as he dry humped him once more.

Fuck, it had been a while since Logan had a chance to take care of his primal, animal urges like this. It was one reason why he had dropped by the club. Planning to meet up with Domino in order to sate these desires, to quench his thirst for wolf cock. Well, that and to make sure the wolf had been safe of course...

A quickie in the alley? Maybe they’d get a private room for the two? There had been so many things the two could’ve done together if they hadn’t been interrupted. Interestingly, Domino didn’t like that idea; doing it in the club. He didn’t like smelling anyone but Logan. He didn’t like others smelling Logan’s release. Wanting, craving it all for his own… That should’ve been warning signs, red flags telling the human the wolf was getting too close…

That he was becoming too possessive of him. It was only natural for a wolf too, eventually.

Logan had ignored it. Ignored every warning that came up as he met with this wolf in secret, at first. Meeting him behind the club or in the empty parking lot nearby. Domino would take his break to slip away to enjoy himself and Logan would get the intel he’d been needing. But things progressed from there. Going from a nearby lot, to behind the club before finally just being picked up and carried inside like a sack of potatoes. And now Logan was able to openly pounce on him in the club. Openly sit in his lap, talk with him amongst the others while petting and teasing him. Pretending to belong without ever noticing… he was.

That he, at some point, become part of their little pack. And how much he enjoyed that…

It allowed Logan to show a side of himself he hadn’t let show before. Denying the experience all for the sake of work. A jubilant, gay, playful, fun side that he usually had to hide behind his mask. Sure, it had been an act. Logan was a great actor and if he hadn’t been pulled into this underworld, maybe he would’ve gone into acting…

But, there was something there most people missed. That went unnoticed.

The best lies were based off the truth. And when acting, Logan would pull on this side that he kept hidden away from the world… in order to capture others in his web. Showing a side that he might’ve become if his past had let him to be open and free like this. Just like these wolves… society, life, their own home denying them that chance to be true to themselves. And in doing so, Logan had ensnared the wolf who now, wouldn’t let him go…

Maybe it was that, that had appealed to Domino about this stray human sniffing around their den. Another lost soul, chewed up and spat out by society, forced to hide themselves from who they really were. Logan was no different than one of the other wolves as Domino had begun to see it. Remove the fur, fangs and claws and Domino was sure he would’ve looked just like Logan did. Careful, guarded just trying to make it in the world that abhorred their very existence.

Domino’s nails gripped the human’s sides. Logan could feel their dull points through the fabric of his shirt.

But Domino was that wolf. That beast. That animal. And he craved the touch of this furless, defenseless male in his lap. Wanting to soak it in. Feel him. Love him. Bite him. Protect him and mate him until the sun rose.

“Fuck,” Logan panted hotly feeling Domino’s breath on his face as close as they were with each other. The wolf was grinding his hips up against the human in his lap, just as he’d done at the club so many times before. “When was the last time we got a chance to do this. Do anything, together…? I miss this. Missed you…” Logan groaned at the end feeling Domino give an extra forceful hump at that last remark.

“It’s been a week… and four days…” Domino chuckled, licking the side of his muzzle with a tongue as he looked at Logan with lustful eyes full of wanting desire that made Logan feel like a piece of meat the wolf wanted to sink his teeth into.

And he was keenly aware how aroused that made him. Something that Logan had surely gotten from his past.

Domino tried to sit up, to push Logan onto his back; planning to crawl over the human, to trap him there with him in this garage. Pin him against the sofa and keep him here all night. Use his bulk, his size to smother, to hide, to trap the smaller male beneath him before pulling down his pants and just taking him forcefully in the night. But the wolf winced at the movement and Logan was the one pushing him onto his back in the next second.

“Easy, big guy.” The smaller male just chuckled lightly, placing a hand firmly on the wolf’s bare chest. Running his fingers through that thick, lush brown fur. It was soft, warm to the touch and the flesh underneath felt hot against his finger tips. It was hard not to just lay on the wolf and fall asleep.

Logan didn’t stop there as he sat up some more, brushing a hand down Domino’s arm to get him to release his grip on the human with one hand. Placing it above Dom’s head, Logan did the same with the other arm. His touch was gentle yet firm and the wolf found himself obeying without words as the human kept his eyes center and focused on Dom’s face.

With a soft smile. “I’m here for you, Dom. Let me handle this…”

Domino’s ears splayed out, eyes widening as this smaller male took control of the situation almost instantly. Logan was weaker than Domino was. Even injured, Domino knew he was stronger… but he found his body listening to that gentle, assertive touch on his chest. Pushing him backwards, letting the wolf lay down once more as Logan easily manipulated his arms and adjusted his position as if he were pulling the wolf’s strings.

“Relax.” Logan smiled down at him, making the wolf blush underneath his fur. Domino growled in warning and felt just the tip of Logan’s finger touching his lips, silencing him. “No one will know, Dom… It’s not like I haven’t done all the work, before, for you. Let me handle everything tonight. You just lay there and… enjoy.”

Domino wanted to protest, to tell this smaller male to learn his place and yet… all he found was a soft whimper escaping him as that hand brushed the side of his muzzle, petting him before dipping down lower. Scratching under his chin, making Domino’s leg kick before trailing down his chest as Logan’s eyes followed it as if wondering just where that hand was going to go.

Domino was enraptured by it. The subtly of Logan’s movements. How everything seemed to be done three steps in advance. Preparing and planning for the next step to follow so seamlessly, the wolf could only lie there and wait to see what happened next.

“You’re hurt, too…” Domino stubbornly growled instead, not showing any sign of resistance however as that hand skillfully brushed over his exposed bulge in the underwear he was wearing; Domino’s fly was still open and his fat junk was showcasing nicely on display for Logan’s eyes in the tight, well fitting underwear the wolf was sporting.

“Just a flesh wound,” Logan teased looking up at the wolf now, pulling his eyes away from that bulge. Domino was leaking. He was always such a leaker… “The claw marks will heal,” Logan said touching one of his bandaged arms. “I should know…” He muttered, taking a moment longer than he should’ve on that.

Logan seemed to focus on that longer than Domino thought he would and it made the wolf begin to question things again, to ask things about this human… he knew so little about.

“Will you get naked, this time, for me…?” Domino gulped after asking the question, unsure why he was feeling butterflies in his stomach. Why was he, the stronger larger one of the two, anxious about asking this simple question.

The two had always done it in the dark. Logan never fully taking his clothes off when they did so.

Domino was nervous. It wasn’t like he hadn’t asked Logan to take off his shirt before. In fact, Domino liked it if he was the one butt naked while the wolf was dressed in his work suit, only his fly open underwear pulled down… Something about getting this furless creature naked for him was arousing in and of itself. Logan never had though. The human always managing to talk him out of it, distracting him with a simple touch or stroke that led to so much more.

Logan had never once ever showed his back to the wolf.

At first Domino thought that was smart, it was wise not to expose your back to a predator. But over this past year being with the human, Domino was beginning to suspect Logan was hiding something from him. He just wasn’t sure what and hoped, tonight, Logan would at least show him.

The human paused at that, looking at him.

“Dom.” Logan frowned as the wolf growled in turn. “It’s freaking freezing in here. I doubt I’d be able to keep it up butt naked.” The human just stated as a fact, frowning at the wolf. Truthful words to hide his secret from the predator.

“I, well… yes… sure,” Domino had to agree. He had barely noticed the cold, being covered head to toe in fur had its merits after all. It was a little drafty in this garage, he had to admit; wishing he could just take Logan back to his place.

