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The Magic Inside Him

Chapter 4

Marcus fell against the bed and kicked off his pants as Gabriel unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside and climbed on top of him. Marcus rubbed the broad shoulders of his coyote and kissed him deeply as they rolled around on the bed in his hotel room.

They had barely made it into the door before they started tearing each other's clothes off. Marcus couldn't think of a better way to end the day than to make love to the coyote he fell so madly in love with.

Marcus unbuttoned Gabriel's pants and slid them off his thick legs as he pushed him back against the bed. He leaned down and licked between the coyote's hard pecs and rubbed his abs as he slowly moved down to the large bulge pushing out at his boxers. He gave the bulge a slow rub, eliciting a soft moan from Gabriel before grabbing his boxers at the waistband and yanking them off.

Gabriel's thick member slapped against his abs as Marcus pulled off his own boxers and crawled on top of Gabriel for another kiss. He expertly aligned both of their leaking members and rubbed them together as he explored the coyote's mouth eagerly.

The two canines grunted and groaned as their bare bodies rubbed against each other and their tongues wrestled around inside Gabriel's mouth. They had both been anxiously waiting for this moment since they both caught each other's gaze inside the coffee shop. The love and passion they had reserved inside them had finally come bursting out, and even in the heat of the moment, each one of them knew that the intense feelings inside them did not come purely from lust, but from the genuine love only two soulmates could share.

Marcus and Gabriel closed their eyes as they kissed each other, letting their emotions slowly transfer between them and become one. Marcus held his coyote in his arms and let out slow, deep moans as Gabriel explored every hard muscle on his torso.

Gabriel's paws slowly drifted down Marcus' back and almost made it to his firm rump when Marcus' cell phone went off.

His ears perked up as he heard the tone of a steam whistle blow twice and gently broke the kiss.

"Aww babe, can't it wait?" pleaded Gabriel.

Marcus smiled and looked down into the coyote's amber eyes. "It'll be real quick. I promise," he said, climbing off of Gabriel.

Gabriel sat up and looked down at his pre stained abs. "Is it Hayden?" he asked mockingly.

"No," Marcus said sticking out his tongue. "It's work." He then turned away from Gabriel so that he couldn't see his phone.

Marcus knew the text was from Prince Hallen and didn't want Gabriel asking any more questions. He opened the text and read it carefully.

"Tomorrow. 12 noon. North Shore Boardwalk."

He texted back "confirm" and placed his phone back down on the table before turning around and crawling back onto the bed with Gabriel. He noticed the coyote giving him a strange look.

"See something you like?" he asked as he licked at Gabriel's neck.

"Actually, I did," he said and flipped Marcus onto his stomach. The wolf yiped in surprise and felt Gabriel's paws grab his rump. "What's this?" he asked as he rubbed a tattoo at the bottom of Marcus' left cheek.

The black Ankh tattoo stood out against the soft white fur of Marcus' rump. There was a banner underneath it with a phrase written in Latin.

Marcus hesitated as he struggled with what to tell his boyfriend. Really, the tattoo was a symbol of his allegiance to an elite network of specially trained agents working for Prince Hallen. But he hadn't told Gabriel anything about being a spy and didn't want to start now with both of them so caught up in the moment. He wanted to tell him the truth, but now was not the time.

"It's just something silly I got back in my college days," he said turning his head and looking back at Gabriel.

He saw the coyote's ears turn back slightly and his eyes look down for a moment. Marcus was about to say something when Gabriel quickly looked up and smiled, unaware that Marcus had seen the look on his face.

"Never saw you as a tattoo guy," he said. "It's really sexy though."

Marcus watched him carefully and didn't detect anything else so he decided to move on. "So Gabe, what position would you like to take?"

Gabriel rubbed Marcus' rump slowly and looked deeply into his eyes. "Top."

