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This story is about a young man who discovers himself and love as well as a few supernatural surprises along the way. There is death, love, hate, friendship, and bigotry.
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Chapter 12:
They pulled into the driveway and John scowled a little bit at me. Not the way I expected to be greeted. Simon and William looked like they were on alert sniffing repeatedly and looking around. What the hell was going on, why was no one telling me anything?
Time to get some answers, "alright, what the fuck is going on? Why do you look pissed and why do Simon and Willy look like they're hunting?"
John growled out, "I thought I told Celena to tell you to stay inside the house."
"And as soon as you own the house and land and become the boss of me, that'll prevent me from even leaving the front door. However, since you are none of those things, and no explanation was provided for reasoning behind those demands, I chose to sit on my porch. So, you sir, can fuck off with your demands until you want to fucking explain yourself, don't bother following me until you are ready to talk without yelling." I stood up and went inside slamming the door shut basically in John's scowling face, I continued to my bedroom and shut the door, jumping on the bed and couldn't stop myself from crying.
Was it too much to simply ask for an explanation? Why the hell couldn't I sit on my own porch? Why did he have to get all pissy? Being concerned is one thing, as long as there's a reason for it, but being pissy without an explanation is fucking annoying. I could hear them entering the house and two sets of footsteps going upstairs and one heading towards the bedroom. The bedroom door opened up and I could both hear and smell that it was John entering and quietly shutting the door. My tears were still running and I was sure he'd heard my sobs.
John slowly made his way to the bed and laid down next to me pulling me into him, my face buried in his chest my fists up providing walls on either side of my eyes. I lightly hit him several times, "why? why do you have to be one of those bastards who doesn't explain shit and just makes demands and statements and expects them to be obeyed without question? WHY JOHN? WHY?" I increased my hitting strength with each question.
He grabbed each of my fists and just held me while I continued crying against his chest and began moving my knee that was between his legs, he squeezed his legs shut trapping my knee, "I'll let you hit my chest if you need to but not your knee. I would prefer you didn't hit me and let me explain myself though." He kissed me on top of my head.
I lifted my head to look him in the eyes, mine red and puffy from the crying, "I'm waiting."
He sighed, "Jake, I'm sorry. It's just my nature. I'm sort of the de-facto leader of Simon and Willy and I, and I just assumed you'd fall into that too. I'm just used to giving orders and people following them with the exception of my father, Alpha, and Beta, everyone else basically responds or obeys without much question. Alpha Rich says I'm a natural leader and someday will be good Alpha material. I... I, guess I need to learn and accept that even though others may listen to me without question, you won't. I don't dislike that and I'm not mad at you for it, it's just new. I'll learn, it's just going to take time, I'm going to make mistakes. Can you please be patient with me while I learn? I don't want to dominate you or destroy your spirit."
I paused for a second taking all of it in, "fine. You don't have to worry about dominating me or destroying my spirit, neither will happen without my allowing it and it just hurt because I was beginning to think I love you, but then you do this and it made me think that you didn't trust me, I can't love someone who doesn't trust me. Also, you still haven't told me why you commanded I stay indoors."
"My father. Last week, he called to say more stuff and make more threats. Then a couple days ago, he showed up here. He saw that Simon and Willy were here and would stand with me so he's backed off for now it seems, we haven't heard from him since, but no one knows what he'll do. Mom has taken to sending me a text message every time he leaves the house and returns and his work scheduled so I know when to keep my eye out for him or keep someone here. We've arranged for us to take rotating days off next week to stay with you. I'll be home Monday and Thursday. William, Tuesday and Friday, Simon Wednesday."
"Wow, I feel like a dignitary or something with all this security...do you really think he's going to actually try and hurt me?"
"I wouldn't put it past him. Hence all the help protecting you until you're full into your wolf. I'm really sorry it has to be this way, normally new wolves get a few months to play around and enjoy the change and learn things at their own pace, but we're going to have to begin teaching you stuff right away, we can't protect you forever. I hope he just forgets about it in a week or so, but we need to be realistic and prepare for if he doesn't."