If it hadn’t been burned down, he would’ve. The thought made Domino frown, having lost everything during these attacks. His home. His pack. His territory. Something that was very important to a wolf. Whereas a human may come and go from a place, a canine made a place a home and staked their claim there. To lose it all, as well as so many of his fellow wolves, was just another bullet wound in his side…

“I can… keep you… warm?” Domino offered, weakly. Clearly the wolf wasn’t used to the talking aspect before sex and it made Logan chuckle lightly. Yet, still, Domino wanted, needed to connection right now. Something to ground him, to stake his claim in and keep his feet from being kicked out from under him.

After losing everything, Domino was just seeking some security he was desperately looking for in Logan.

Unaware of this, Domino was being far meeker than he normally would be. Maybe it was because it was just the two of them here or the sole fact Domino only really had Logan after everything burned down. And here he was now even as large and strong as he was; a killer, a predator like Domino could be so nervous about such a… natural thing, as sex, astonished the human.

Logan could only imagine what kind of hell it must’ve been back in his old pack. Unable to get touched like this. To feel another without permission. Forced to hide their true nature, unable to choose their own mates and forced to raise others children... Logan thought sadly as he slid his hand up Domino’s inner thigh once more that night.

The simplest of things could sometimes be the things most desired in the end. And all Domino wanted was Logan’s company this cold night.

It was hard not to admire the wolf. He was so thick, so strong and the size of him could compare even to Reese, the current Alpha. And the fact Logan had Domino wrapped around his pinky only made it that much sweeter in the end of things. A power and control Logan tried not to take for granted, or abuse, as he teased one of the wolf’s nipples; pinching and twisting it enough to make him growl.

Domino’s pants were becoming increasingly tight and the wolf wanted to do nothing more than strip them off. Logan didn’t let him. They helped… restrain the wolf’s libido and that worked in Logan favor as he teased a finger over that twitching bulging between those thick legs again.

“I do tend to cling to you, even at your place… Dom.” Logan noted looking up at the wolf’s face. He didn’t point out how Dom was the one to cling to him afterwards, cuddling the human as if desperate for that physical contact and connection. “You always keep me warm. Musky. Sweaty and hot.” Logan breathed out, smirking at the end. “I’m an absolute mess when you’re around, Dom. You know that? And I love it. I love how you make me feel. So dirty and hot. Filthy and unclean.”

The human moved his hand over to grope, feel, grab and touch the wolf’s swollen sheath through the tight fitting fabric of the navy blue underwear he wore. Logan could feel the swollen mass inside, could feel the raw heat of the wolf’s groin against the palm of his hand making it sweat. The bulge twitched at his touch as the wolf growled humping against his hand further, encouragingly.

Domino was always such an eager, deprived man. Logan had opened so many doors for him to explore. A simple touch like this, sitting on his lap was already getting the wolf heated and worked up. His sheath twitched once more, the tip poking against the fabric from the opening. Logan could see the wet stain there and the human had to smile about that.

Logan brushed his finger up, just enough to feel the dip in the fabric; where Domino’s sheath opening was. He moved his finger against it, pushing down on the fabric of Domino’s underwear to tease the wolf’s opening and against that warm, exposed flesh tenting his underwear. Logan pressed, worming and teasing into Domino’s sheath making the wolf growl lustfully. A wet warmth met Logan’s finger and, with the wolf watching, Logan lifted his finger back up to his lips and sucked it clean.

“You always were such a… messy wolfie.” Logan smiled at that, teasing Domino with that playfully coy voice. “I’m almost jealous. I don’t know how you don’t end up leaking through your pants at work…”

“I have several pairs in my locker…” Domino mumbled, ears splaying out as he panted open maw now in the cold garage. “I have to change halfway into my shift… sometimes, more…”

“Only when I visit, right?” Logan just teased some more, rubbing his finger around that sheath opening.

“Of course,” Domino just growled back with a knowing smile. “Only for you, Logan.” The wolf huffed, nipping at the human in his lap.

It was nice. This was nice. Just hanging out with a… friend? Playing, teasing each other, doing the dance before sex. Two friends, with benefits, just hanging out. It was hard to say for sure feeling Domino’s grip tighten on his thigh. The wolf murring low, lustful and yet there was that possessiveness again to it that made Logan feel a drip of sweat down the back of his neck.

Fear.

No matter how much Domino wanted to show Logan that he was his mate; there was the cold harsh fact that Domino was a wolf. A predator. A hunter and part of a gang known for kidnapping, killing and burying threats to their pack. And here Logan was, riding his lap like some slut down at the club.

And it was exciting.

The thrill of it. Taming the beast, riding them, controlling them, pulling that leash as Logan got off on the thrill of it. The danger. Putting them in their place…

“Should I… take my pants off?” Domino asked his voice quiet with uncertainty. It only made Logan smile at him. How the wolf was asking for permission to do something like this. With the aspect of control came the security Logan found in playing with these predators. Never letting them take the reins away, not fully, only giving them the illusion of control while Logan manipulated and coaxed their behavior into doing what he wanted.

That, in itself, could be exhausting.

“As I said, let me do everything tonight, Dom.” Logan just gave him a wink before scooting down between those strong legs and resting back with a stretch.

Dom’s ears perked up as he watched the human take one of his legs, bringing it over to rest the weight of it over Logan’s body. Just enough for the wolf’s paw to be right there before his face. There were still bits of fuzz from the sock Domino had been wearing. The smell of it was strong and Logan nosed between the wolf’s paw pads making Domino curl his toes around Logan’s face.

Never once did Domino need to push his foot against the human. Logan was already moving it for him. Even getting Domino to curl his toes like this, never letting go of those ropes.

“You know one thing I love about this,” Logan said lightly as he nosed against that sweaty fur between the wolf’s dark gray pads. “The smell of it. The feel. The heat and sweat… it tells me who you really are.”

“And who am I?” Domino chuckled at that with a smile and a wag of his tail as he pressed his paw against Logan’s face. Domino curled his toes over Logan’s head, pressing the center pad against his lips and sliding the human’s nose between his toes.

One nice thing about humans, Domino had found out being with Logan... They didn’t have a muzzle. It allowed for far closer exchanges between the two, not having to deal with or work around another’s muzzle. Domino could easily place his whole paw over Logan’s face. Curl his toes over the human’s nose and still have plenty of room to wiggle them as he smothered Logan beneath his strength and weight.

And Domino could feel it. That hot, sultry breath against his paw pad as Logan kissed it. Pressing his lips against the worn, tired foot of the wolf whom had been forced to stand on his feet all day, every day for his job. It was warm to the touch, those lips against his sore, tired pad. The wolf had that strong, distinct musk that belong solely to Domino seeping from these toes. The smell of him, combine with the taste of that slightly sweaty paw was all Logan needed after the days he had to get him going.

And to forget his thoughts.

“A hard working man.” And Logan tasted him then. Sliding his tongue up between the furry toes against his face and felt Domino leg tense in response at the feel of it. The feel of the human licking him so openly like this. Tasting his hard work and drinking in his sweat.

And Domino whimpered at that, shaking at the feel of someone cleaning his paws like this. So tenderly, hungry for his body while being so caring at the same time. Not rejecting him, being repulsed by him or afraid of him.

