6
Denzel
After I had taken the box used for the spell down to the basement, I headed out of the house and moved straight to the pack manor. I needed to talk with Tyler. If I would do this with Marion, then I had to at least get information about the nature of our relationship together, especially the sex part because I knew it would happen sooner or later. I had to be prepared. I stepped into the pack house and moved into the living room, asking some of the staff members about his whereabouts. I was lucky he was still in the dining room.
I entered the dining after I had knocked and beamed at Tyler, who was still getting through breakfast. He seemed to be happier than the last time I saw him. I was glad that he was strong enough to get through the grief of losing the man he loved. He looked up at me with a smile and offered me a seat. “Denzel, if you’re looking for Frey. She’s with Logan.”
“I came looking for you.” I said and saw the look of surprise flash across his face. “I know this isn’t very common, but I really need to talk to you.”
“Sure. I’m more than ready to listen. Let’s chat.”
“I have a male mate, and uh, it’s going great, but I really need to talk to you about…” I said, distress filtering into my voice.
“Look, Denzel. You know Night Shade Pack is queer paradise and there’s no judgment from me or anyone. If what you’re feeling is authentic, I suggest you go with the flow. I’m a hundred percent sure that everything will work out and the lack of clarity will disappear with time. For the sex part, I’d say roll with it as well, but don’t do anything you’re not comfortable with yet. The sex just gets better and make sure you use lube or something.” He chuckled at the end of his words.
“Thank you, Tyler.”
“Sure. Of course.”
“What about you, Ty? Are you ok considering that you lost a very important person?”
“Yes, I’m doing great. Thanks for asking.“
I rose to my feet and walked out of the dining area, returning to my home. I was feeling better, certain that I wanted to be with him forever and would spend the rest of my life loving him.
I used what was left of the hours of the day to plan the surprise I had for my mate and when he arrived at the house, I took him to the back porch where I had prepared a splendid night for us. We finished dinner together and lay on the bed, facing the ceiling. During the moment of our closeness, he opened up to me about the new knowledge of his episodes, and I promised to be with him every step of the way.
I knew learning about this bloodline curse would take a toll on Marion, and I didn't want it to seem like I was rushing into things. So I wanted it to be what he wanted before we went further. As our lips parted in an exhale, I searched his eyes for any sign of ambiguousness. “Are you sure about this?” I quizzed. Thank the goddess for the time I spent with Tyler today. He had given me pointers of things to do when it came to gay sex—said I should just go with the flow.
“Yes, I am. Now shut up and kiss me.” He murmured seductively as he placed his middle finger on my lips and slid it down to my chest. I closed in on him slowly and pulled him into a soft, slow kiss. He parted his lips, letting me invade his mouth as irresistible sparks emanated from us. I put my hands around his waist and pulled him closer, pressing his body against mine. A pleasurable moan escaped his lips, which sent blood rushing to my cock. Our lips parted, and I smiled at him, caressing my hands over his cheeks.
He trapped my lips in a fervent kiss as he mounted over me and straddled on me, keeping our tongues tied together. I wanted our first moment to be perfect, and I had to ensure that he would be okay with everything that would happen between us. Because the things I would do to his body would awaken the most innate desires within the depths of his heart. Still on top of me, he pulled off his shirt and tossed it across the floor as he leaned in to deepen our frantic kiss. A growl left my lips as I held his hips, curving my hands up to his ass and pressing hard into his curves. He ground his ass against my hard length, and I gasped in ecstasy. I loved this. I loved everything about him, and he had truly brought to live every single emotion I hadn’t felt for a very long time. Excitement, anger, worry, frustration, confidence, intense euphoria… lust. This made me realize that love is genderless. He made me understand that.
I exchanged our position, held him against the mattress and smirked at him. I hovered over him and smiled as I viewed his eyes, which had nothing but genuine delight in them. He placed his hands around my neck, and I nudged his legs open with my hands, keeping my palms against his thighs.
“Are you ok with this?” He quizzed. I gave a nod. I leaned closer to his neck and nibbled his ears, placing feathery kisses from his neck down to his shoulders and soft nipples.
“Yes.” He hissed in thrill.
“Mm, my little darkness, the ways I could ruin your body.” I kissed his nipples, keeping my gaze locked with his eyes as he moaned in pleasure. I twirled my tongue around the areola and sucked on each tit, causing him to squeal in relish. “Moan for me, my little darkness. Only good boys get rewarded.” I rasped, keeping him against the mattress with my hand.
“Yes.” He moaned and writhed. I reached down to his versus line, putting my hands into his trouser and stroking his length. He was so freaking perfect. Every inch of him. I slowly unbuttoned his trouser and tucked it out of him, setting his cock free. I levelled my gaze at him and smiled as I kissed him. He held my cheeks, caressing my beards as we deepened the frantic lip lock.
We exchanged positions again, and he was on top of me. He removed the buttons of my shirt as slowly and seductively as he could, intensifying the hardcore pleasure I felt. A growl left my lips as my eyes gained their golden glow, and he smirked at me with rapture in his eyes. He ripped off my shirt and ran his hands over my muscly chest, twirling his fingers on the scars, savoring the moment and feeling the hairs on my chest stand on end from the tease. He moved down to my versus line and pulled off my shorts, letting my bulge free. I saw his eyes widen in surprise, and I stifled a chuckle as I asked, “You think you can take that?”
“Only good boys get rewarded, right? I'll be your perfect little darkness,” he whispered to me as he stroked my length. Each motion of his hand on my cock caused me to gasp for breath. “Is this ok?” He asked as he lowered his head to my cock.
“Yes.” I bobbed my head.
