When Jack finally entered their new bedroom, a strong hand wrapped around the back of his neck and forced him to bend over on the bed. His shirt was torn in half and strong lips kissed and licked at his back. "You took forever."

Jack couldn't suppress the shivers that shook his body. "Some of the kids were too scared to sleep. I had to…" He gasped when he pressed himself back and felt his lover's hard length pressing against him. "I had to console them."

"What a caring wolf you are," Pitch purred, scraping his teeth against Jack's shoulder blades and roughly dragging Jack's pants to rest under his cheeks. "But what about me? You kept me waiting."

"I'm so sorry, my love. What could I do to make it up to you?" He moaned and pushed back again, loving the feel of flesh against flesh.

"You know what." Pitch cupped Jack's rear and kneaded it, his fingers digging into soft flesh.

Jack looked over his shoulder with eyes glinting with lust. His hips bucked with a groan, his length already weeping in want. "Fuck me hard, my love. This wolf wants nothing more than to be dominated by his alpha." He bit his lip in a gesture that was guaranteed to drive his lover crazy with need. Pitch growled and eagerly spread Jack's cheeks, the sound of him falling to his knees the only warning before a warm, wet tongue greedily licked at Jack's hole. A surprised cry of pleasure left the wolf's lips. Jack was eagerly trying to press back against Pitch's mouth even as his legs already threatened to give out on him.

Pitch pushed Jack forward onto the bed, the majority of his weight off his legs. With Jack more stable, he gripped his hips and almost desperately began to pleasure Jack with his tongue and teeth. It felt like seconds before Jack was a writhing mess on the sheets. He was incoherently begging his mate for more as his fingers clenched the soft fabric beneath him. His hips tried to shift forward to get any sort of friction on his aching shaft.

Pitch pushed him the rest of the way onto the bed and mounted him, his body pressing Jack down into the bed. "You are mine, Jack. Mine to love, mine to fuck, mine to protect." He used his knees to part Jack's legs and thrust inside, his whole length disappearing in Jack's body with one hard thrust. Jack screamed at the painful bliss of being thoroughly speared by Pitch's length, not caring in that moment what other wolves might have heard him. He pushed himself up, bottom high, to give his mate better access.

"That's it, lover. Give yourself to me like a good submissive." Pitch gripped his hips hard and used his hold to pull Jack back into the hard, deep thrusts. Jack's eyes clenched shut as he bore the onslaught of pleasure. He knew on paper it hadn't been that long since they'd fucked, but it felt like it had been weeks to him. His heart swelled at the overwhelming feeling of belonging he felt with his powerful lover. Every thrust drove waves of electricity over his skin, lighting his senses on fire. Pitch turned Jack onto his side, draping one leg over his shoulder. He leant over and bit down on the exposed length of Jack's neck. The new angle allowed him to thrust deeper into the warm body.

A new set of cries was torn from his lips. Jack felt a rise of warmth in him unparalleled by any of their love making before. His sense of self faded with every drop of blood that left his body and slid down Pitch's throat, leaving him feeling connected to the man through body and soul.

Give yourself to me, Jack. Give me your eternity. Pitch's voice filled Jack's mind and soul as the vampire sucked at his neck. Give me your soul.

"I'm yours," Jack gasped. "Everything...is yours."

Pitch pressed his wrist to Jack's lips. Then bite, my darling. Jack's canines extended enough for him to break through the sensitive skin. He moaned when the taste of Pitch's blood washed over his tongue, drinking deeply. Pitch thrust hard and fast between Jack's legs, pounding against his prostate with every thrust. He released Jack's neck and bit down over one hard nipple so his sucks happened in time with the pounding of Jack's heart. Let me turn you, lover. Become my husband for all time.

"Wh-what about the pups?" He released Pitch's wrist to stare down at his lover with shining blue eyes, their depths swirling shades of ice.

Pitch looked up from Jack's breast, his dark eyes meeting icy blue. Vampire blood already courses through their veins. They have our blood.

There was a moment of silence as Jack's mind whirled with choices. With a brief nod, he bit down again on Pitch's wrist and started sucking again with renewed fervor. He remembered that feeling of despair when Pitch had been taken from him, and he never wanted to feel such loss again. He couldn't bear the thought of being without his mate.

