Pax had never swooped out of a restaurant so fast. The two boxed up their desserts and clambered back into the car. The way home felt more extended than the drive to the Golden Kettle, but it was only because of the growing sexual tension that had built up between them. Though their bond had always been present from the moment that the Khonsu stone found Pax, the two young men were polite and cordial with one another…ever careful to not touch one another for too long, especially not skin-to-skin. All of that changed with Eli’s sweet kiss. Pax could barely hold himself back. 

Once inside their home, Pax actually locked the door and deposited their desserts on the table. "Would you like to have your dessert now?" He asked.

"If you are the dessert, then yes. Please. Right friggin’ now," Elias said breathlessly as he approached his tall, sexy mate.

Before he even realized what he was doing, Pax immediately tucked away their dessert into the fridge and turned back towards the Omega, swallowing hard. He then wasted no time lifting the Omega into his arms and walking towards their bedroom. The Alpha sat on his desk chair with Elias sitting on his lap before he began pulling off his shirt. The mocha hue of his skin was even all over as the larger werewolf's torso was displayed. Only his nipples were a slightly darker hue.

"Jeez, so hot," Elias murmured, his hands running over all that beautiful bare skin as though mapping it. "Oh damn, you've got a six-pack. Goddess, you make me want to strip down and rub myself all over you. Feel you everywhere. Cover myself in your scent."

"Please do," Pax urged as he lifted one of Eli's hands to his lips and kissed the fingers. "I would like nothing more than to have you strip down and rub yourself all over me."

Elias moaned, whipping off his shirt and standing back up to shimmy out of his jeans. "Off. Your pants. Take them off," He demanded as he hopped on one foot to pull off his sock.

Pax didn't need to be told twice. He quickly tugged his pants down and kicked them aside, along with his boxers. Despite all of the bared, freckled flesh of Eli’s sun-kissed skin, he couldn’t help but be drawn to the Omega's bright green eyes. 

"Glargh," Elias said eloquently as he looked his mate up and down. The Omega swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth as his vision narrowed down to Pax's long, thick length. Horizontal. They needed to be horizontal as quickly as possible. "If you want this to be in a bed, you should get us there in a hurry," the copper wolf warned, his gaze once again locked on Pax's impressive endowment as Eli stalked toward him. "I have no experience in any of this, but I seem to have some pretty strong instincts pushing at me right now, and I'm really kind of on board with what they want me to do."

Pax grinned and lifted Elias up by the hips as he walked over to the bed and settled down so that Elias sat with each leg straddling him on either side. The silver-haired man was already half hard at that contact alone. He braved cupping Eli's face with his hands and pressed a firm kiss to his lips. An insistent warmth filled them both at the contact, urging them to finish what they started.

Elias threw his arms around Pax's neck and returned the kiss with fervor, little happy mumbles and moans slipping in a constant stream from his well-occupied lips. This part of being an Omega was the only thing he didn’t fear. Wolves were grounded and calmed by touch, and the silver wolf’s touch was gentle and attentive. None of it felt forced or selfish. 

The push and pull of their tongues and lips went on for so long that Pax only pulled back to rest their jaws. That movement didn’t discourage Elias, as the Omega began to rub the sides of their faces together as if he were marking him. Pax kissed and sucked a path down Eli's neck, giving the smaller man's shoulder a light bite.

Elias gasped, throwing his head back. He gripped Pax's head, holding him still over the bite. "More," Elias moaned. "Harder. Mark me."

"Someday," Pax breathed as his hands wrapped around Eli's waist, and he gave one of the Omega's butt cheeks a squeeze. "How do you want us this first time? Do you want to be on your back? Do you want me on my back?"

"I want to lay on top of you," Elias said quickly, then paused with uncertainty. "Is that okay? Is that wrong? I know you're an Alpha."

"It doesn't feel wrong to me," Pax expressed as he immediately reached for the lube in the drawer of his bedside cabinet. He quickly coated himself in a thin layer. "Would you like me to prepare you, or do you want to do it yourself?"

"Uh, you better do it...have I mentioned that I've never done this before? I mean, any of it." Eli's voice dropped to an urgent whisper. "I've never even, you know, jerked off before."

"Don't worry," Pax assured him as he gave him another soft kiss. "We'll go slow until we can figure out what you like. Now, this is going to feel a bit weird at first..." He warned as he slid a slicked finger inside the Omega's entrance and gently began to slide it back and forth before adding another digit.