Marcus was surprised to hear Gabriel's answer. He had expected him to say something like missionary or doggy style, not top. Marcus just naturally assumed that Gabriel wanted to be the bottom.

He must have shown that he was startled because Gabriel chuckled and tilted his head. "You don't like being bottom?"

"I uh..." The truth was, Marcus had never been bottom before. The guys he slept with always wanted his cock, and he was more than happy to give it to them. "Actually Gabe, I've never taken it there before."

This must have excited him because his cock stiffened and a steady stream of pre burst from his tip and ran down his shaft. "You haven't? I should have guessed. You're such a macho wolf," he said with a chuckle.

"That's because I have a dominant personality," Marcus said lowering his ears.

Gabriel leaned down and kissed Marcus' muzzle. "I'd really like to try this Marcus. If it gets too uncomfortable, I can always pull out."

Even though Marcus hadn't thought about being bottom, he knew now more than ever that he wanted his coyote inside him. He lifted his rump up and raised his tail almost immediately, revealing his soft pink hole to Gabriel's muzzle. "Lube me up first, hun."

Gabriel smiled and eagerly grabbed Marcus' rump in his paws and pushed his muzzle between the wolf's firm cheeks, dragging his tongue along his taught taint before slowly pushing inside Marcus' tight hole, causing the wolf to moan.

Marcus gripped the bed sheets and felt his cock throbbing as Gabriel's tongue entered his virgin hole and started licking around at the sensitive walls inside. His warm saliva slowly leaked from his tongue and warmed the inside of Marcus' hole as he slowly and methodically prepped his mate's warm ass.

Just as Marcus thought he was going to blow his load all over the bed, Gabriel pulled his tongue out and rolled Marcus onto his back. "There we go, nice and wet."

"Gabe...that was-" Gabriel smiled and quickly pushed his lips against his mate's and brought him into a deep, passionate kiss.

Marcus could feel Gabriel's hard tip push between his cheeks and rub against his moist hole, making him moan into the kiss. He grabbed Gabriel's broad back and dug his paws into his soft fur as he felt Gabriel's tip push in, letting out deep moans as inch after inch of Gabriel's thick cock slowly stretched out his tight hole.

Gabriel slowly broke the kiss to let out deep grunts as he worked his large member inside Marcus' firm rump. Marcus held onto Gabriel and moaned loudly as his body became consumed with pleasure.

Electrifying jolts of energy and warmth pulsed through his body as Gabriel slowly and methodically thrusted inside him, quickening his pace as Marcus' ass started adjusting to his girth.

Marcus had never felt so much pleasure before, and held onto Gabriel's back as he took his mate's love with every thrust. He could feel his orgasm building inside his balls, but never let go of his coyote to come to the aid of his throbbing member; he didn't need to.

Gabriel's pants became faster and his grunts became deeper as he thrusted with all his strength. "I'm close, Marcus. Can you take my knot?" he gasped.

"Yes babe! I want every inch inside me!" Marcus shouted as he reached down and took hold of Gabriel's ass and pulled him in.

Gabriel grunted heavily and pushed hard until his knot finally popped in, causing Marcus to loose control and empty his load all over both of their heaving torsos.

Marcus moaned loudly as his cum splattered onto his chest, causing him to squeeze his ass around Gabriel's pulsing maleness. Gabriel moaned loudly and immediately reached his climax, sending his seed rushing into Marcus' body. With each thick stream that shot inside him, Marcus could feel new warmth and comfort.

Marcus was panting heavily and clutching the bed sheets as Gabriel finally collapsed on top of him, completely exhausted. They both lay still and took in the moment, the product of their love warming each of their bodies as the scent of their musk filled the air and lulled them into a sense of happiness and well-being.

"I love you Gabriel," Marcus said between breaths.

"I love you too Marcus," Gabriel replied. Had Marcus not been so tired, he might have realized Gabriel was holding him a little tighter than usual.