Pitch sucked eagerly, his lips pressed to the chest that arched up against him desperately. We will belong to each other, forever and a day. All that you are will be mine, and all that I am will be yours. Jack's moans grew desperate as something built up inside of him and pooled in his stomach. His body pressed against Pitch's, begging for some sort of release. Pitch's hips snapped between Jack's legs, pounding against his prostate. He tore his fangs from Jack's breast and grabbed his wrist, bloody fangs sinking into the pale flesh.

When his pleasure finally peaked, Jack's mind went fuzzy. In the same moment his release splashed across the sheets he tensed up. A sliver of fear shot through him when he finally recognized that feeling pooling in his gut. Jack bit down harder on his lover's wrist, trying to anchor himself and clamping down at the last second on the power that tried to explode from him with his orgasm. His head fell back to the soft bed, still drinking from his mate even as he dizzily looked around at the tendrils of frost snaking away from their bodies.

Pitch watched the power ooze from his mate's body, the temperature within the room dropping and thin web-like patterns of frost spreading from underneath his lover's body. The thought that his body and the pleasure it gave was the reason was a heady one, and he gave a few more hard thrusts before he felt his release empty into Jack's pulsing womb. He continued to suck at Jack's wrist to let the feeling of orgasmic pleasure continue to flow through this new connection. You're so beautiful.

Jack looked up at him as the glow faded from his eyes with every ragged breath he took. I love you. His tongue lazily lapped at Pitch's wrist with a tired moan.

"I don't think we'll be leaving our room for a little while." Pitch released Jack's wrist and kissed at the quickly-healing mark. "Do you want to text North and have him cover for us?"

With a last lick up the sensitive skin, Jack nodded. "Hand me my phone?" Pitch reached down and dug around in the pile of their discarded clothes until he found Jack's cell. He handed the phone to Jack and moved his mouth to lovingly nibble and suckle on his neck. Jack let out a happy sigh at the attention. "He says him and Sandy will try their best to explain everything. And break the news that Sandy and I chose eternity as vampires. Any other questions after that will have to wait until we come out of hiding."

"You're hybrids, a mix of both. And we aren't hiding. A vampire experiencing their becoming needs to be constantly physically pleasured. It helps balance out their newly heightened senses. It helps that I was already desperately attracted to you and want to bed you constantly anyway. So really, we're saving your pack from watching us jump each other."

Jack chuckled. "Newly heightened senses? Is it weird that I don't feel anything yet? All I feel is dizzy from letting out that power again."

A large hand slid down Jack's body, the skin shivering at the sensitivity. "Can't you feel the difference in your skin? How everything feels so much more?"

"I-I think I...feel it…now," Jack's breath hitched, his back arching closer to the touch.

Pitch smiled and leaned down to kiss Jack's nipple. "Roll over. I want you again."

"Is this how eternity is going to feel with you?"

"This is only the beginning, my lover."

With a grin, Jack rolled over and waved his bottom temptingly at his mate. He settled into a position he knew would bring them both sheer pleasure, readying himself for the long hours of lovemaking to come.

Pitch opened the door a crack, giving the big Were a flat look. "North. Is there a reason you're disturbing us, even though I know you heard that we were busy?"

"Manny demands he speak to Jack. It was either he come up and bust the door down, or I come to try to talk. Thought you might like this option better."

"I don't. Jack is naked, sprawled out in bed, and waiting for me. Can't he wait until we've finished?"

It was North's turn now to give him a flat look. "It's been half a week now. He's done waiting."

Pitch's jaw clenched. "You tell him that I'll give him ten minutes. After that Jack comes back, and we're not to be disturbed until we say so."

"I hope you two can talk fast then." North turned and walked away, letting the two have time to get dressed.

Pitch growled and gave Jack a lustful look. "We're needed."

Jack started pulling on his clothes. "I'm only surprised he didn't demand a talk sooner."

"He's taking away precious lovemaking time. He pisses me off."

"Anyone who interrupts that pisses you off. Don't act like it's him in particular."

"You can't possibly be happy about it. You were the one who was begging for it right before North knocked."

"No, of course I'm not happy about it. But I also know this talk needs to happen. A plan has to be made to protect our pups."

Pitch sighed and brushed the back of his fingers down Jack's cheek. "You see why I need you. I may be old, but you're the sensible one."

"There has to be one in every couple." Jack grinned and turned to press a gentle kiss to those fingers. "And we can always come right back here after talking and continue fucking our brains out."

"I like that idea. I think we should go with that idea."