An inarticulate moan fell from Eli's lips as he was penetrated for the first time. He tightened his thighs against Pax, arching his back to stick his rounded ass higher as he dropped his chest flat against the silver wolf. "Ah, is that...holy fuck...is that supposed to feel that good?" Elias asked, his voice tight. "Because I feel like something inside me is about to explode."

Pax chuckled, the vibrations rumbling down his chest as he added a third finger and realized that the Omega was stretching wide rather quickly. Thank the goddess that werewolves were practically made for intercourse. Their genes allowed for quick penetration, even in male couples. So, when he felt Elias was relaxed enough, he carefully pressed the tip of his shaft along the entrance. "Ready?" He asked softly.

Elias let out a needy whine, bucking backward. However, Pax caught him, keeping the Omega from going too fast and possibly hurting himself. "Please, please," Elias whimpered. "I need it." He didn't even know why, but it was what his body kept urging him to do.

Pax slowly made his way inside, letting out a low groan as he was surrounded by the Omega's heat. "You feel so good," he whispered as he cautiously rolled his torso back until he laid flat on the bed, his hands sliding up Eli's outer thighs. Large, mocha hands held steadfast to the smaller werewolf's hips.

"Pax," Elias gasped, rocking himself against his mate, feeling so deliciously stretched and full. He spread his palms on Pax's warm, muscled chest, bracing himself. The young man whined low in his throat. It felt so good, but he needed something. He needed to learn what it was and how to get there. Elias tightened and relaxed around Pax's thick length, which made his swirling need only ratchet even higher.

The taller werewolf lifted his knees and braced his feet flat against the mattress. He lifted Eli's hips, pulling out halfway, and then thrust up gently into his depths. "Let me know if I hurt you in any way," Pax pleaded as he moved again and again. "And I promise I'll stop..."

"Don't you dare stop," Eli hissed, his words breaking into a shuddering moan as fireworks went off in his nerves, and they lit up the pleasure centers in his brain like Christmas. That sensation was new. When was the last time he’d ever felt so good?

Pax's hips rocked faster as his shaft pistoned deep into Elias continuously. The werewolf groaned as the pleasure began to take him over. "So gorgeous..." He mumbled fervently, the words falling from his lips before he even had a chance to think them through. "Want to claim you on every surface of the house."

"Fuck, yes," Elias vehemently agreed. "Bend me over all the things." He added that he didn't know how that would feel. All he knew was that he was eager to try and do more things like this with Pax. He was starting to realize why older Omegas in his pack blushed whenever such sensual subjects were brought up.

The cheeky words goaded Pax on. He drove himself deeper into the Omega's inner walls, angling until he found the area that caused his mate to cry out. The Alpha then exploited that area, twisting slightly so that each of his thrusts would slide against it. "Yes," He hissed as he articulated each phrase with a slightly sharper dip. "You take me so well, every...last...inch of me."

"Pax!" Elias wailed, feeling something big swallowing him up, crashing into him, dragging him under. The Omega's back arched, and he would have fallen if it weren't for Pax's hold. Elias cried out as his vision blanked, and his cock twitched, spurting hard and fast. Streaks painted the silver-haired wolf's chest and stomach, one after the other, with one stripe making it to Pax's cheek.

The shorter man's release ripped Pax's peak from him but a moment afterward. The silver wolf gave one final thrust just as he came hard inside his mate. "Elias," he keened as the last spurt was shot from his shaft. The werewolf gently tugged the green-eyed man to lie down next to him. "Are you okay?"

"Mmm," Elias looked up at Pax with dazed, glassy eyes and a rapturous smile.

The Omega patted Pax's cheek gently but with little coordination. "Next time," Eli's heavy lids drifted closed, his breaths growing deep and slow. "We can do this on the couch."

Pax chuckled, leaning over to kiss the Omega's temple. "Agreed," he responded softly. 

He slowly slid off the bed on the other side as he retrieved a wet washcloth from his bathroom to gently wipe them both down. Pax knew from experience that dried cum was a lot more difficult to clean. Afterward, he tugged a blanket over them both and pressed a gentle kiss on his mate’s forehead. The auburn-haired Omega was nothing like he had expected from what they had taught Alphas at the academy. But, he couldn’t help the excitement that filled him at the prospect of learning more about Elias in the days ahead.