"Ok, I don't like it, but that sounds reasonable." I paused for a second, looking into his eyes, "John, I'm sorry for exploding like that earlier. I just, I really really don't like being told what to do by someone who doesn't have literal authority over me. I view a relationship as equal partnership, not one domineering over the other, and when the demands were made and then you were mad, I felt like maybe that was your expectation. I'm sorry for that."
He kissed me sweetly and deeply, it was passionate to the point of getting me rock hard. He chuckled, "unfortunately, we don't have time for that right now," while squeezing my solid cock, "we're gonna work out first but we can play in the shower. Dinner after shower then we're gonna talk and train until sunrise."
"But I already worked out this afternoon, pretty damn hard too, I was at it for three hours, lifting weights I'd never been able to get to before."
"Oh? Excellent! Then we do have time, let me just go and let Simon know." He got out from underneath me and went upstairs to talk to Simon, I got up and went to clean myself up and make sure I was fresh, we hadn't had sex in over a week, I was itching for that tongue and cock to do everything to my ass that I loved.
I was leaving the bathroom naked as John was closing the door of the bedroom, he quickly stepped over and picked me up carrying me to the bed and placing me gently. "Jake, please tell me you cleaned up, I've been so hungry for you."
"Of course I did! I've been aching for that tongue all day." I barely finished my sentence before he had jumped up, stripped his clothes and was back on me taking my mouth into a heavy passionate kiss, tongue seeking entry and slipping over every millimeter of my mouth, every nook and cranny. He languidly progressed from my mouth down my neck to my chest where he spent ample time on each nipple, getting his teeth into the game and making me squirm already and he wasn't even at the main event of his tongue's performance! His tongue licked its way down to my stomach and spent a second or two on my navel before blowing against the skin softly, cooling down what his tongue just heated up.
John's tongue had made the journey from my mouth all the way down my body to currently at my waistline without ever leaving my body, occasionally bringing his lips down around it to rewet it and kissing me at the same time, but his mouth had never left my body, it made my skin feel electric and so damn loved. It was almost like he was trying to make this random time really special. He finally made it to my rock solid and profusely pre-cum leaking cock, which he proceeded to dive on with gusto, taking me till his nose was buried in my pelvic bone, where he began a swallowing motion around my cock head and his tongue was rocking around my shaft on the underside and turning on major suction. It was such a turn-on to have him do this, I knew I wouldn't last very long with these ministrations and I didn't care, knowing from past examples that this would only be the first of at least two orgasms.
True to my thoughts, he didn't stop and kept at my cock until I was shooting rope after rope into his mouth, I hadn't cum in over a week so this was a rather large load and he lapped up every drop and smiled throughout the whole thing. It left me nearly breathless due to the intensity of it. He pulled off my cock and laughed a bit, "liked that huh? You had a nice big load saved up for me, I'm glad you didn't masturbate this afternoon."
I was so out of breath I was taking a full breath in between every second word, "I was hoping we'd be doing exactly this."
He laughed again and said, "I hope this doesn't mean you're done now."
I looked up bewildered like he had just asked if I was about to jump into the Grand Canyon without any mountain climbing equipment and his eyes betrayed his stony looking face showing the amusement behind his question. "You better get that tongue down there and eat my ass right now John, I want that cock..." I never got to finish that sentence because he dove tongue-first into my ass and caught me off guard. I couldn't continue making any coherent noises except moans and groans of appreciation and happiness. After a few minutes of this glorious attack on my pucker I was able to string together some words, "oh my fucking god John, remind me to thank William and every girl you've ever been with, holy shit!"
He pulled his tongue into his mouth but left his face between my cheeks as he laughed throatily and gave my pucker a quick lick before he started pulling himself up and said, "you wouldn't dare thank Willy."
I raised an eyebrow at him, "oh, I wouldn't would I, challenge accepted."
"No!" He exclaimed while laughing, next thing I knew he was kissing me again and I was able to get a light taste of myself on his tongue, while kissing me he reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted some into my hand so I could lube up his cock which felt like it was so very ready to be inside me, and I couldn't help but pulling it towards my pucker, more than happy to oblige it. He slipped into me without breaking the kiss and without any resistance, after he finished bottoming out into my ass, I felt a new and strange sensation originate from the very core of my being.