"We will." He leaned in for a quick kiss. "Will you be joining me for this meeting?"

"Try and stop me. I see the way he looks at you. He'd hurt you if he could."

"Then get that beautiful ass of yours dressed." Jack headed for the door. When it swung open and flooded the dark room with light, he quickly slammed it again with a small cry of pain. "Holy shit!"

Pitch laughed as he pulled on his clothes. "Be careful with your eyes. They're gonna be really light sensitive for a little while."

"No, really? You couldn't have mentioned that before I opened the door?"

"Sassy. How about you assume that everything is going to be sensitive? That'll prepare you." He smiled and brushed Jack's hair into a semblance of order. "Sorry. I was a bit distracted and forgot to mention that."

"How convenient for you." Jack dug through his duffel bag until he pulled out what he was looking for: a dark pair of sunglasses. "Hopefully this'll help. I'd rather not be sitting with my eyes shut the entire meeting."

"I think you look very attractive. Suave and very Alpha-like."

"More like insanely hungover."

"You look as if you've been thoroughly bedded, and I love it."

"Good. That was your goal, wasn't it?"

"Indeed it was. They think they can convince you to give me up, but I'm going to make sure they know they can't."

"They wouldn't have been able to anyway. I did too much work getting you back. Nothing is taking you from me now." Jack held his hand out for his lover to take.

Pitch took Jack's hand and kissed it lovingly. "You unlocked those lovely powers of yours for me. Why would I ever give you up?"

"You wouldn't." Jack pulled him out of the room before they could get distracted again, still wincing at the light.

"No, I wouldn't. We're stuck together, no matter what."

"Just the way we want it." As they walked and his eyes adjusted a bit more, Jack was stunned by how clearly he could see everything. He looked out a window and could see every pine needle on the tree a half mile away. "You've always been able to see like this?"

"Ever since I was turned."

"So pretty much forever. It's amazing."

"I'm glad I could share it with you."

"I wonder how I'll feel everything as a wolf."

"It might just 'blow your mind.'"

"Maybe. I can't wait to try it though." Jack was grinning at him.

"Maybe after our talk, you can give your wolf a run."

"I'd like that a lot. Plus I have a feeling I'll be needing to blow off some steam anyway."

"Me too. I sense this talk is gonna be rough."

"I guarantee it." With a sigh, Jack entered the room. He moved to sit in an empty armchair, looking over at his uncle as Pitch took the seat next to him. The widening of his uncle's eyes filled him with a sense of satisfaction. When he looked over to see Sandy sitting in a chair with a pair of sunglasses like him, he had to stop himself from laughing out loud. Well, we look a bunch of stoners, he joked.

Sandy looked over to him, lips curling into a smile. Hey. I sure feel like I'm high on something.

Me too. The smile was wiped from his face by the annoyed clearing of a throat across from him. When Manny started to open his mouth, Jack put up a hand to stop him. "I'll start off saying this: I don't regret what I did, only that it put everyone in danger. Pitch is my mate, and I did what anyone in the pack would have done to save their own mates."

"He is a vampire. You endangered us all for the sake of one of them."

"And? Wolves have mated with all sorts of paranormal creatures, and there's never been any problem with it before. There's nothing different just because he's a vampire." Jack gestured to Sandy. "Clearly they aren't all as bad as we make them out to be if two of us found our soulmates amongst them."

Manny leaned forward in his seat, sniffing the air as his eyes narrowed. "You betrayed our kind by becoming one of them."

"I didn't choose this because I wanted to be a vampire. I did it to be with my mate," Jack growled, not noticing the temperature in the room beginning to drop. "If your mate were immortal you can't honestly tell me you would turn down the chance to be with them forever."

Pitch put a comforting hand on Jack's shoulder, the tips of his fingers pressing to the back of his neck. "It is only betrayal if we plan on using you. I hope that you will accept me and my niece into your pack. For Jack, I want to give up my clan."

Manny eyed the vampire. "Because of your involvement with him the whole pack is now in danger. Why should we trust you?"

"Because I knew Luna." Pitch met Manny's eyes. "Your mate was a spectacular woman. A seer, if I remember correctly. She told me that love was soon upon me and that it would kill me and give me life. I cannot change who I was, only who I will be."

All of the wolves stared at Pitch in shock. "And did you know it was one of your kind that took her from me? She trusted them, and look where it got her!"