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Pax and Elias spent the next several days in high spirits and at general peace. Werewolves were given a week off from work to adjust to mated life whenever they found a new mate, and Pax could understand why. Mates might have been cut from the same celestial cloth and shared a core soul, but that didn’t mean their personalities were identical. 

The silver werewolf was once again shown this on a day he took his Omega grocery shopping so that they would have food that they both liked. Pax didn't bat a lash when half of the shopping cart ended up filled with snacks. But, once again, passerby Alphas shook their heads at seeing an Omega dashing about and grabbing his own food. The taller man had to openly glare at them and cracked his knuckles as if to dare them to start something. Yet, every time he saw the bright smile on Eli's face, he knew that he did right by him.

Pax was true to his promise to make Elias a copy of the house key and even bought him a cell phone. He had explained that he didn't mind if Elias went on his own outings into the human side of town when Pax went back to work, so long as he kept his cell phone on him. The positive response Elias had given him melted the Alpha to the core. The silver werewolf figured that humans wouldn't care if Elias was an Omega, and perhaps he wouldn't receive as much grief as he would if he went out on his own in plain sight of Alphas.

That night, Pax perused the fridge for leftovers and realized that there was little that was re-heatable. "Why don't we go out to eat tonight, Eli? Are you in the mood for anything in particular?" He asked his mate.

"How does Mexican sound?" Elias suggested.

"Sounds perfect. Let's go."

The two talked about their favorite Mexican cuisine as they pulled out of the driveway and took off. Both of them were so busy getting to know one another that Pax never got around to telling Elias about the stone having flashed again on Gifting Day. So, they were both equally surprised when the Omega's necklace began to light up halfway into the drive toward the Mexican restaurant.

"Pax!" Elias yipped wide-eyed, holding the gem away from him like it might explode. "It's doing the thing!" The Omega's stomach churned, and his appetite evaporated. "Crap. Let's go back home!" Eli shoved the gem under his shirt. When the glow was still visible, he covered it with both hands. "We can find him another day, right?" Elias turned in his seat to face Pax. He didn’t know that the rest of their mates would be men, not as a definite fact. But, something about the stone assured him that this next one was male. "I like you. Can't I just have you? You make me so happy. Better than I've ever felt in my whole life. I don't want to let anything mess that up."

The older werewolf waited until they pulled up to the parking lot of the Mexican restaurant before tugging the shorter man right into a rather passionate kiss. That Elias thought so much of him after having spent such little time together made him happier than he could have imagined. He pulled away before it quickly became something more, his fingers gently pressing against Eli's lips in a halting gesture. "Elias, I feel the same way. If it were in our fate to be just the two of us, I'd gladly accept it with open arms..." He confessed. "But, that isn't fair to our other mates. Who knows how long they have had to wait or how much it would pain them to sense us but remain unclaimed. Would you deny them the same joy we've felt these last several days?"

Elias looked stricken. He hunched his shoulders, dropping his head in shame. "I'm sorry," the Omega whispered. The Alpha had a point. "I'm always so selfish. I wasn't thinking."

Pax held a hand to the side of the Omega's face. "Eli, we're all selfish in one way or another. It’s nothing to feel ashamed about." He pointed out. "If you don't want to seek out our mate tonight, we can go somewhere else to eat. What do you say?"

"No." Elias took a deep, shaky breath. "You're right. We can't just leave him hanging. That would be terrible." Eli pulled his necklace out of hiding; it was flashing surprisingly quickly. "I guess he's pretty close," the Omega added with a pale face and wobbly voice.

Pax took hold of both of Eli's hands and kissed the knuckles. "Remember, I'm right here. I won't let anything bad happen to you," he vowed.

Elias nodded, leaning against Pax for a moment before stepping out of the car. He then turned in a slow circle. The pulsing light slowed until they faced the Mexican restaurant, and then it sped up again.

"What are the odds that our mate is in the same restaurant we were going to eat in?" Elias asked, mouth dry.

"For all we know, it's probably a touch of fate," Pax murmured in reply when he caught up to him. He wrapped an arm around Eli's shoulders to offer silent support. "Are you ready?"

"Mmm," Eli said noncommittally, taking comfort in Pax's touch. "Let's do it."

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(a/n: Below is a rendition of Mat.)