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Sam watched Jacob move around his largely unused island kitchen and swallowed hard. Jacob looked absolutely adorable, still wrapped in the light blanket, his hair messed and standing in every direction: absolutely …well, cute. 2

Sam knew he was smiling like a Looney Toon, but didn’t care. Jacob had his back to him anyway, shuffling around in his bag and pulling smaller bags, fruits and crackers out. 3

“You have any pop?” he asked glancing over his shoulder. He caught the tail end of Sam’s smile and smiled back knowingly, looking away to prevent embarrassing him. 4

“No,” Sam answered, stretching out his legs, “I don’t have any.” 5

“That’s alright,” Jacob stood and went to the sink, filling a cup with water. “Ice?” 6

Sam nodded toward the fridge and watched through heavy eyes as Jacob continued getting his meal ready. Everything would be perfect with this whole situation if Ben didn’t keep bumping into his brain. He couldn’t stop getting an odd feeling that he knew was related to him. 7

He shifted around in his chair, crossing his arms over his bare chest and leaning his head back, and listened to Jacob pushing buttons on the microwave. He didn’t realize he was so tired and getting some of Jacob’s blood only made him feel even more tired. But he didn’t want to sleep. Didn’t want to waste what time he did have with Jacob. 8

“Sam?” 9

“Hmm?” he hummed without opening his eyes. Shit, he had fallen asleep. 10

“Open up,” Jacob said quietly. 11

“Huh?” 12

“Open your eyes, Sam,” Jacob repeated. Something in his low voice had Sam quirking a brow and popping one lid. What he saw had his entire spine going straight, as well as other parts of his body. Jacob was standing completely naked in front of him, his eyes sweet and sexy, and Sam instantly sat forward and pulled him into his lap. 13

“Tempting,” he said kissing a path up the side of his throat. 14

“Teasing,” Jacob said laughing, wriggling to get free. 15

“Stay still,” Sam warned, a slow smile crossing his lips, “Don’t fight.” 16

“Make me,” Jacob said pushing at Sam’s chest. 17

Sam pinched Jacob’s arm and kissed him hard, biting him while wrapping his arms around him. Jacob went limp in his arms and wrapped his up and around Sam’s shoulders, giving full access. 18

“That was easy,” Sam teased. 19

Jacob reached down, cupped Sam’s aching cock through his pants, and squeezed just hard enough to give Sam an exciting jolt. “Catch me,” Jacob said jumping up, “if you can that is.” He lit out of Sam’s lap and the chase began. 20

Sam stood up and stretched slowly, keeping his eyes on the smaller man who was darting around the room, bracing for Sam’s advance. Sam rolled his shoulder and started forward, tracking Jacob like a cat. He showed his wild side by offering a glance of his canines through slightly parted lips and allowed his eyes to shift and glow. Jacob stopped dead in his tracks and stared, hunger coming to his eyes. 21

“Chase over?” Sam growled standing perfectly still and breathing even, his eyes going up and down Jacob’s naked and well kept body. His beautiful stomach pumped with each breath and led down to his beautiful and erect cock, making Sam lick his lips in anticipation. 22

“Fuck, Sam…” Jacob raced across the room and jumped at Sam, tackling him to the ground and straddling him. Sam reached up, took a handful of hair and yanked, pulling a slight yelp from him.23

“Say your sorry,” Sam growled sitting up and bringing his mouth to Jacob’s angled neck. He tugged the hair again when Jacob didn’t respond and let his tongue lick up and over his hairless chin. “Tell me that you are sorry,” he again commanded. 24

“For what?” 25

“Since your new, I will tell you once,” he hissed, “but never question me again.” 26

“Sorry,” Jacob said, whimpering and pushing his hips forward to rub his hot arousal against Sam’s stomach. His legs were angled and out to the sides as he and Sam sat up and into one another. 27

“Never curse in front of me again,” Sam commanded, losing himself in the dominance. “Unless of course I fucking ask you to.” Jacob whimpered again and his hips bucked forward again, his breathing going erratic and his heart slamming against Sam’s chest. 28

“Yes, ok…” 29

“Sam,” Sam corrected, “Say to me, ‘Yes, Sam…I am sorry for my nasty tongue’.” 30

“Yes, Sam, I’m sorry,” Jacob said only to get another yank at his hair. Sam shifted quickly, showing his above human strength and flipped Jacob over and onto his stomach. He shoved his hips forward, running his body against Jacob’s ass and bent to bite Jacob’s shoulder. 31

“Wrong,” he growled pulling Jacob’s head back, “Say it again, correctly…” 32

“God…” Jacob pushed his ass back, obviously getting hotter with each passing second. “Yes, Sam, I am sorry for my nasty tongue,” he recited, swiveling in a motion that had Sam shutting his eyes and moaning into. 33

“Good boy,” he responded sitting up and going for the snap on his pants…34

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