"She trusted the wrong ones." Pitch stepped forward. "I know the one who killed her. I can give him to you, for a price."

"For what price?" The Alpha sat back in his seat with a scoff. "Our unwavering trust in you for you to turn around and stab us in the back?"

Jack shot to his feet with a growl. "If I can forgive him for what he is after my own pack was slaughtered to near extinction, then what's your excuse?"

"Hush, my love." Pitch gently pushed Jack back into his seat. "My price is a future with Jack. I will give you your vengeance, if you give me him."

"He isn't mine to give after what he's done."

"He is a part of your pack. My loyalty to you and your kin is because of him. If he is no longer part of this pack, then I have no loyalty to you."

"He is part of my pack. I would not turn away my family. But he will never have my trust again. Clearly I cannot trust his judgment."

"He wants peace, you want war. Perhaps he is the Alpha your pack needs." Pitch smiled at Manny's aggressive growl. "Jack loves you, and I love him. If we had not been destined by fate, I'm fairly confident he would have abandoned me for the sake of your pack. The only reason why I'm here is because fate meant us to be together. Trust is hard-earned, and I know that. I have nothing to give to earn that trust except my word and the one who killed Luna."

Jack shrunk in on himself, brows furrowing with frustration. His stomach grew nauseous at the thought that he'd really broken their trust so badly. Was it really so bad in their eyes for him to love who he did?

"For the safety of the pack I accept your offer. But know that if you betray us I will kill you myself." Manny's expression made it very clear he was serious. His eyes shot to his nephew when Jack suddenly bolted from the room, a hand covering his mouth.

Pitch froze. "I can assure you, you won't get the chance to kill me. He'll beat you to it. Excuse me." He rushed from the room and followed Jack's scent to the bathroom. He knocked on the closed door. "Are you alright, love?"

When his heaving finally stopped, Jack wiped at his mouth. He slowly stood and opened the door to give Pitch a miserable look. "Your child has the worst possible timing to make me sick."

Long arms pulled him into a hug. "I'm sorry. I had hoped for pups, but I didn't exactly anticipate that we would have them."

"If it's going to continue like this, I don't think this will be very fun for me."

"I think this is just a part of being pregnant. But the good thing is, we now have eternity. We don't have to rush for more pups until you're ready."

"Good. I don't think I'll want to be going through this too often." Jack looked up from his lover's shoulder to see his uncle standing in the doorway.

Pitch followed Jack's eyes, and he subtly maneuvered his body to block Jack's from any potential blows. "This is also why you have my loyalty. Your nephew carries my pups. Why would I endanger them?"

Manny sighed. "I believe you. Only a true monster would put his own child in danger." He turned and walked away.

Pitch sighed. "I'll kill him if he touches you or our children."

"He won't. He may not like me anymore but he wouldn't hurt a family member."

"Especially unborn ones. He can't blame our children for their parents." Jack shook his head and buried himself against Pitch's chest. He looked up in surprise when he felt new arms wrapping around them.

North and Sandy joined the hug. "We're with you, Jack. Just say the word."

"Thanks guys." His eyes pricked with tears.

"See, Jack? You at least have this little pack, as odd as it is."

"I'd take this little pack over the big one any day."

Pitch smiled and kissed Jack's forehead. "How about a run?"

"Yes, please!" Jack looked to Sandy. "Have you shifted yet since you turned?"

The little man shook his head. I've been a little busy with...other things. He grinned.

"That's my niece you're thinking about," Pitch growled playfully.

Sandy's eyebrow lifted. And? That's my Alpha you fucked enough to impregnate.

"Wait. You can hear him, Koz?" Jack looked up at his mate.

"I hear him through your thoughts. And he can probably hear mine." Pitch smiled as his brain filled with naughty images of Jack.

That's a two way road, buddy! I don't need to be seeing that! Sandy smacked him lightly on the arm.

Jack burst out laughing. "How about you go get your mate and meet us outside for a run?"

"Tell her Mr. Sprinkles is on the line." At Jack's look of confusion, Pitch smiled. "She doesn't get the cat if she doesn't come with."

"She named her cat Mr. Sprinkles?"

"For short."

Sandy left to retrieve his mate, his shoulders shaking in mirth. Jack turned back to him. "Are there any good running places around here?"

"Look around you, love. Although, if we can ditch the other two, there's a nice lake a little ways to the east."