They continued to hold and nuzzle each other without saying a word, their love having already spoken for them. Nothing else in the world mattered right now. Marcus was completely satisfied, having found what he had always wanted: true love. He tucked Gabriel's head under his and gently fell asleep, his new life wrapped securely in his paws.

***

The next morning Marcus woke up and yawned sleepily. He slept through the whole night without even waking up, experiencing the deepest sleep he had ever had. He yawned again and rolled over to look for his coyote, but the bed was surprisingly empty.

He quickly sat up and looked around the room, seeing no signs of Gabriel. His heart started beating faster as panic started to build inside his mind.

"Calm down Marc, he probably just stepped out for a minute," he said, trying to reassure himself.

He quickly stood up but immediately winced with pain as he felt a dull throbbing coming from his rump. "Damn, I didn't feel that last night." He reached back and rubbed it slowly, feeling some of Gabriel's cum still leaking out.

He slowly walked into the bathroom to check for Gabriel but found it empty. He then walked back into the bedroom and realized all of Gabriel's clothes were gone.

His heart started pounding harder and he felt himself become faint. He slowly sat down on the bed and grabbed his phone.

He quickly dialed Gabriel's number and waited for it to ring, but it went straight to voicemail. He tried it a few more times just in case, but got the same result each time.

"This isn't happening, Marc. This isn't happening." Marcus tried his best to calm himself, but each time his mind managed to force the thoughts back into his head. Gabriel was gone, and he wasn't coming back.

Marcus' paws trembled as he thought of what he should do next.

"Starbucks...maybe he's at work," he thought and quickly gathered some clothes to put on.

He didn't even bother to see if they matched. His mind was too preoccupied with the knotting in his stomach and he began to feel sick.

He steadied himself and grabbed his phone before heading out the door, practically running down to the coffee shop.

He burst through the door and frantically looked around, but there was no sign of Gabriel anywhere. He hurried over to the cash register and found the same mouse standing behind the counter.

"Did Gabriel Valdare come into work this morning?" he asked, not trying to sound too panicked.

"He did, hun, to turn in his notice. He quit this morning," replied the mouse.

Marcus steadied himself on the counter as his head began to spin. "Do you have an address or anything I can reach him by?"

"I'm sorry, hun, I don't know much about him and we don't keep any records like that."

Marcus froze and stared blankly as his last chance of finding Gabriel failed. The mouse looked at him and reached for his paw.

"Can I get you anything sweetie?"

Marcus broke out of his trance just for a moment to tell the mouse no as he headed out of the coffee shop and walked onto the sidewalk. He didn't know where to go or what to do. Everything had lost its meaning.

He roamed the streets of the city for the next few hours, trying to figure out what went wrong. There had to be something to make him leave. What did he do to scare him away?

Eventually, Marcus somehow made it back to the hotel and didn't even notice Hayden until the cheetah ran up to him and grabbed him by the shoulders.

"Thank God Marcus! Where have you been? I've been trying to call you for the last several hours!"

Marcus didn't reply. He just stared blankly at Hayden's shirt. His phone had rung several times when he was walking the streets, but he had just mechanically turned it off when realized the calls were from Hayden and not Gabriel.

"Talk to me Marcus! What's wrong?" People in the lobby started to stare. Hayden could see tears forming in Marcus' eyes and quickly wrapped an arm around him. "Come on, sweetie, let's go up to your room."

Everything was quiet except for a few quiet sobs from Marcus until they reached his room and sat down on the bed. Hayden wrapped Marcus into a hug and gently rubbed his back. "What happened, Marc?"

Marcus was crying heavily now, letting his tears and sadness flow freely. "I woke up this morning and he was gone. No note, no goodbye. I tried calling him and even went down to Starbucks to see if he came into work. Nothing."

"That bastard," Hayden said as he let out a slow growl. "I'm so sorry Marcus."

"He knew me better than anyone else," Marcus said between sobs. "There was a connection between us, something that just seemed to click. We were perfect for each other..." The pain inside him was almost unbearable.

