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Dieter's POV

Crispin felt so good against me. His lips on mine, so soft, so fucking plump. He tasted so good, that I was addicted. Honestly, we should try and do something lay around and make out like a bunch of kids, but I just couldn't pull myself away. Not yet. Not when I know that this week is going to go by so fast.

I wanted to memorize every part of his body. I want to have parts of myself ingrained into his memory. Danielle was right, there was no way I leaving here unmarked.

Crispin ran his finger over my neck and I let out a soft shiver. Still getting used to the shocks of the mate bond.

"I ate you up pretty bad." He whispered against me.

We were currently laid out on the couch. Crispin lying on top and my arms are wrapped around him. Making sure he can't leave, though I don't think he would.

"My neck covered in hickies?" I asked him with a chuckle.

"Yeah. It is. Sorry."

"Hey." I slapped his butt playfully. "Don't apologize. Mark me up as much as you want. I don't care."

Truly I don't. I like the fact of being covered up in love bites. There was something so possessive and dominant about it. And the fact Crispin did it so freely, I loved it.

Before he could respond there was a buzzing in my pocket. I reached down to press ignore but Koa's name flashed in big bright letters and it brought a smile to my face.

"You can answer," Crispin said looking up at me. I nodded answered the call and put the phone to my ear.

"You're alive." Koa's voice flooded through the speaker. And I realized just how much I missed talking to him. We usually speak every day, but I've been busy with Crispin and he has a kid, and his mate Tino is pregnant with their second.

"I am." We stayed silent for a minute before we both burst into laughter.

"How the hell are ya?" I asked, running my fingers through Crispin's hair.

"Well, Ezra keeps asking for you. You know this is the usual weekend you come to visit." Ezra was my godchild, and I had never been more blessed. And I always told Koa I would have him be my first godparent as well. Now I just have to talk to Crispin about that.

"Tell the little guy I miss him. And I'll see him as soon as I can. How's Tino and the baby?"

"He's good, we find out what he is soon. Betting a tiger." A tiger was the strongest shifter there is. They were only born from a Lycan and werewolf pairing but even then they are extremely rare.

"A tiger. Well, shit. That's exciting." Crispin started to stir but I didn't think too much of it. Just that he eas readjusting himself against me. "Is Tino...you know bearable?"

"I heard that!" Tino's voice was distant but still present. Shit, he must be on speaker. Koa just laughed but he knew I meant well. When Tino was pregnant with Ezra well let's just say he was a menace.

"You have to agree you weren't the best pregnant," I spoke defending myself.

The conversation went on and on, and I found myself in a deep hole of catching up with my friend. So much so it was irritating Crispin. But instead of telling me to get off the phone, he began to kiss up and down my neck.

I felt myself go stiff, trying to fight off the noises wanting to make a way out.

"Anyways man, I hate to talk business. I know you're with your mate, but I do have some unmated Lycans I could send to your pack once you're back—"

I could barely focus on what he was saying. I was too focused on the fact Crispin was rubbing himself on me. And his hand trailed down my thigh and palmed my now-growing dick.

"I know it's rare a Lycan and werewolf but I think we should give it a shot.—"

Crispin's hand went into the waistband of my sweats and underwear. And he grabbed my dick firmly in his hand. Our eyes met and his held nothing but mischief and a bit of nerves. I made sure to show on my face that I was thoroughly enjoying it.

He wrapped his hand around my now leaking dick and squeezed. My thighs tensed as I fought my instinct to groan.

"If anything I could use some help with training too—"

He began to move his fist up and down. Still keeping eye contact with me. It was hot as fuck. He moved my sweats down to where I was now fully exposed and I watched as he jerked me long and slow.

"Dieter? You listening?" Koa asked pulling from my daze.

"No," I said truthfully, my breathing heavy and labored.

"Are you getting your dick sucked on the phone?!" Tino yelled and I smirked looking at Crispin.

"Not yet." Crispin's eyes went wide in surprise but quickly sobered up. He caught on and he started moving himself further down.

"Oh gross! We're talking business." Koa groaned out.

"You're talking business." I quickly retorted.

"Hey, just make sure to wear a condom when you guys have sex. You don't want to end up like me and get pregnant from the first nut."

Crispin was now further down the couch and he flicked his tongue out and ran it up the length of my dick. I sucked in a breath at the feeling of it. His tongue is so warm against me.

"I'm hanging up." But before he could finish I had already hung up and threw my phone on the floor. My focus was now fully on the man before me.