"No lake." He shook his head emphatically.

"We don't have to go swimming. The water looks lovely during the sunset, and it's nice and quiet. Peaceful. We'll stay dry and safe on shore."

"Then maybe later. I want to be with Sandy when we first shift."

"Very well. The two of you can experiment with your new selves."

Jack took Pitch's hand and dragged him outside, North following behind. "Are there any other things like the light sensitivity I should know about?"

"Smell, sound, touch. All of your senses will be heightened and sensitive. Once you get used to it, the sensitivity will go away."

"I guess you're right. I don't know how I didn't notice before, but I can hear and smell from the far side of building."

"And wait until dinner. Your taste buds will be as if you've never truly tasted anything."

"Are you cooking?" He hopped excitedly.

"As always, my dear. All of your favorites."

"It's going to be amazing!" Jack's smile grew bigger when he saw Sandy returning with Tooth. The difference in the two of them was astounding. He'd only met Toothiana a couple of times, but she seemed so much more settled in herself now. Like meeting Sandy had given her that sense of completeness that had been driving her crazy before him.

"Well now, being mated suits you," Pitch hummed adoringly, giving his niece a hug. "Are you happy now?"

Toothiana nodded and gave Sandy a shy but coy smile. "I have to admit, you picked good."

"Thank God for small compliments."

"Hey now. If I recall, I was the one who introduced you two." Jack's arms crossed over his chest.

"Thank you," Toothiana said, giving Jack a hug. "Sorry I was a jerk before. Sandy told me I need to stop acting like a baby and grow up, so that's what I'm doing. Anything for my Sandy bean."

Jack laughed. "I forgive you. Besides, I had fun getting my revenge."

"Come on, we can talk later." Pitch took Jack's hand and gave it a tug. "Let's run, lover."

"Alright, alright." Jack took off into the forest, stripping his clothes off as he went. Pitch ran after him, the vampires easily keeping up with the wolves. Jack let out an exhilarated howl as they ran. He'd never felt the wind like he did right then. Every hair on his body felt like a live wire jolting his skin with every shift. He could taste clean air, gulping it down greedily as he ran. Him and Sandy took turns darting in front of one another and dodging playfully. Pitch and Toothiana watched their mates lovingly, choosing to sit on some rocks as the wolves played.

The white wolf suddenly stopped where he stood when a particularly strong gust of wind blasted all his hair forward, upsetting every nerve ending on his body. He fell to the ground and started writhing against the twigs and leaves trying to find a reprieve from his overly sensitive skin. Pitch whistled and ran his hands over Jack's body when he came over. "Careful, love. I don't want you too overstimulated." He brushed the locks of fur back into place and kissed his nose.

Too much… Jack sat there staring into golden eyes as he panted.

Maybe take a break, love.

Break. Yeah. Jack curled up on the ground around Pitch's legs. Sit with me? He peeked up at him, ears perked.

Only because you asked so nicely. Pitch moved to sit on the ground, leaning back against Jack's side. Jack fondly licked at his hand before burrowing under his arm to rest his head on his lover's lap. His ears twitched every once in awhile as he listened to the sounds of the surrounding forest. Pitch smiled and pet Jack's head. Don't worry, my darling wolf. It will only get better.

Everything felt so good at first. But then it was...too much. The wolf sighed, enjoying the soothing touches that calmed his nerves.

You'll get used to it. Trust me, this sensitivity won't last forever. In a few days, you should be fine.

Perfect. I don't need to be sensitive and pregnant. Jack's breath hitched in a wolfy laugh.

Pitch chuckled and gently ran his finger down the bridge of Jack's muzzle. You'll like what being a vampire does for you when you give birth.

What does it do? He turned just enough so he could look up at Pitch in confusion.

Immediate, continuous healing. I doubt you'll really feel a thing.

Jack sighed in relief. That definitely makes the whole thing feel a lot less terrifying.

I know, love. I'll be with you the whole time.

I love you.

I love you, Jack. Always and forever.

Can we go to that lake you were talking about earlier? I wouldn't mind some alone time.

Pitch nodded and leaned over to whisper in Toothiana's ear. He stood and gave Jack's head a pat. Let's go, love.

Jack jumped to his feet and followed. When he knew they were out of sight of the others, he shifted and hopped into Pitch's arms with a grin.

"Carrying you now, am I?"

The wolf nodded. "Because it's your fault I'm so damn sensitive to everything so you have to take care of me when I need a break."