Domino liked to act big and tough around the others. But when it was just the two of them, like this, Logan knew he was just a puppy in the end that had never been allowed to experience the joys of life. Be it the pack, the old Alpha or what. It was clear Domino, like many of these wolves, had been deprived the guilty pleasures Logan knew all too well.

Using his experience to his benefit, Logan grasp the wolf’s foot. Pressing it firmly against his face as he nuzzled it back in turn, nipping and licking over one of the toes before going down on it. Suckling on Domino’s big toe as he looked up at the wolf with splayed ears. Teasing the paw pad with his teeth, licking over and around the sides, sucking the damp fur dry and teasing the tip of Domino’s claw before letting go. The canine was breathing heavily. His large chest rising and falling quickly to Logan’s enjoyment.

Taking his other paw, Logan brought it down between his own legs and without even a word encouraged Domino to press it against his bulge. To feel the human’s excitement. Let that tell the wolf what his body did to Logan. How it drove him, fueled him, made him hunger and drool.

Drooling over the wolf’s toes as he kissed and licked them clean before starting on the next set. Working down the set of toes before replacing one paw with the other as Logan grinded his bulge against those firm toes. Domino gripped it, gripped him, squeezing the human and watching him squirm in turn. It brought a lustful growl that rumbled in his throat.

Logan slid a hand up the wolf’s pant leg. Feeling the fur run between his fingers before dragging them back down and out. Pushing the wolf’s paw away, Logan said only one thing.

“Open.” And the wolf did.

Domino lazing back on the torn couch as he opened both his legs for the human to crawl unobstructed between. Running his hands up Domino’s thighs, Logan gripped them as he nosed down at the fabric of his zipped fly.

“Take them off.” Domino growled down at him. The fabric was constraining his size and was becoming more uncomfortable by the minute.

Logan just gave him a single look at that, reaching forward but stopping before his fingers grabbed the elastic band. Domino whined as Logan waited.

“Please…” The wolf begged and only then did Logan oblige the horny wolf.

Logan didn’t bother stripping him down. Instead, he just took that elastic band and pulled it down over the plump sheath and, with a hand, scooped Domino’s sack out before snapping the band down underneath them. The wolf winced at that and Logan just pretended not to notice as he admired the hefty furry sack in his hand.

It was weighty. The wolf nuts were larger than any human Logan knew. Domino hadn’t been lying that he hadn’t fapped in over a week. The furry flesh was almost smooth to the touch. Warm with the texture of sweat. And the smell coming from it alone made Logan drool.

“You didn’t have to let it go-,” Domino was grumbled still whining about Logan snapping the band. His words caught in his throat as Logan mouth closed around one of his fat nuts.

The hefty orb smell of Domino. It tasted of the wolf. And Logan was rolling it around his mouth like an oversized jawbreaker. He pulled on it, making the wolf squirm. He sucked on it, making the wolf pant. He licked underneath that nut, underneath the wolf’s sack and all Domino could do was grip the back of the couch with a clawed hand.

“Fuck. You’ve always been so good with that mouth of yours.” Domino panted, closing his eyes and tilting his muzzle skywards as if suppressing the urge to howl as his nuts were sucked on.

Logan just smiled at that. It was nice to be recognized for his work. The human grabbed Domino’s other furry nut and rolled it around in his palm like a stress ball. Teasing at the flesh, pulling on it and rubbing his thumb over the size of it, just rough enough to make the wolf moan and squirm for him.

The first slipped out of Logan’s mouth with a loud wet slurp as the human moved to nose between those two nuts. He felt Domino’s loose furry skin against his face as he took a deep breath of the canine’s sack. He made sure it was loud and exaggerated for Domino’s sake. Sniffing, snorting and breathing it in before shivering in delight.

Massaging, kneading and rubbing over that sack, Logan took another timid breath as he rubbed Domino’s strong musky scent all over his face. The wolf always got off on this. Having Logan, willingly, rub Domino’s scent on his body. Be it his paws, groin or armpit. Marking him, claiming him, telling everyone else in the world that Logan was Domino’s by smell alone.

It made the dominate wolf growl deeply. Taking a hand, Domino pushed Logan’s face further against it. Further against his musky, sweaty body. Letting the human lick and clean up the larger male here in this garage. Domino was thinking about claiming this spot, this garage, as his own space just as he planned to do to Logan tonight here.

“You love that.” Domino couldn’t help himself. “You love the smell of my body. The feel of it. My heat keeping you warm.” Logan groaned against the wolf’s groin as he moved up just enough to nip at the very base of the canine’s sheath. Domino’s tip twitched at that, leaking once more. “Yeah you do. You fucking love it. Love my body. Can’t get enough of me!” The wolf snarled, gripping Logan’s head with his hand.

Letting out a breath, Domino had to force himself to let go as he eased back. Allowing Logan to move up to his sheath’s opening. He didn’t want to force Logan to do anything. That wasn’t his game. Domino got off on the desire Logan had for him. That wanting need. To be craved like this… it gave him a purpose, a meaning to get up in the morning.

That if Domino were to die in this line of work, at least someone out there would mourn for his loss…

Logan teased the wolf’s sheath opening with his tongue. Licking around the loose fleshy opening and tasting the wolf’s pre on it. The smell was strongest here. That dark red tip leaking an almost clear, semi transparent fluid that began to pool up in the wolf’s sheath as more of Domino’s length slipped free of those fleshy folds.

Whereas most wolves hated it, Domino loved the feel of his own pre coating and filling his sheath. It drizzled down his tip, pooling in the loose flesh. Making it sag as his dick twitched, jumping in excitement from those lips playing with his opening. It was such a sensitive spot. He couldn’t imagine not having a sheath; it was literally a part of his body and there were so many things one could do with it.

Domino gritted his teeth, curling his toes as his fattening cock spilled from the tight folds of flesh constraining it. Taking it with a single hand, Domino dipped it back down letting that pre run down the throbbing length of it and to continuously pool in the loose sheath it had come from.

And the reason why Domino loved it so much, was because Logan, with closed eyes, began lapping at that sheath opening as if it were a bowl of water. The feel of that tongue dipping into, licking up, lapping up his pre, licking his inner walls and swallowing it hungrily did something to the canine. Logan wrapping his lips around that empty opening to suckle on, drink from, slurp and chew on the sensitive loose flesh; all but ignoring the throbbing dick leaking overhead.

“That’s right. Lap me up like the hungry pup you are.” Domino huffed out, watching the human between his legs drink him in as if Logan were dying of thirst. The furry sheath an oasis in the dark brown fur between the wolf’s musky thighs.

That pre got on Logan’s face. It dribbled down his chin, messed up his hair and still, Logan kept drinking it up. Drinking Domino in and letting that musky fluid fill him with Domino’s warmth. The smell of him was overpowering and Logan hadn’t noticed Domino had said something until he repeated himself.

Taking a clawed finger, the wolf pet the side of Logan’s face over his cheek and down to tilt his chin upwards to look at him.

“Logan.” Domino smirked. “Come closer…” And the wolf patted his chest. “And take off your pants.” The wolf growled.

Logan figured Domino wanted this. After being apart for so long, the wolf need to claim him once more it seemed. Logan licked his thumb clean, looking at the wolf before sitting up slowly. Carefully, he undid his pants. Sliding them down teasingly slow before dropping them to the side.

“And your underwear.” Domino growled, glaring at the human. Logan just loved to tease him. To toy with him like this.

“You only said pants.” Logan licked another finger off, suckling on it and sliding it into his mouth. Letting Domino watch as a string of drool, mixed with pre ran down his lips as he popped the finger out.

