Chapter 12
Jackson faced him, his legs spread, eyes blown wide with lust. Steel needed to touch Jackson’s cock but held back.
Instead, he caressed Jackson’s left leg while his tongue followed, licking and softly biting up to his groin but stopping short of the promised land.
Then he did the same on the other leg and Steel could feel Jackson’s body shake with the overwhelming sensations he was arousing.
Forcing Jackson’s legs further apart, he reached up and took one of his mate’s balls into his mouth, softly sucking and licking it. As the taste of his mate penetrated his tongue Steel moaned deeply then, wanting more, he repeated it with the other ball.
Looking up to check the progress of his mate’s passion Steel saw Jackson descending deeper into the throes of desire.
As he removed his mouth from Jackson’s ball sack and licked his way up his mate’s shaft, Jackson’s ragged breathing increased.
Steel’s tongue was licking and gently biting repeatedly beneath the dome of Jackson’s cockhead, seeking out its most sensitive parts.
He knew his lover was close to erupting; he could taste Jackson’s drips of cum.
Holy Fuck! It was a perfect mixture of salty-sweetness and made his own cock so hard he thought his zipper would bust.
Steel could hold off no longer swallowing Jackson’s cock to the root and burying his nose where his mate’s most intense scent could be found.
He felt Jackson gripping his head, trying to get him to move.
Slowly, he slid back, licking and nipping the length of Jackson’s rod with his teeth until the tip reached his lips.
Pausing for a second, he then sucked hard, letting Jackson’s cock slide deep into his throat.
Sucking and swallowing his mate’s rod repeatedly, Steel felt Jackson’s balls draw tight to his body signaling his mate was on the verge of shooting and, while he really wanted to swallow Jackson’s cum, there were other things he wanted to do first. Drawing back, Jackson’s cock slipped from his mouth coated with spit. Perfect!
Steel stood, stepping back from Jackson whose eyes were half closed from the lustful sensations coursing through his body.
“Stroke yourself, now!” commanded Steel.
Jackson’s eyes opened wide as he looked at Steel, and seeing his heat reflected in Steel’s face, he reached down, wrapping his fingers around his heavy cock.
Slowly pumping it, Jackson’s mind cleared momentarily and as his eyes drilled Steel’s, he declared, “You, sir, are overdressed.”
Did he just call me ‘sir’? That word filled Steel’s mind with exciting images, and yup, it was official, he’d met the man of his dreams. “Well, I’ll have to remedy that,” Steel grated out, slowly pulling off his shirt and letting Jackson see his body for the first time.
Oh yeah, there it was, the flaring of Jackson’s nostrils, the deepening color of his eyes, and the sudden unsteadiness of Jackson’s hand on his cock. I love it!
“Like what you see?”
“I don’t know if I can answer that yet,” murmured Jackson.
“Really? What do you need? Can I help you in any way?” rasped Steel, palming the bulge in his pants.
That fucker is playing me! Jackson swallowed hard, at his limit now, dying to see Steel completely naked.
“I need you naked now!” Jackson snarled, his patience gone.
Steel gave himself a few more rubs before lifting his hands to his jeans.
Unsnapping them, he slowly lowered them until the moist, dripping tip of his cock was exposed.
He paused, giving Jackson time to wallow in the sight before he dropped them further.
Jackson’s loud moan reverberated through Steel, causing his balls to tighten. Hot Fucking Damn!
Steel pushed his jeans all the way, kicking them off along with his boots. His engorged cock pointed straight at Jackson, pulsing, needing to be buried in him now. But he still wanted his mate to reach his peak and he could tell he wasn’t there yet.
Steel reached down, wrapping his fingers around his cock, tugging at it slowly.
Jackson’s eyes caressed his body with so much heat he thought he might self-combust. Steel slowly walked to Jackson, never letting up on stroking his cock, until they were touching cock tip to cock tip.
Jackson gulped as he felt a fiery heat leap between them.
Brushing Jackson’s hand away from his cock, Steel declared, “Mine!” encasing the two cocks together in his large hand.
Stroking them, he pulled Jackson’s head to him for another taste of his mouth.
Jackson opened his lips, sucking in Steel’s tongue, and dueling with it as Steel sought to reach every nook and cranny of his mate’s mouth.
Jackson’s body was shaking with passion now and finally, letting go of their cocks, Steel backed Jackson to the edge of the mattress, gently sitting him down.
“Lie down in the middle, mo chroí,” growled Steel, his wolf now very close to the surface.
Jackson rolled to the middle, his hand once more gripping his cock, the need to stroke it too great to ignore.
Steel grabbed some lube from his nightstand and followed Jackson onto the bed.
He straddled him, lining up his cock with Jackson’s, then bending to kiss his nipples.
Jackson seized the opportunity to grasp both cocks, rubbing them together to get the friction he desperately needed.
Steel’s tongue moved to Jackson’s ear, licking behind it before moving down to his mate’s jaw, loving the feel of Jackson’s scruff scraping his tongue.
He knocked Jackson’s hand away from their cocks, growling, “MINE!” as he continued to lick Jackson’s chest. On his downward descent toward his mate’s cock, Steel stopped at Jackson’s pierced nipples, sucking and licking until both were puffed up.
Then he continued licking, sucking, and nipping down his mate’s rock-hard abs until he heard Jackson demand, “Now, Steel!”
Picking up the lube, he liberally coated his cock and fingers.
Then, tossing the bottle aside, he lowered his mouth to Jackson’s cock, his hand reaching for that puckered hole that would soon be filled by him.