"Yes, my love." Pitch dutifully carried his mate to the banks of the lake. Without warning Jack, he walked until he was knee-deep in the cool water and sat down, letting the water kiss at Jack's skin. "Close your eyes. Relax. We're going no deeper than this."

Jack clutched desperately to his mate, eyes wide with fear. "You jackass. You know I didn't want to do this."

"Hush." He held Jack close and kissed him deeply, the smaller body pressed to his. "Trust me. Just feel." The water brushed over them, cooling his overheated skin. It took a few minutes, but Jack finally started to relax against him. He'd never admit it, but the kiss had thoroughly distracted him enough to almost forget about the water. Pitch smiled and ran his fingers along Jack's spine. "See? You're alright. I haven't let you drown."

"I wish you hadn't brought me in in the first place." He looked away with a huff. "But I guess it's not horrible this far in."

"I knew you'd like it, but we don't have to stay if you don't want to. I only wanted to cool your skin. You were burning up."

"We can stay a bit longer," Jack grumbled and buried his face against his lover's shoulder. "But no further."

"No further," Pitch promised, settling where he was. He took handfuls of water and gently poured them over Jack's skin, the skin losing some of its angry redness. "I loved watching your wolf."

"You certainly have a fascination with that part of me," he chuckled.

"I think it's so beautiful. Your wolf is an animal, and yet I still see you there."

"It's nothing special. I'm just like any other wolf."

"I've seen many wolves in my time, and none of them have been like you. Such beautiful white fur and ice-blue eyes, a sleek body. You're a specimen of pure loveliness."

"I think you're biased because you love me." Jack hid his blush.

"And I think I'm looking at you compared to other wolves. They're all brown or black or dark red, but you're as white as snow. Your eyes are blue, not yellow. You're so unique, both as a wolf and a human." Pitch smiled and nuzzled Jack's neck. "And I do love you, which means I can see you clearer than you see yourself."

"There you go with your flattery and sweet talking again." Jack smiled and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "I'm not as good with words as you, but you're pretty damn good looking yourself."

"Thank you, love. I don't need poetry from you, only the look you get in your eyes whenever you see me." Pitch quickly caught Jack's lips and kissed him.

"So you get that a lot then." With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he drew Pitch's bottom lip between his teeth.

Pitch purred. "I love when you look at me."

"I'm always looking at you. Unless you're not there. Then I'm thinking about you."

"Good. I want to be the only one in your thoughts, always."

"And you will be. Until the pups are born, that is. Then you'll have to share my heart." He grinned teasingly.

"I'll still have a large part of it." Pitch kissed the grin from his lips. "I want to be the first one you think of when you wake and the last one before you go to sleep."

"Now that I can guarantee."

"Never stop loving me as you do right now."

"I don't think that's even possible." Jack shifted so he could better face his mate, reaching up to cup Pitch's cheeks. "You consume my every thought, every breath."

"Even when the pups are born?"

"More than likely."

"I'll be thinking of you that much too."

"I'd be offended if you didn't," he chuckled. Jack leaned in to mold their lips together in a searing kiss. Pitch buried his fingers in Jack's hair and kissed him deeply. He rolled them over to the edge of the lake, pressing Jack into the soft dirt. Jack tugged at his lover's shirt with a moan. He finally lost patience and tore the fabric in two, his hands greedily taking in the wide expanse of chest.

Pitch smiled as his fangs lengthened. "Will you do the same with my pants, or shall I remove those now?"

"What pants?" He made quick work of Pitch's pants, shredding them with his claws. Jack looked up at him cheekily.

"You naughty boy." Pitch kicked the shreds away and slipped his legs between Jack's. "How exactly are we going to get back?"

"Very sneakily."

Pitch chuckled and licked along Jack's collarbone. "We aren't going to fool anyone."

"No," he shivered. "It's a good things wolves are used to nudity."

"I'm glad. You know how I feel about this beautiful body." He swirled his tongue around the hollow of Jack's throat, loving the vibrations of Jack's moans which shot up the muscle into his brain.

In a flash, Jack had them flipped over so he pinned his mate down. His hips gyrated against Pitch's as he revelled in the feeling of their flesh meeting. "I know you love this body almost as much as you love me." Jack's hand slid down his body slowly, gliding over his glistening, wet skin.