The throbbing red wolf cock jumped at that, dripping some more as Logan took hold of it. Stroking Domino off as he curled his fingers around its thick length and pumping it once more to get a rewarding dose of pre. The warm fluid flowed freely around Logan’s fingers as he watched the wolf groan before him.

Logan collected it on his hand and brought it up to sniff and, with that knowing smirk, wiped it through his hair as if it were some kind of gel. Just looking at the wolf staring at him.

“You really are just so messy.”

Domino ears splayed at that.

“Fuck, I’m going to hump you so hard.” Domino growled, dragging his claws down the sofa and tearing the fabric. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.”

“A week and four days, right?” Logan smiled back as he straddled the wolf’s legs once more.

“I shouldn’t have let you go after last time.” Domino chuckled lightly, shaking his head as he held the human in his lap. The wolf lifted Logan up and let his shaft slide underneath Logan’s groin before rubbing up between his cheeks.

“We both had work, Dom.” Logan just rolled his eyes at that, shivering once more at that raw heat coming from that red hot dog sliding up and down his rear. Dom’s pre soaked through Logan’s underwear and the wolf showed no signs of stopping as he painted his underwear with his brush.

“I should’ve made you stay at the club.” Dom closed his eyes, just enjoying the feel of Logan once more in his hands. The feel of rubbing his dripping shaft against the furless male’s body like this. “Taken you home that night…”

“I’m not moving in Dom.” Logan frowned now as he was continuously lifted and lowered on the wolf’s strong thighs.

“I know.” Dom chuckled, having offered such a deal to Logan a while back. “That’s why I’m moving in here.” Dom shrugged as if explaining why he had stayed around.

Logan didn’t feel the need to point out that he didn’t exactly live here…

Taking a single claw, Domino pulled Logan’s underwear forward; bending down, the wolf snapped his jaws on it as if it were a loose string ripping and tearing them apart making the human squirm in his grip.

“Hey! These cost a lot I’ll have you know!” Logan complained, flushed in the face and reeking of the wolf’s nuts.

“I told you to take them off,” Dom looked up at him. “I figured you wanted me to pull them off.” And the wolf did the same to the other side. Chewing on and swallowing the bits of fabric with a toothy grin.

“Dom.” Logan just gave him a look.

“What? They tasted like you.” The wolf offered before nosing at him. “Besides, I’ll buy you another pair. Buy you an entire new wardrobe… whatever you want, babe.”

“After you wear them first, you mean.” Logan winced as that snoot was pushed against his face, the whiskers tickling his cheek as the wolf nuzzled against him.

“Of course.” Domino just said gripping Logan’s ass with a hand and spreading him. “I can’t have you smelling like another wolf, after all.” He growled low, dangerously as his hackles rose at the very thought.

Logan took a second on that. “I promise, I won’t smell like another… wolf.” The human offered truthfully.

“Good.” And with that Domino pushed his tip against the human’s rear getting a noticeable reaction from Logan. “You’re not the only one who can tease.” The wolf gave a throaty chuckle at that.

“Yes. But when I do it… it’s cute.” Logan offered with a wince, feeling that dripping tip against his tail hole still. “When you do it, I end up injured.”

“I’m only teasing.” Domino just chuckled, seeming to miss the fact he was nearly a seven foot tall wolf and Logan wasn’t. “Come closer then,” Domino repeated himself with a smirk. “Let me help you get… comfortable for me.”

Logan took a second on that, feeling the hair on the back of his neck stand up as the wolf spoke. Seeing those teeth and that large, drooling tongue in that fanged muzzle…

It irked Logan when Domino tried to take control away from the human. At first, Logan had thought it was because that’s what he got off on. Controlling and playing with these large predators… Logan knew better by now as he scooted up the wolf’s chest and stood, partially, on the couch butt naked except for his shirt.

Domino’s fanged muzzle opened and before Logan could say another word, those bumpy lips closed around his own throbbing length. It was hot, humid in that muzzle. Logan could feel the wolf’s breath around his engorged head. It was arousing. The feel of that thick, grooved tongue tasting his length. Rubbing underneath before over the head, over his tip and it made Logan groan loudly despite himself.

Holding onto Domino’s head with both hands, the human was helpless as the carnivore devoured him. Licking and tasting over his tip. Sniffing, snuffling against his trimmed but hairy groin. Smelling him. Breathing him in as Domino lapped at the meat in his mouth. Drool trickled down the sides of his muzzle as he kept his eyes firmly planted on the human’s face.

Logan hated this part and loved it at the same time.

Where he thought it was the lack of control that bothered him, it was anything but. It was the fear that came along with that helplessness. Being the wolf’s chew toy made Logan feel that fear again. Any sane person would as those fangs brushed against his sensitive, soft flesh.

And with his lips wrapped around him like this, Logan couldn’t pull back or away as Domino’s hands roamed up his sides. Pulling up his shirt as they went. Logan tensed, unable to move as he realized Domino had tricked him and before he could articulate the words to stop the wolf, Domino was pulling his shirt off.

Tossing it to the side, Domino didn’t let Logan go. His muzzled sealed tight around the human’s aching dick as those hands continued to roam and feel over Logan’s naked body in the dim light from the garage.

Logan was muscular, with several scraps and healed scars over his chest and arms. Light wounds he’d gotten over years on the force. Logan didn’t bother shaving or trimming his chest or arm hair knowing hairy guys tended to work better around guys like Domino. A furless guy wasn’t attractive to someone covered in fur after all. And Domino drank it in, just like the cock he was sucking on. Looking over Logan’s body and wanting to lick up it, bite his chest and nip along his neck to make the human squirm.

Looking up at the human’s face, Domino saw something new for a change. It made his ears fold back at what he saw.

Actual fear…

The wolf let Logan slip out of his muzzle, looking at the human who recoiled away as if he’d been burned. Logan didn’t bother to cover himself, just taking a moment to breathe.

“Logan.” Domino started up, not letting him go. “I just wanted to see you, for once. I didn’t mean too…”

“Dom, I need to go.” Logan wanted to say more but found it difficult to find his voice. He was beginning to hyperventilate and the wolf wrapped his arms around the smaller male, comforting him in his strong grip.

Logan was shaking and despite his best efforts, he found it hard to breathe as those large, strong arms held him against the warm furry body underneath him. Domino nuzzled the side of Logan’s face, not sure what to say or do.

“Logan… I’m not going to hurt you…” Domino whispered the words, nuzzling down at Logan’s face who just buried it into Domino’s mane of fur; not wanting to see those eyes look at him. Not wanting Dom to see the look on Logan’s face as Domino traced his fingers over the scars along his back.

Domino could feel them and, looking over Logan shoulder, it even made the wolf tense from the sight.

“I’m not going to hurt you… Like this…” Domino muttered looking at those scars.

“I’ve heard those words before…” Logan whispered aloud as these hands gripped him tighter. And for a second that lush dark brown fur shifted and changed to a bright orange with black stripes of a tiger…

“Were you hurt on your back as well?” Domino asked, his muscles tensing at the simple question. He hadn’t seen Logan like this. Even the smell the human was putting off had changed.

A submissive smell tainted by fear.

“Yes…” Logan half-lied.

Domino took a second on that.

“Let me see.” The wolf eased up his hold on the human but didn’t let him go.