He swirled his tongue over my tip until it was nice and coated with his spit. I let the groan slip free as he slowly took me in his mouth. I knew this was his first time so I knew to take it slow and let him lead. Let him do whatever he wanted to me. And I was more than okay with that idea.

He sucked on the tip for a moment, before he opened his mouth wide and dipped down to take me fully, well until he couldn't take anymore. He let out a soft hum as my dick jerked in his mouth.

He slowly began to add motion, bobbing his head up and down. The contrast of the heat in his mouth and the coolness of the room made me hiss. My fingers twitched to be in Crispin's thick hair, but I didn't want to push him too much. So I balled my fist and used every inch of restraint I had.

Soon, all apprehension seemed to leave Crispin, as he began to move faster. His hand was at the base of my dick holding it steady as he moved. Groans slipped past my lips as he flicked his tongue over my tip.

His eyes fluttered open and we made eye contact, and I lost all restraint. I firmly gripped a chunk of his hair, yanking his mouth wide open and my hips started moving on their own accord.

At first, I was scared I was gripping too hard, or thrusting too fast. But the way Crispin let out a moan after every squeeze on his head and thrust in his mouth, I knew he liked it. So I continued and made sure to not restrain myself.

I watched in awe as I saw myself going in and out of Crispin's mouth with ease. Drool dripped from his bottom lip and covered my shaft, which only turned me on more. He had moved his hands to where he was now gripping my thighs for dear life. I was able to see his bulge as I looked between his legs. The memory of his length and thickness made my hole twitch in anticipation. Knowing that he would be inside me. Soon.

Very soon.

His nails dug deeper into my thighs, the pain seeping into my bloodstream. Though I welcomed it, it urged me to go harder, faster. So much so Crispin began to gag with how deeply I was hitting him. But I didn't seem to mind, because after every gag there a was breathy moan that followed.

My toes began to curl as I felt myself getting close. I bit hard on my bottom lip, my breathing heavy.

"Crispin, I'm gonna cum." I tried to push him off, not sure if he was okay with me shooting myself into him. But his grip got tighter and he growled. Determination flooded his eyes, the look turning me on. "Oh fuck." I groaned as my body went tight and white light flooded my vision. My groan vibrated my whole body as I came. Crispin sucked harder as my cum flew out of me, into his warm, awaiting mouth.

I let out a deep breath as I felt myself come down from a mind-blowing orgasm. I opened my eyes as I watched Crispin finish lapping me up. He let out a soft hum as he cleaned me with his tongue.

He lifted my sweats back up to cover myself, though I wasn't done. Crispin was hard again, and I wanted to taste his huskiness one more time. But he had other plans as he laid back on top of me covering us up with a blanket.

I wrapped my arms around him immediately, welcoming him to where he belonged. We sat in silence for a few moments, letting the high of what just happened to sink in. I inwardly thanked the goddess for how well we had been doing. Everything between us has been perfect. Right. But in that, there was still a fear. A fear of knowing that this moment will not last forever.

"How did you and Koa meet?" Crispin's sweet voice flooded my ears and pulled me from my thoughts. I knew he would ask that, but in answering this question I have to tell him about Alcander, and that would explain my scar. I just hope he doesn't get too upset.

"I met him many years ago. About three or four. We had a similar enemy and I was called in to help him find the guy and kill him. Seeing as I was the only thing he feared...but after that, we had grown fond of each other. And the rest is history."

"A common enemy?" He pressed on.

"Yes...his name was Alcander. He was Koa's best friend or at least was. He was in love with Koa and wanted him to leave Tino, his mate. To be with him."

"And how do you know Alcander?" Crispin lifted his eyes to meet mine and I let out a deep sigh. Here goes nothing.

"Alcander and I were together for about a year. I grew to love him..." I closed my eyes and continued. "For some time he made it seem like he loved me too. But it wasn't until I had the courage to say it, that he told me he would never feel that way for me, and was in love with someone else. Then for reasons unknown attacked me, and he left the scar on my face."

I could feel Crispin's eyes burning into my face as I talked. But I was still unable to look at him.

"I wanted to kill him after that. Thankfully my wish came true. But now I have a constant reminder of what happened every time I look in the mirror." I stayed silent and let Crispin have time to process all that I had said. But the longer we were quiet the more anxious I had become.

"I'm sorry that happened to you, Dieter." His words shocked me. I wasn't expecting his response to be so perfect. "I'll never let another harm you again."

There was seriousness all over his face and in his tone. It made my heart leap, and Carlisle purr. Crispin was everything I could have hoped for and imagined. He was everything that I lacked, and hearing such words from a man opposed to violence held even more weight.

But that could only mean one thing...

Our sacrifice was going to be painful.