Pitch watched Jack with lust-filled eyes, his hands barely controlled and resting on Jack's hips. "How often have you been the one on top? Dominating while submitting?"

"More often than not with my previous lovers."

"I bet they enjoyed looking at you as you took what you wanted from them."

"I've never had any complaints." Jack lifted up enough to reach down and grab Pitch's length, holding it still for him to sink himself down on it with a long moan.

Pitch growled and tightly gripped Jack's hips. "What kind of a performance would you give them?"

"Performance? Who said anything about a performance?" His hand wrapped around his own length, pulling a groan from his throat. Jack reached back to grip his mate's leg to steady himself as he thrust himself between Pitch's length and his hand.

"That performance." Pitch slid his hand up the Were's chest to lightly wrap around his neck. "Slower." Jack's hips slowed to an almost unbearable pace. He bit his lip, heading falling back with a pleasured sigh. "Move your hips, like...that." Pitch slowly thrust up into Jack's body, moving his hips in a new motion and sending jolts up his spine. Jack's mouth fell open with a cry. He ground himself down against Pitch's length, trying to take as much of it inside as possible.

"That's it, lover. I bet you didn't do this for them." Pitch licked his lips and gave a particularly hard thrust to push deeper inside Jack.

"None brought this out in me." His hips snapped back and forth between the two points of pleasure.

"Because they didn't know you like I know you." Pitch moved his hands to grip Jack's legs and hold him still as he thrust up into him. "I know what you like." Jack's legs trembled from the effort of holding back. He felt almost paralyzed with pleasure. His head snapped forward to look into Pitch's eyes. "That's right, lover. Look at me." Pitch held Jack's gaze, his hips thrusting up slow and deep between Jack's legs. The wolf was shocked to find that the slow pace built up that pressure in his stomach just as much as their previous lovemaking. It almost seemed stronger with being drawn out so much. "You were fast with them, seeking only your own pleasure. Not this time. Not with me." He sat up and kissed Jack's neck and shoulders, now alternating his thrusts between hard and fast, and slow and deep.

With his mind scattered as it was, Jack ignored the slight pain of his new fangs extending from his teeth. Jack reached forward to grip Pitch's shoulders tightly to steady himself. A thumb gently ran up the man's throat, stroking the strong vein there even as more cries of pleasure were forced from him. Pitch smiled at Jack's weak hold over his control. "Do you want to bite my neck?" Jack didn't bother to reply, instead leaning forward to sink his fangs in the side of Pitch's neck. He drank greedily, moaning around the wound. Pitch moaned and held Jack's head to his neck. "I adore you."

You're my everything. Jack took advantage of his mate's distraction and started pounding himself down on Pitch's length.

Pitch growled and sank his teeth into Jack's neck. Two can play at that game. Jack's grinding faltered as his senses overflowed. Between the taste of blood and his lover's bite, his mind went fuzzy. Letting instincts take over, his thrusts quickened desperately. That's it, love. Give yourself to me. Come apart in my hands.

I love you, Koz. Jack had to pull away Pitch's neck, gasping for breath. His fingers clawed at the well-muscled back trying to anchor himself.

Pitch stayed at the man's neck, drinking at the rush of blood sent by Jack's racing heart. I have you, love. I won't let you drown.

Jack's head fell back as he let out a howl, spilling himself over Pitch's chest. He didn't fight the power building up inside him this time and felt the water splashing around their bodies slowly settling as it was covered by thin ice.

Pitch held him close and muffled his roar against Jack's neck. He released deep inside him. You're so fucking beautiful. I love your powers and your body and you.

I love you, I love you, I love you, he kept repeating in his head as he breathlessly kissed all over Pitch's face and neck.

Pitch couldn't control the smile that stretched his lips. I love you too. I love your wolf, and I love you. You're glorious and wonderful.

"And you're addicting." Jack gently pressed their lips together. "An addiction I don't plan on kicking to the curb."

"Good. I won't let you." Pitch lovingly licked over Jack's face. "You're my own addiction. There's nothing for me but you."

Jack smiled fondly, enjoying the fact that his mate was willing to participate in a wolf habit. "It'll be hard to keep my hands off you on the walk back." He chuckled.

"We'll have to try and control each other." Pitch brushed some stray locks of hair from Jack's forehead. "I want to make you happy, Jack."

"You do make me happy." He turned to press a soft kiss to Pitch's palm. "I wouldn't be letting out all this power if you didn't make me happy." Jack laughed and ran his hand over the ice that clung to their skin.