“Dom,” Logan tried to resist his hold. The wolf was so much stronger or maybe, Logan was just that weak…

“Let. Me. See.” Domino growled low and the human could feel one of his finger’s touch his back, tracing down a claw mark once more.

It was too late to deny it any further. Domino had suspected for a while now Logan was hiding something; more than one thing at this point. Seeing them, however, made the wolf’s breath catch in his throat as he bared his fangs as Logan turned his back on him, looking away.

Domino had plenty of scars. Most the wolves did. Their thick hides and double coats of fur helped hide them though. For a human. It was as clear as day, outlined on Logan’s back. Twin claw marks of five. Five fingers that bit and tore into Logan’s flesh, running down his back leaving wounds that would never fully heal behind. With the memory attached to them…

Dom traced a finger over one making the human shudder once more. Domino had to take a moment to collect himself. He never felt such anger before. These claw marks were old. Far older than the ones on Logan’s arms and sides. Yet, they matched. These claw marks came from a cat, Domino knew. A large feline. He just didn’t know who they were… yet.

“Does it hurt…?” The wolf asked softly as he touched another one. Logan flinched at the faintest of touch, making the human put on that face once more. He didn’t look at the wolf and Domino hated that. He loved when Logan looked at him, admired him, and coveted his body.

Not when he looked away… like everyone else did.

“It used to…” Logan admitted turning back around to look at Dom. His face was blank, his eyes not meeting the wolf’s.

“Who-,” Domino tried to ask.

“No.” Logan just stated giving him a cold look.

The wolf’s ears folded back at that. “I have scars too… if you want to see?” Domino offered as if in apology.

“We all have scars, Dom.” Logan just stated with that blank face, monotone voice. “Some are just more apparent than others. Is all…” And some still continue to hurt even after they’ve long since healed and closed… though Logan couldn’t admit that to himself, let alone this wolf whose lap he was still straddling.

“We don’t have to do this.” Dom exhaled, easing his grip and forcing himself to let Logan go.

“I want you to fuck me raw,” Logan admitted. To forget, he couldn’t say. “That’s why I came to the club that night.” Logan pet the side of the wolf’s face, slipping his mask back on. It didn’t fit as well as it used too. Logan felt more comfortable wearing that mask though. “It’s why I’m still here now.” He played up more than he normally would, forcing himself too.

While Logan wanted to make it sound sweet or, maybe, just use the wolf’s worked up libido against him. Domino saw it as anything but as he took hold of Logan’s hand on his face and pulled it away. He held it in his own, Domino’s fingers closing around Logan’s smaller hand.

“What about me?” Domino asked then.

Logan took a second on that.

“Well, yeah. Kind of need you to get laid.” The human chuckled lightly, thinking nothing of it. Playing it off, again.

“Logan.” Domino said his name getting his attention fully now. “If it were someone else here, rather than me…” The wolf couldn’t finish. He looked to the side, letting Logan’s hand go. “Would you still be here?”

Logan knew the answer to that. What lie to say but he found himself hesitating in that moment.

He knew what he wanted. He needed. This conversation, all of this, hadn’t been that. Domino wanted to sit down and have a proper talk and here Logan was just trying to get laid with his fuck buddy. The wolf could’ve found a better time to talk about this; though Logan knew why he was.

Logan never let Domino have that chance.

A chance to talk-talk. Not just friendly banter, teasing each other or flirting until they ended up in the sack together. Domino wanted to know Logan and he expected Logan to do the same with him. To date? To become mates? Logan wasn’t sure and he doubted Domino was really sure either.

He was rushing things. Was Logan rushing things too?

The human eased off the wolf’s lap, laying naked on his back on the sofa looking up at the ceiling lost in thought over it. How much should he tell Domino? Should he even tell him anything? He could just get up and leave right now. To peace out of this drama, this shit and get back to work…

“I’m not a reporter…” Logan said as he lay there, butt naked, between this wolf’s legs.

“I figured that much out. Give me some credit.” Domino grumbled sitting up a bit now.

Logan moved his foot down to touch the wolf’s sheath. All this talk had killed Domino’s boner. It wouldn’t take much to get the wolf going once more. If he let him…

“How much do you want to know…?” Logan sat up now, rubbing his foot over that sheath. “We can talk. Or we can fuck. I might be vocal in bed but it isn’t the kind of talking you’re looking for right now, Dom…”

The wolf growled at that.

“What? We can’t talk and fuck after?” Domino said getting worked up. His fur was beginning to stand out, puffing out on his chest as his hackles rose baring his teeth.

“I doubt you’d want to do something with me after we do talk…” Logan got up at that, snagging his shirt off the floor and slipping it back on.

“Wait.” Domino groaned, sitting up on the couch now, tossing his legs off it and planting his feet on the floor as Logan picked up his pants.

“Clock’s ticking.” Logan hoped Domino would just take the bait. That he would shut up about all this and the two could just fuck like they used to do. No strings attached. Just two guys using each other for something they both needed.

“For fuck sake,” Domino winced as he got up now. Stumbling on his legs the wolf caught Logan’s arm. “I said wait, Logan!” He growled loudly both at the pain in his chest as well in frustration for Logan always tip toeing around this.

Logan stopped at that, looking down at the hand on his arm. He could break Domino’s grip by aiming for the wrist. Or, with enough force, down on the inner part of the arm opposite the elbow. From there he would have to go for the wolf’s throat; due to Domino’s size, anywhere else wouldn’t be lethal...

Such thoughts easily ran through Logan’s head. How to defend himself, how to neutralize the threat and get away before anyone else found out.

“I’m prepared to die for what I believe in, Dom…” Logan just answered him looking up at the wounded wolf now with that blank face. “The problem is… you and I don’t believe in the same thing…”

Domino just gave a grunt of confusion at that.

“Like… religion? I guess I’m not really religious.” The wolf muttered, thinking aloud about it.

“Why are you a criminal?” Logan just asked flatly getting a look from Domino. It was the first time Logan had ever directly confronted him about his job, his life. “Because you grew up in the life?” Logan just went on. “Because of the pack? The old alpha? Did you ever think, once, maybe this wasn’t the right thing to do?”

“I…” Domino stumbled with his words unsure where this was coming from.

“Or does the one outweigh the many? Does the one, the pack, outweigh the many, the all?” Logan just asked like some kind of philosophy teacher. “How many have you hurt in the name of the pack? Are you to blame or is it the Alpha who ordered it? Where does the blame start? Where does it end…?”

Domino’s ears folded back as he growled.

“What’s the meaning of this, Logan? Why are you asking all these… things!” The wolf showed his teeth. Anger and frustration showing on his face, fear and doubt in his eyes.

“Why are you here, Dom?” Logan just asked, feeling like he was interrogating the wolf now. It was where all their previous sexual exploits ended up leading too. “Like, seriously. Why are you here?” And Logan gestured at the house they were standing in. “For some quickie or what?”

Domino wasn’t sure how to answer that one either and just stood there with his pants open, sheath and balls hanging out in front of the half naked human. Yet, Domino was the one that felt naked and exposed.

“Why are any of you wolves here?” Logan grumbled, rubbing his eyes and feeling increasingly tired on all this. “Is it instinct?” He just asked. “Some kind of pack mentality we humans can’t pick up on?” Logan hated that.

There was no way for a human to understand such a thing. No way for a feline to understand a canine. No way for Logan and Domino to know each other anymore than a human could know a wolf. It truly was impossible, as he feared and doubted.