Pushing one finger in, Steel felt Jackson tense up.
He stopped, looking up, murmuring, “Relax, mo chroí.” And when he felt Jackson ease up, Steel lowered his mouth, continuing to lave Jackson’s cock while, at the same time, pushing his finger further into him.
Jackson moaned when Steel’s finger entered him fully, loving the feeling of having his mate inside him even though it wasn’t what he really wanted. Steel continued to stretch Jackson open, finally able to insert three fingers, scissoring them back and forth while feeling for the magic button.
“FUCK!” Jackson screamed, arching off the bed.
Despite having his mate’s cock in his mouth, Steel smiled at the confirmation that he had found Jackson’s prostate.
Letting Jackson’s cock slip from his mouth, Steel rose up on his knees, grabbed Jackson’s legs and bent them up.
Jackson held them against his chest as he begged, “Steel now, please, fuck, I need you now. Fuck! Please…”
Steel looked down at Jackson whose head was tossing from side to side, moaning and whimpering at his need not being met. Well, that was about to change. He grabbed his cock, lined it up with that puckered rose and shoved it in half way with his powerful hips, pausing for Jackson to adjust.
Looking up at the gorgeous man above him Jackson thanked the Fates for giving him this gift but right now he needed Steel to give him… “More, dammit”…he could wait no longer.
Steel heeded the demand, feeding the rest of his cock into Jackson and when his balls finally reached Jackson’s ass, he stopped, waiting for a word from his mate.
Jackson could feel the cock twitching inside him, setting off tingles of pleasure throughout his groin. He was in heaven—no cock ever felt so good.
Steel felt his cock encased in the tight, soft heat of his mate’s ass and it took every ounce of strength to hold still and wait for Jackson who finally yelled, “MOVE, DAMMIT!” And Steel, eager to make his mate happy, started a slow tortuous dance for both of them as he leisurely pumped his cock in and out of Jackson.
Letting his legs fall onto Steel’s shoulders, Jackson grabbed his own cock, stroking it in time to the thrusts of the cock in his ass.
Steel shifted his position, looking to reach that special spot inside and, as he found it, a scream was torn from Jackson, his hips jerking in response to the pleasure coursing through his body.
But Jackson needed more, and snarled, “Faster! Harder! I need more!! Now!!!”
Steel ratcheted up his thrusts, his hips becoming a blur of motion pounding into Jackson.
He could feel his body heating up and his blood boiling as his fangs dropped in readiness for the claiming bite.
Jackson saw Steel’s wolf appear in his eyes and when he saw Steel’s fangs, Jackson’s dropped also.
He knew—somehow—they would be biting each other simultaneously and he bared his neck.
Steel leaned down to Jackson’s neck, all the while keeping up the incessant pounding of his ass, and turned his head to give Jackson a clear path for his bite.
Steel bit down hard through Jackson’s skin and muscles, sucking in and tasting his mate’s blood while feeling Jackson’s bite at the same time, causing their cocks to erupt in unison.
Oh, my gods! Jackson instantly felt a fiery heat course through his body as his blood boiled in his veins.
He retracted his fangs, trying to cope with the sudden pain of it all.
While in his state of painful suspension, he could feel Steel’s wolf inside him, merging with his own.
Finally, Steel’s wolf left his body and Jackson’s pain retreated.
Exhausted, he wasn’t aware of anything at first but then, slowly, he felt Steel caress his body while murmuring words of love and comfort.
Steel was still buried deep in him and Jackson could feel the ache he would have, at least for tonight, but it would be a reminder he now belonged to Steel—and he loved it.
Jackson raised his arms to circle Steel’s neck, pulling him in to reach his lips before moving to his jaw with tiny, light kisses and wallowing in the afterglow of sex that could only be described as otherworldly.
Steel slowly withdrew and small whimpers left Jackson’s lips at the loss of him.
Then rolling Jackson to his side, Steel spooned against that beautiful bubble butt, drawing his mate close to him.
Resting his head on Steel’s bicep, Jackson could hear the quick beating of his own heart as his breathing slowly grew quiet.
Steel nuzzled Jackson’s hair, and then asked, “Are you okay? No pain anywhere?”
“Mmmm… I’m fine,” Jackson murmured, closing eyes as sleep finally claimed him.
Steel lay there, holding his mate while listening to the faint snores coming from him.
He looked for his wolf, finding him curled up, asleep and at peace for the first time in a long time.
He still couldn’t believe he found the mate the Fates gifted him and that he was now holding him in his arms after claiming him.
And he knew that his toirchigh period would now subside since the man lying in his arms was pregnant with his pup.
He wondered if Jackson would be as happy as he when he learned Steel’s seed had taken.
He hoped so, because he’d waited a long time for this to happen and he was so over the moon about it, he wanted to go for a run to the highest mountain and howl so the whole forest would know there was a new Dire Wolf pup on the way.
He smiled as he imagined his parents’ happiness at the news and that thought led to another—Jackson had no parents left to be happy for him. Fuck Silver Point Pack! He needed to turn his attention to that soon because he knew they were a threat to his mate and pup.
Jackson became restless as he felt Steel’s anger and began mewling tiny sounds of distress.
Bashing himself for causing his mate’s unrest, Steel schooled his thoughts while whispering loving words in his mate’s ear, finally soothing Jackson back into a peaceful sleep.
Steel’s eyes closed, his breathing slowed, and he joined his mate in slumber.