Pitch kissed Jack's chest over his calming heart. "What other customs do wolves have when caring for their mates?"

"We clean each other, care for any injuries or sore areas, snuggle. Except for using tongues instead of soap, it's pretty much similar to humans."

"I like using my tongue to clean you."

"I like it when you use it too. You're the first non-wolf lover I've had who's willing to participate in something so wolfy."

"There's something erotic about it. I don't know why they didn't." With a hum, he licked up Jack's neck. "It helps that you taste so delicious after an orgasm."

Jack sighed happily. "They, of course, had no objections to me cleaning them like that but never wanted to return the favor."

"I don't need you to return the favor." Pitch smiled and licked behind Jack's ear. "You're so delicious."

"Oh, but I want to. I love your flavor. It's just as delicious as your smell."

"What a picture we must make. Constantly touching, licking, kissing, fucking. We're like newlyweds."

"Well, in the eyes of the pack we are married. So it makes sense."

"What makes a wolf marriage?"

"Finding your mate and acknowledging the bond."

"That's it? Seems so simple, and yet it matters a great deal."

"We're half animal. We don't need a fancy ceremony to tell us we are bound. But there are some wolves who enjoy having a ceremony anyway."

"Like you?"

"Yes, like me."

"Shall we have a luxurious wedding, or something small?"

"Small is fine with me. Just the people we care about are allowed."

"I think a blue tux for you. Bright blue, to show off your eyes and pale coloring."

"No tuxes. They're stuffy and restricting." He made a face.

"At first. Oh, but the fun we could have with tuxes." Pitch smiled. "I'd start with the tie first. Slowly undo the knot until you're panting and eager."

"As tempting as you're trying to make it sound, I'm not changing my mind. The fanciest I'll go is a vest. No. Tuxedos."

"Fine, a bright blue vest. Will you allow me that?"

"You can pick all the colors and pay as much as you want for the whole wedding without me complaining. So long as I get to marry you."

"That I will promise you. I would do it naked, in mud, whatever, so long as we're wearing each other's rings."

"I love you. Now, my turn." Jack hopped off his mate and dragged him out of the water. He quickly shifted and plopped himself on top of Pitch to start cleaning him with his larger wolf's tongue.

Pitch watched Jack with loving eyes. "Shall we marry before the pups are born or after?"

After we've settled things with your clan. Jack's tongue worked up the man's chest. I want to have that light at the end of the tunnel.

Me too. A peaceful life with my husband and my beautiful pups.

Sounds like a dream. I hope we get there.

We will, I promise. I want that life with you, and I am determined to have it. Jack made a sound almost like purr, the vibrations running along where their bodies met. He gave a soft lick to Pitch's cheek. Pitch smiled and ran his fingers up Jack's spine slowly. I want you to belong to me, and I want to belong to you. My future is yours.

The wolf gave a content sigh, shivering a little from the touch to his sensitive fur. I look forward to whatever our future together holds. He rested himself down so he was sprawled on top of his lover, head lying on his chest to look up at him.

Pitch grunted at the weight of Jack's body flopping down on him, and he chuckled. You have no idea how much I love you. He stroked Jack's head and met his eyes. What I would be willing to do for you.

I think I have an inkling.

Do you? You're so young, still so pure. I've had much time to sin.

I'm aware of your past. Dr. Nightmare, remember? You've done some bad things in the past, and I will do my damndest to make sure you don't feel you have to do them again.

That will be simple. Never leave me, Jack. With you, I don't need that life.

Consider it done. I'm not going anywhere. He laughed and licked straight up Pitch's face with a grin.

Pitch sputtered and gently tapped Jack's nose. "Naughty pup."

Oh, shush. You love it when I'm naughty.

I love you all the time, no matter what. Pitch turned his head and smiled. This is why I wanted to bring you here. The sunset is lovely.

Jack turned to admire the painting of colors in the sky. He was so relaxed he could feel himself just melting against Pitch. Very pretty. Almost makes me want to swim out to the middle. Almost. Don't get any ideas.

We can work up to that. We have all of eternity, my love. I still have hope. Pitch relaxed against the cool dirt and contentedly stroked Jack's head. Let's stay just like this, forever.

I like that plan. Jack nodded off to sleep, happily content atop his mate and watching the sunset over the lake.