“You’re the one who brought me here…” Domino pointed out. He kept his voice low as he spoke, resisting an urge to jab a finger at the human accusingly. “We might be instinct but we think and breathe like anyone else!” Domino snarled at the end, huffing and panting now. Getting worked up in more ways than one. “We’re not just animals! I thought you would understand that.”

“Why would I understand that?” Logan almost laughed. “What made you think I would possibly understand how, how, how a uh…” Logan stammered trying to find the right word, snapping his fingers trying to find an appropriate word for it.

“A wolf?” Domino said in a low tone that made the human’s hair stand up on his arms. “How a wolf would think? Is that what you were going to say?”

“Yes.” Logan just sad flatly. His tone was harsh and he glared back at the larger male, wishing he had his stun baton on him right now. “That’s exactly my point. What? Because we fucked? Things were somehow different? We fuck like animals, Dom. Look at me!” Logan gestured down at himself. “I stink of your nut juice!”

“It’s only pre…” Domino grumbled, ears splaying out before perking right back up. “That’s not the point!” He growled stepping forward.

“Then answer my question!” Logan just snapped back getting right back up in Domino’s face.

“Why does it matter?” Domino just threw both hands up in the air. “Why does it matter why we do what we do or why I’m here? I thought this was what you wanted!”

“I want answers.” Logan just cursed under his breath. This was the worst interrogation of his life. You’re supposed to get them off before asking for their dirty laundry.

“Why? Why do you need to know all of this? You’re not a reporter! And you’re like, like, I don’t know, working for Reese?” Domino was still on the fence about that as he got up in the human’s face.

“That doesn’t matter. Knowing this kind of thing is KIND of important! The whole damn city is on fire, practically!” Logan brought that up, mentioning the attacks on the wolf’s strongholds around town. “Fire! Fire doesn’t care, it doesn’t like, like be like I’m gonna burn this house down but not those ‘cause they aren’t involved in this.”

Domino rolled his eyes at that. “That tone of voice isn’t helping!”

“You’re not helping!” Logan spat back getting worked up. He’d been on edge ever since all these wolves had showed up. He was sore, tired and now his Domino was beginning to ask questions Logan wished would just be left alone. “People are dying, Domino! Do you even care?”

“Don’t accuse me of that!” Domino snarled back. “Lilith and Alph deserve better-,”

“Not them!” Logan wanted to just punch the wolf at this point. “Innocent bystanders! People’s homes, businesses! People just trying to live their god damn lives! We’re sitting on a freaking powder keg that’s about to blow! Do you even know how many lives are at stake?”

“Why? Why does any of this matter and why does it matter if I know!?” Domino just growled back. “So what if that fucking city burns down! Why does it matter to you, to us? To anyone here! Let it burn down! It’s not our job to protect everyone else.”

“It is.” Logan spat back getting heated and worked up. He knew the wolves didn’t care. Predators don’t care for those they see as prey.

“How is it possibly you’re job to police the city.” Domino scoffed with a laugh.

“Because I’m a cop!” Logan snapped back, getting heated and worked up in the moment and instantly regretting it. Logan’s face fell the second Domino’s eyes widened at the revelation he had let slip as they both stood there, looking at the other. “Just kidding?” Logan tried to shrug it away, taking a step back and reaching for a nearby wrench in the garage.

Domino was already moving before Logan could react.

A hand closed around the human’s mouth and Logan was lifted off the ground, slammed against the wall with the wolf pressed against him. Domino was breathing heavily, not look at Logan as his ears perked up. Just standing there, keeping Logan from screaming as the wolf blocked the only light in the room out with his body.

“What…?” Domino hissed between his teeth only after making sure no one had been eavesdropping on their conversation. His ears turned to look at Logan even before his face did. “Did you just say…?” Domino grip eased up. “Don’t repeat it…” He spat, letting Logan go as the human fell to the floor.

Domino began to pace in front of him.

“You? This whole time? Here? I mean, at the club, and then here and like here!” Domino muttered going from one loose thought to the next as he paced directly in front of Logan, not giving the human a chance to recover.

Domino stopped, looking at Logan as if for the first time. With his pants down like this, the wolf’s sheath was practically in Logan’s face and the human had a stray thought, or hope, that maybe if he just sucked Domino off again he’d make it out of here alive.

“Surprise?” Logan just offered, the only thing he could.

“Don’t be cute.” Domino growled, pointing that accusing finger at him before going back to pacing. “I hate surprises…”

Logan took a moment on that, looking around for any sort of weapon to use but before he could find one Domino crouched down in front of him.

“Who knows?” Domino glared at Logan. “Why did you come to the club… that night…” Domino looked away, ears folding back as his tail tucked in. The very question pained him as much as learning who Logan was did.

“I…” Logan wanted to sugar coat it, to lie and make everything better… until he could escape. “To see you…” Logan couldn’t though. He couldn’t keep lying like this to everyone. “I was going to warn you… about what the pride was doing… from what I had learned before peacing out.”

“Why?” Domino was the one to ask, still unable to meet his face. “I’m just some… criminal, right?” He snorted. “A wolf. Just some nobody-,”

“That doesn’t mean I wanted to see you killed!” Logan hissed the words in a whisper, afraid someone really was listening in on them now. Domino looked at him at that. “For fuck sake, sure I am… who I am… that didn’t mean I want you dead, fuck.”

Domino placed a hand on the wall, by the side of Logan’s face as the wolf remained crouched over him now.

“Who… all knows?” Domino asked, swallowing loudly as he just looked at the human.

“Very… few.” Logan decided being vague was his best option here, not wanting to rat out anyone else for his own mistakes. Domino punched the other side of the wall with a closed fist. Logan winced, closing his eyes as the wolf panted over his face.

“Dammit, Logan! I’m trying to fucking save your hide!” The wolf snarled, gritting his teeth painfully tight. That got Logan attention, half waiting for Domino to rip his face off at this point.

“Why…?” Logan was the one to ask now.

“You… saved my life.” Domino just grunted, sitting back on his feet now still hovering over the human.

“Just returning the favor, huh?” Logan could at least, somewhat, understand that. At least he had placed his bets on the right predator, this time.

“Something… like that, yes.” Domino nodded. “Who else knows?” He asked for a third time. “Does Reese know?”

“Well, seeing as how I tried to arrest him, yeah…” Logan just shrugged. “Oops?”

Domino just gave him a look at that before shaking his head and taking a heavy seat next to the human against the wall.

“Wait, so you tried to arrest… Reese?” Dom snorted, trying to hold back a laugh. “That has to be the second stupidest thing you’ve done.” Logan just sat back next to him. “The first was telling me you were a pig.” Domino barked a laugh finding it to be a double slang; for a dirty pig as well as an ungulate.

“Yeah, not my brightest moment…” Logan was keenly aware the wolf was still watching him despite his lackadaisical appearance. As close as they were, the human stood no chance of getting away unscathed.

Domino tapped a finger on his knee, looking over at the human before back up and just staring straight ahead.

“Why… did you?” Domino voice was barely above a whisper. “Tell me…”

“You wanted to talk and I just sort of… I let it… slip?” Logan offered back with a half hearted shrug. “Maybe I’m just sick of hiding… or lying… or both. To you… To everyone…” Sick of being afraid, Logan almost chuckled at the cruel thought. He just rested his head back against the wall, closing his eyes. No need to fight. “We’re taught, in the police academy… to watch predators. To single them out and profile them.”

Domino chuckled at that. “Figures.”