He took me into his mouth—his lips tighten around my cock as he sucked, taking in every inch of me. I bit my lower lip overwhelmed by the pleasure of having my dick inside his warm mouth as wave after wave of impassioned sparks ignited between us. I grunted, bucking my hips closer, hitting the back of his throat and watching him choke on my cock. Fuck, that was so sexy. He pulled away, leaving traces of saliva on my foreskin. He lubricated my engorged member with his hands, stroking until I felt myself nearing the edge. My left hand found their way to his head, and I held him, guiding him as he took me back into his mouth.
“Fuck, Marion. I'm going to come.” My right hand tightened around the mattress as my eyes gained their golden glow. He continued to bob his head, and I exploded into him, shooting my load into the back of his throat and leaving myself breathless to the unparalleled pleasure. He swallowed every drop and pulled off with a fulfilled smile on his lips.
I pulled him to me with a growl and kissed him, tasting the saltiness of my release. My length thickened as I caressed every inch of his perfect body. “Ours.” Silver purred in my head.
“Ours.” I agreed with him. I exchanged our positions and knelt in front of him. With his legs parted, I put my hands around his limbs and folded him into halves, leaving his perfect crease between his ass cheeks for me. I spanked his ass, and he squealed and moaned in ecstasy, relaxing to my touch. I lubricated his crack, putting my finger into him.
“Yes, fuck,” he said, barely catching his breath. I added two of my fingers, pumping into him and stretching his ass wide open. I curved my fingers into him, hitting his prostate and watching him as he squirmed in absolute pleasure.
“Fuck, yes. I want you to make me cum, Denzel.” He cried as I continued to stretch him. I lowered my mouth to his hole, swiping my tongue over it and nibbling on his flesh. The feeling of intimacy from this beautiful moment consumed me. I was his, and he was mine. Always and forever.
My beards brushed against his impeccably shaped ass, and I pressed them together as I savored every part of him. I pulled away, nudged his legs open and leveled up to him, hovering over him with a smirk. “Are you ready to take my cock inside you?” I rubbed my fingers over his lips, and he took them into his mouth.
“Yes.”
“Damn it. I forgot, condoms.” I cussed, and he chuckled.
“Oh, don't worry. I'm negative, and I know you are since werewolves aren't vulnerable to diseases. Anyway, it's our first time, and I want you to feel every part of me.” He said with a shy beam. I gave him a pleased smile and caressed his cheek; he leaned into my touch as a feeling of pleasure settled in my chest.
“Brace yourself, my little darkness.”
“Take it easy, though.”
“Of course, I will. I won't hurt you.” I reassured and kissed him.
I knelt in front of him and lubricated my length with my saliva, then I raised his legs, exposing his throbbing hole. I leaned closer, swiping my cock over his hole before I slowly pushed in. A raspy gasp escaped my throat as the rings of muscles around his ass clutched around my cock. I pumped into him slowly, the feeling from the affectionate knot leaving me breathless.
This felt… ethereal. One of the best sensations I'd felt in a long time.
He wrapped his legs around my lower back and held me, bobbing his head in affirmation to pump into him.
I did. Slow and steady, but from the look in his eyes, he wanted more. I quickened my pace and with each thrust, a gasping moan spurted from his throat. I wrapped my arms around his throat as I thrusted into him. My cock passed through the rings of muscles, sliding in and out of him, letting me feel every part of him. He let out a wild scream and a little chuckle when I put everything into him, hitting his prostate.
“Yes, right there.”
“Shut the fuck up and take my cock into you like the little darkness you are.” I leaned into his ear and released a rasp that sent him into a frenzy. His grasp around me tightened, and I pumped harder into him. I was so close. He trapped my lips in a kiss, and I deepened the affectionate knot, opening my mouth and letting myself feel the sweetness of his tongue.
“Will you carry my seeds inside you, my little darkness?” Our lips parted in an exhale as those words left my lips.
“Yes.” He breathed as he stroked his length.
“Mm,” I growled. My wolf came into my eyes, leaving my irises in their ambient golden color. “Ours, ours, ours.” Silver purred.
“Ours.” My canines lengthened into fangs. Seeing this, Marion tilted his head, and I buried my fangs into him, marking him as my mate. With this, he was mine, no one else’s but mine. No one was allowed to touch, hold, kiss or fuck him except me. The only cock he would be crying out of pleasure to was mine and mine alone. The hardcore pleasure I felt was enough to spark my orgasm. I was almost there. And goddess, the irresistible waves of raw sexual delectation we both felt, crossing through every fiber of our beings. The mating bond working its magic. I pulled away and wiped off the blood from his neck just when I heard him scream as his orgasm exploded through him. I groaned, quickening my pace and slamming into him until my orgasm came bursting through me. He held me in place as I vibrated in his arms, spilling my release inside him. I lay on him, spent, and when I finally regained my breath, I pulled out and lay next to him. He nudged closer to me and I wrapped my hands around his body.
“You were so good.” He placed his hands on my chest and whispered.
“I went to Tyler to get valuable information about the sex part of our relationship.”
“How do you feel?”
“I feel great.” I said.
This was my first time attempting this and acknowledging the need for him. And yes, I was excited to explore these parts of myself.
But I couldn't stop thinking about how overwhelming this was. Yes, I was having a deeper understanding of myself and accepting this new part of me. But it still was overwroughting.
Speaking of, I marked him. Maybe that's the reason for the anxiousness.
We didn't talk about establishing a part of the mate bond, and I just lost control and marked him. What if I scare him away?
Why couldn't I just control myself and hold back long enough for us to discuss if he wanted the mating bond?