Hayden grabbed his friend and pulled him into a hug. "I know Marcus, I know. Leemah did the same thing to me in college, only he looked me in the eyes and told me he didn't love me. It still hurts, but I'm making it. Mostly because I have you. Good friends really do help in situations like this and I'm here for you Marc."

Marcus buried his muzzle into Hayden's shoulder and let the tears flow. The happiness, comfort, and security he felt when he was with Gabriel were gone. In their place were sadness, uncertainty, and fear. It was as if Gabriel had taken Marcus' very soul when he left.

Hayden held his friend and let him cry into his shoulder, rubbing his back and gently nuzzling between his ears, remembering not so long ago when the roles were reversed and he was the one crying in Marcus' arms.

They stayed like this for a long time, not saying anything until Marcus slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes, trying to clear his vision from the blurring of his tears. "I need to go meet Hallen," he finally said in a shaky voice.

"You must be kidding, Marc. You're in no condition to do that."

Marcus just shook his head and looked down, more tears streaming down his muzzle and dripping from his nose. "I need to finish things, Hayden."

"Okay, but I'm going to drive you." Marcus looked up to protest but Hayden stopped him. "No arguments."

Marcus grabbed the envelope and his .357 before walking out the door. The car ride was silent, and by the time they got to the boardwalk a light rain had started to fall.

Marcus got out of the car and made his way onto the wooden path. The boardwalk was empty expect for a lone figure standing at the end. As Marcus got closer, he could make out the figure of Prince Hallen, standing tall and firm. He was wearing a plain suit as to not attract any attention to himself. The only clues that gave him away were his bright green eyes and handsome face.

Marcus walked up and pulled out the envelope. "Here you go."

Hallen looked at him for a moment, his tall ears shifting back a little as he took the envelope. "Thank you Marcus."

"Just doing my duty," Marcus said blankly.

Hallen could tell something was bothering Marcus, and wanted to help him, but he had something he needed to get out of the way first. "Marcus, you are a great agent and an even better friend," he said, his ears falling back. He slowly reached inside his coat pocket and pulled out a small white envelope. His face was filled with sadness and regret. "Look Marcus, I want you to know I did everything I could. They just wouldn't listen..."

Marcus knew exactly what was coming, and felt somewhat relieved. Being a spy meant nothing to him anymore.

"How did they find out?" he asked as he took the envelope, looking down at the seal of the Royal Intelligence Agency printed on the front.

"Someone from the convention tipped them off. They called me as soon as they got the news. Look, Marcus, I know you must-"

"Don't try to pretend like you know what I'm going through, Hallen. You really have no idea," he said as he crumpled up the letter in his paws and tossed it to the ground, the tears once more returning to his eyes.

Hallen reached a paw forward and slowly rested it on Marcus' shoulder.

"If you aren't upset about your job, then what is it Marcus?" Hallen asked, trying to reach out to his friend. "I've never seen you this upset."

"If you spent more time caring about your friends than endorsing policies that hurt them, you might know," he said coldly.

Hallen stood still and said nothing. He could barely recognize the wolf in front of him. It pained him to see Marcus this way.

Marcus slowly took out his pistol and handed it to him. "Here," he said as Hallen hesitantly took the gun.

"Marcus, you can keep your gun..."

"No," he said as more tears dripped from his muzzle. "I don't trust myself with it."

Hallen's muzzle opened to speak but nothing came out. He looked down and tried again, unable to bear the pain in his friend's eyes. "Is there anything I can do?"

"No, Hallen," Marcus replied hollowly. "There's nothing anyone can do," he said as he turned and started to walk away.

"Please Marcus, don't do anything you'll regret."

Marcus kept walking and didn't look back. The sky was dark and the cold rain continued to fall, but he felt nothing as he slowly walked down the empty wooden path, an uncertain future ahead of him.