“Yeah. It kind of went without saying but that was a big deal for them. Add that in with…” Logan didn’t need to touch his back to explain further. He just laughed instead, shaking his head. “And, well, yeah…”

“And here you are… sitting with one.” Domino didn’t need to say predator, it was implied. They both knew how society saw people like Domino and where they fit into things. It only made sense so many ended up going into crime; society painted them as the villain they had to become to survive.

“As much as I know… you’re just another person,” Logan tried to reason out with one hand. “My body just reacts the way it does…” He weighed in the other hand tilting it like a scale. “Let alone, being part of the pack… this pack, I should say.” Logan laughed without humor, shaking his head.

Domino grunted at that, thunking his head back against the wall and showing no sign it hurt despite the sound.

“Yeah. Well… it pays the bills?” The wolf chuckled, an inside joke amongst the pack.

“Have you ever… tried… a normal, average job?” Logan had to ask. He already knew the answer and Domino knew that.

“What? Gonna’ fix this stray pup and direct him back onto the righteous path?” Domino snorted with a shake of his head. “I’m not getting fixed…”

Logan had to laugh at that. “I didn’t mean,” Logan chuckled though getting where Domino was coming from. Being an average day, hard working citizen and dealing with all the shit that came along with that might as well be getting “fixed” for a male. Become docile, tame and wouldn’t bite the hand that feeds you. No matter how much it beat you while you were already down.

And the cruelest part was, such things were done back in the day especially to carnivores.

“Diamond’s gone. Vicky’s MIA… The pack isn’t what it once was.” Logan just closed his eyes. “We were ordered… not to bother, with you lot.”

Domino quirked an eyebrow at that, looking at the human divulging such information to him.

“Figures,” he just shook his head. “Don’t think we got any balls left after what happened.”

“Packs are always about the Alpha.” Logan shrugged. “Without one…” Logan just left it at that, not like there needed much more said about the matter. “We were discharged from the case, focusing on other things going on in the city…”

“Then why were you at the club. If it wasn’t your job…” Domino frowned now.

“Just because I wasn’t assigned there, anymore… didn’t mean I wanted to cut my ties.” Logan sighed heavily. “It was fun, in its own crazy kind of way. I enjoyed seeing everyone. Alph, Lilith, Barreth and… you.” Logan took a moment, wishing he had a strong drink right now. “And… to check in on you, Dom. I had to make sure you knew what was going on. Looks like I was too late on that one, though.”

“And to get some wolf cock, I’m sure.” Domino chuckled lightly, resting against his knees as he stared down at the cement floor. “You did save my life, Logan. Not something I’ll ever forget…”

“That was always a nice benefit, I won’t lie.” Logan nodded leaving it at that. “You are rather big. Hard to resist.”

“Even though… I’m a wolf?” Domino asked, confused. “What with your… phobia?”

Logan had to laugh at that. “It’s not a phobia, Dom! Fuck. It’s more of the… rational part of my brain.” Logan reasoned out. “That, I don’t know, ancestral part of my body that remembers when wolves used to eat men rather than, you know… suck them off.”

“And here I was thinking you were different.” Domino chuckled though, tail thumping against the ground feeling as if he were actually having a real conversation with Logan instead of just the play the two used to dance to the others tune.

“That’s the sad part, Dom! I am!” Logan laughed, shaking his head. “Unlike Alan, I actually am aware of who I’m around. And with…” Logan added resting back. “Who I’m with.” Logan looked over at the wolf sitting next to him. “And I am, sorry. For it all. For lying, for using you and just everything…”

Domino grunted at that.

“Fuck, I’m the one who pulled you into the back alley. Not the other way around.” Domino brought up, talking about the first time Logan had approached him. “Didn’t give you a single damn thing back then. Hell, for the first couple weeks even…”

“Then you did.” Logan chuckled with a shrug. “Eventually it worked?”

“I only began doing so when I noticed you looking at the others.” Dom frowned. “I’m not one to betray my pack. But when I met you, things became more… I don’t know, fuck.” The wolf shook his head. “Fun? Open? I was able to freaking relax for a change in that drug den. Literally. Vicky turned our club into her coke room to snort or shoot up whenever that crazy bitch wanted too.”

“Yeah, I know.” Logan chuckled. “I stayed around to make sure she didn’t do anything crazy. End up hurting… the rest of you.”

Domino nodded at that. “I didn’t trust you, at first. Like, at all.” The wolf grumbled. “Lilith though… she said you were one of the few damn good ones, in this city. I wanted to see what she was talking about.”

“The bartender?” Logan knew Lilith was more than that but still, to think the person who had given him some credit was the freaking bartender.

“Who job was what we called watcher, in the pack. She keeps an eye on each and every new face that comes in. Makes sure they aren’t up to any trouble.” Domino gave him a look. “She knew you weren’t who you said you were. But, she also said you were a lot like me… hiding in plain sight.”

“Rather insightful…” Logan took a moment. “I’m sorry for your loss. She was… one of the good ones, too.”

“Barreth is taking it hard.” Domino noted. Logan gave him a look. “Lilith and him come from the same litter. We aren’t raised close, with our biological siblings. We form packmates with those we’re raised with. They on the other hand are some of the rare few who stay close, even after being separated by the pack…”

Logan frowned at that. He knew how messed up things were for canines and their pack politics. How the whole group raised the litter of puppies the Alpha or one of the chosen betas had with a picked mate. They weren’t allowed to choose, to say no and after having their litter… they were taken away from them to be raised by others.

“Vicky knew that, of course. She knew all of our… weaknesses.” Domino added, snorting with a shake of his head. “Barreth and Lilith had each other. Alph was a junkie, skimming off the stash. Cliff had a twisted fetish collection we don’t talk about…”

“And you?” Logan asked already knowing.

“Well, I had you.” Domino shrugged. “Ending up hooking up with a human. Yeah, plenty of fuel for her to use.”

“And that’s why she let you guys do whatever you want? Control?” Logan didn’t say that was basically exactly what he’d been doing too.

“Running a pack takes a lot of work. Having something to hold over all our heads, well. Just makes sense.” Domino growled underneath his breath dipping his muzzle down. “I wonder what Reese will use to keep us in line.”

“I don’t think it’ll be anywhere near that bad.” Logan just nodded after thinking about it. “You got off kind of lucky, getting Reese. Compared to Bale? His father? Or Vicky? Yeah, I’d say rather lucky…”

“What’s your plan then, from here?” Domino asked taking a moment on it. Worried that Logan was indeed just going to up and leave them then.

“I need to report in. Been too long since I did… I also want to keep tabs on the pride. Make sure to track their movements and report things to Reese.” Logan thought it over. “I might be able to get the police to focus on The Pride now that you guys are out of commission.” The wolf looked over at that. “Get their focus on the lions while they try and deal with the other gangs. Be enough I think for you lot to get your bearings. Regroup in order to bring the fight to them? I don’t know…”

“If Barreth has his way, we’ll be taking out the rest of those cats by the end of the month.” Domino fang slipped out at that as he smirked. “Not a single one will be left standing after the shit they pulled.”

“Right…” Logan nodded, still he couldn’t help but think of Sloan as Domino said that. “I’ll do my part, to help.”

“Really?” Domino grumbled. “It might be safer if you just let us handle things from here…”

“Can’t.” Logan pushed himself to his feet at that. “Too many places to be. Too many people to check in on. To keep an eye on.” Logan grumbled as he slipped his pants back on. He was going to need a long shower before starting things up again.