I couldn't contain the shudder or the feeling that this wasn't just some random fuck, this was special. I opened my eyes a little bewildered only to see that my eyes had shifted to wolf vision and I was staring into John's eyes which were his normal black but also had a faint red outline around them that was only visible in his wolf form and only when really close on top of that. I didn't know really what was going on but this just felt so damn perfect. He hadn't moved since bottoming out in me, and we stared at each other for a few seconds before he leaned in and whispered into my mouth, "I'll explain later," and then engulfed my mouth while beginning to slowly make love to me.
It was perfect, he was slow but steady and hit every angle and button that he knew I loved. It wasn't long before the pace was increased involuntarily and we were sweating onto each other. My cock was leaking ready to release load number two and John was looking quite ready to burst. He leaned forward and grabbed my cock as he brought his lips to my left ear and whispered, "come for me," then he gave my cock a mighty stroke with a twist at the end around my glans. I couldn't resist, it poured out, not much came out this time due to the sheer force of the first one, but the feeling was there and my ass clamped down on his rod milking a literally howling orgasm from him he bent his head down to my shoulder and licked at the base of my neck. We were both sweating and breathing heavily, spent from our orgasms. By now I'd learned that John's orgasms were powerful for him but at the price of not often being able to follow them up back to back very often. Whereas mine were definitely great, but overall on average less earth-shattering but I could easily have two or three in a single session with the right prodding.
Finally we were stirred by a knock on the bedroom door, "you guys might want to, um, keep it down a bit, and clean up, Willy and Celena are pulling into the driveway, Henri and I are going to start dinner, fucking horn-dogs."
"Damn right," John said at only a speaking tone, but since Simon was a werewolf he could easily hear him.
John picked me up and carried me into the bathroom, setting me down into shower before turning it on. We took our time making out as we washed each other off, John taking care to make double sure my back side was clean, inside and out.
We each pulled on some gym shorts and walked out into the living room to find Henrietta and Simon holding hands on the couch. The sounds of William and Celena using both of the upstairs showers could be heard. We both nodded before John spoke up, "we'll be right back, gonna go for a small walk out back just to the tree line, still in view, we need to talk about something."
Simon nodded and Henrietta asked me what was planned for dinner and she would get it started.
With that sorted out we walked to the edge of the trees holding hands, not talking just enjoying each others' company.
John spoke up first, "so, you felt it then..."
"Yea, that was...interesting. Intense." I paused my speech and walking for a second and looked directly into his eyes, "that was the mate thing wasn't it. We're what you call `true mates'?"
He nodded, a completely neutral look on his face, almost as if he was scared of my reaction, so I leaned in and gave him a big kiss, hanging my arms around his neck. "John, I'm so happy that's the case. I was actually more scared and worried that it wouldn't be, that these intense feelings that I have for you weren't actually meant to be. I would have happily mated you regardless, but this is just the perfect icing on the cake. What now?"
He positively beamed at this, picking me up with his arms around my lower back and swinging me around before setting me down. "Jake, I'm so so so so happy right now! I felt it the first time over a week ago, and I just knew you'd have to feel it too, I was a little worried that this might be a little overwhelming for you though."
"Not at all babe, but, I do wonder, where do we go from here?"
"Well...if you're willing to accept me, I'd like to officially mate you."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning, the next time we have sex, right before we orgasm together with me inside you, I bite down on your shoulder breaking skin, me ingesting a little bit of your blood and a little of my spit making it into your blood. I'll then lick the puncture wounds and they'll heal up, but we'll be mated. Your scent will change to be a permanent mixture of your natural scent of right now, and mine."
"And do I repeat the gesture?" I raised an eyebrow and gave a small grin, we hadn't brought up the topic of my ever topping at all yet.
He smiled, "you can if you want. I've only ever bottomed for William, as he's told you we did, I'm willing to allow you to top me on occasion, but I don't like to do it very often. I hope that's still ok."
"That's perfectly fine, to be honest, I love your cock in my ass so much I doubt I'll even ask to top more than once a year, but I think if we're going to seal the mating, I'd like to at least this time."
"I'd be happy to do that babe, tonight, after we run I'll claim you, then when we wake up in the morning you can claim me."
"Sounds like a plan lover, lets have dinner."*