Domino got up with him, tucking his balls away the wolf didn’t bother zipping up.

“At least stay the night.” The wolf insisted. “If you got this much to deal with… you’ll need to be rested. And you are still injured.” Domino wasn’t about to let Logan sneak off in the middle of the night, again.

Logan couldn’t deny that. He was sore, tired and still horny. He just wanted to pop a few painkillers and just sleep the week away.

“It’s my job… Dom.” Logan finally just admitted, looking up at the wolf. “It’s my job… to protect those I care for.” Logan found himself hesitating, as he admitted it both to the wolf and himself. “Your… safe here, with the others. There are more people in the city though, those I care for… I need to make sure come out of this alive.”

The wolf chewed his lip, mulling that over.

“Tomorrow.” Domino just sighed, shaking his head. He needed some aspirin for the massive headache he’d gotten from all this. “Tomorrow, we’ll talk about this… with Alpha and we’ll figure out what needs to get done…”

Logan wanted to argue, to put up a fight but he really did need others in his corner for once. He’d been doing things for so long by himself, it was a relief to have some of that weight eased off his shoulders for a change. Still, Logan couldn’t let them act first. He needed to be two steps ahead of The Pride and three steps ahead of these wolves in order to try and keep the damage under control.

“Right, right. You and you’re logic.” Logan almost laughed but it was covered by a yawn that escaped him. “I’ll head back and,” the human started up. Domino was having none of it as he walked over and picked the human up under his arm and carried him towards the couch. “Dom!”

“Tomorrow.” Domino just grumbled. Angry, horny, worked up and frustrated the wolf needed to let some steam off and Logan was going to help him with it one way or another.

“Fine.” Logan conceded only for the wolf to pull his pants down.

“Now bend over.” Domino growled, looming over the smaller male and with a single hand pushed Logan onto his back, lifting up his legs and pulling the pants off once more with his teeth.

“I can just give you a quickie…?” Logan offered, timid and meek before the wolf which only built Domino’s hunger inside.

“Yeah, no. Not falling for that one.” Domino chuckled darkly, rubbing a hand over Logan’s leg as he bent down over the human placing a hand on the couch to support his weight as he angled and teased his semi-hard burning red dick against Logan’s tail hole. “If I let you do that, you’d just end up slipping away in the middle of the night.”

“I would never,” Logan tried to laugh as he lied in front of the predator who only smirked in reply.

“You really aren’t as smart as you think then.” Domino nuzzled Logan’s face, nipping at his ear. “You can’t get away if I knot you tight…” The wolf growled against it. “Keep you close until we have a… proper talk, about all this.”

Logan swallowed at that feeling that warm pre rub against his hole, teasing and easing it open as it lubricated it for the wolf’s throbbing cock.

“You know, I’m not really into the tying aspect of our relationship…” Logan tried to weasel his way out. “I’d prefer if we… don’t.”

“What? Ya’ going to arrest me?” Domino chuckled, sniffing into Logan’s hair as he pushed just the very tip in. The human felt that wolf’s warmth dribbling into his body, warming and soothing in insides. Slickening them up.

“I do have a pair of handcuffs…” Logan admitted.

“Good. Bring ‘em next time.” Domino just smiled at that. Not telling him who he was planning to cuff when them. “It’ll give me more options…”

“For what?” Logan asked and Domino never answered as his lips closed around the human’s, forcing that wide grooved tongue into the human’s mouth to silence any further questions as Domino began to push forward.

Logan tensed at the sheer size of the wolf penetrating him. Domino didn’t slow down. He went at the steady pace he was, only pulling back in order to pump forward once more. Logan could only groan underneath the wolf who was now holding his arms together with a hand above Logan’s head. Gripping them tightly and forcing them against the cushion and not letting Logan go as he humped once more.

Drool trickled down Logan’s cheek, around his jawline and down the side of his neck. The thick, warm texture made the human squirm much to Domino’s delight. He snorted over Logan’s face, breathing heavily as their lips finally parted and the two panted and breathed in the others breath.

“Logan.” Domino started up. “I hate that you’re a fucking fuzz…” Domino growled, his grip tightening on Logan’s wrists.

“And I hate,” Logan winced at the quick thrust the wolf gave him after that comment. “I hate how you’re just some petty criminal scum.” Logan was smiling though as the wolf panted above him as Domino filled him with his girth.

“I knew you were hiding something.”

“I could say the same about you.”

“Always have to get the last word in, don’t you?” Domino growled as his tail wagged, ears perking up as he stared down at the human.

“It’s what I do.” Logan bit up at the wolf, snapping his teeth at the canine making Domino chuckle.

“Oh, sweetheart…” Domino murred deeply. “This is how you bite…” And with that sunk his fangs into Logan’s shoulder, just enough to leave indentations as the wolf gave the human a hickie on his neck.

Chewing and biting at the tender loose flesh with his sharp canines, the wolf continued to pump into the smaller male. Pushing to the point now that his knot was teasing Logan’s hole. The size of it, pushing against his rear always did making Logan squirm. There was that scent again. One of fear, of excitement and lust…

And Domino drank it in as he licked up over Logan’s neck, down his jawline to nip playfully at his ear once more.

And Logan groaned in reply. Loudly, unabashedly not caring if anyone else heard them now as Domino took him in the night. Humping into the smaller male to the point the couch was hitting against the garage wall with the force Domino had begun using. Pushing and teasing his knot against Logan’s hole, twisting and turning with each thrust before pulling back before he’d enter.

Logan was keeping so much from him, Domino still knew. He would get it all from the human he was fucking, mating in the garage. He’d pull each and every secret Logan was keeping and if they had to talk like this, during sex? Then Domino would. He’d fuck him as long and as many times as it took to get to that sweet, creamy center Domino was going to fill him with.

“Hard on the outside,” Domino grunted. “With a creamy, sweet center…” The wolf huffed, panted open maw as he growled out once more. A deep sound that filled his chest and rumbled out his throat.

“What?” Logan was panting, he was sweating and the wolf was still humping into him mercilessly.

“You.” Domino just grinned down at the human, still working his hips effortlessly as the smaller male winced and moaned at his size. “You are…” Domino gritted his teeth, flexing his legs as his ass clenched. “Hard on the outside…” Domino groaned out before tilting his head up and letting loose. “And cream filled!”

Domino’s fat red shaft bulged with his release, dumping rather than spraying his load into Logan’s rear. The hefty orbs grew close to the wolf’s body, sack tightening as Domino just emptied everything he had into the human before, using the release as that extra lubricant, shoving his knot deep into Logan’s rear.

Tying the two into the night as Domino collapsed over Logan who struggled to keep the wolf up as he groaned out in pure pleasure and ecstasy from the week long build up and finally the sweet, creamy release.

“Fuck, Dom. Dom. Move, you’re gonna crush me!” Logan grunted, flexing and wincing as that warmth never seemed to stop filling his rear. It was sore, he was seeing stars and was trying to keep the shag rug of a wolf carpet from falling on him.

“Smother you…” Domino just grumbled with close eyes. “Hide you from the others. Cover you in my scent…” The wolf grumbled as Logan eased him down. “Hide you from the pack, keep you… safe…”

Logan sighed at that, petting Domino’s back as the wolf begun to snore wondering if he’d just been running on adrenaline this whole time.

“Dom…” Logan sighed, hugging the wolf tied to him as he looked up at the ceiling. “It’s my job… to protect you all…”