Chapter 29
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
It took everything in Jonah’s power not to speed to get back to Emmett’s place.
Excitement and nerves warred in his belly, and he wanted to get back as quickly as he could.
But, being in the middle of the city, he was pretty sure there were cops everywhere, and he didn't have the money for a speeding ticket.
Emmett was in no way making it easier on him.
He leaned across the seat, sniffing him and making Jonah shiver with his breath ghosting down his neck.
Goosebumps popped up on skin, and by the time he pulled up in front of the gate that separated the pack land from the general public, he thought his cock was going to burst out of his zipper like the kool aid man.
There was a keypad to open the gate instead of security, and instead of sharing the code so Jonah could plug it in, Emmett unbuckled and leaned across him to type it in himself.
Jonah didn't think it was because he didn’t trust him to know the code.
No, he was pretty certain it was because Emmett was a brat and wanted to drag his body against Jonah’s just to tease him.
Well, jokes on him, Jonah used the position to his advantage, reaching around his large frame to run his fingers along Emmett’s tail.
Emmett yelped, jumping, and nearly cracked his head on the window frame. Jonah’s mouth fell open in surprise, and when Emmett jerked back into his seat, Jonah rushed to apologize.
“I’m sorry. I was only teasing. I didn’t mean to–”
Huffing, Emmett shook his head. “You didn’t do anything bad. Our tails are just sensitive. Especially around the base.” He jerked his chin at the road in front of them, urging Jonah to pass through the gate before it shut again.
Jonah felt his cheeks burn, forcing his attention on the road and nothing else. He probably should have asked before getting all handsy. He kind of wanted to crawl into a hole and hide for a while from sheer embarrassment.
When they pulled up in front of Emmett’s home, Emmett waited just long enough for Jonah to put the truck into park before unbuckling Jonah’s seatbelt and dragging him into his lap.
“You’ve got no reason to be embarrassed. You just keep surprising me, that’s all.” His grin turned wicked as he added, “You can touch my tail whenever you want. Just make sure we’ve got privacy because the more you do that, the more I want to pounce on you.”
He didn’t sound or look upset and slowly, Jonah relaxed, tipping his head to the side to give him more room when Emmett started nuzzling him. He gasped when that long tongue licked up his neck, fingers tangling in the fur at the back of Emmett’s head.
“We should go inside,” he panted, groaning when Emmett cupped his ass and squeezed suggestively.
Emmett hummed agreeably, but didn’t immediately move to get out of the truck.
Instead, he gently ran his teeth along Jonah’s neck, making his breath stutter in his chest. Those wicked fangs gently caressing his skin was both terrifying and thrilling, and Jonah’s cock kicked in excitement at the touch.
He didn’t move, not wanting to risk injury, but he couldn’t help the tremble work its way down his spine.
Emmett groaned, pulling back with a pained expression. “You smell so good. You have no idea how hard it is not to strip you right here.”
“I’ve got something of an idea,” Jonah replied, tugging a little at his fur. “I feel the same way. Inside, now. Before we get caught.”
Thankfully, Emmett didn’t argue, popping open the door and sliding out with Jonah still in his arms. He wasn’t sure how Emmett could figure out where he was going, since Jonah was back to kissing him and couldn’t make himself stop, but they made it inside eventually and headed straight upstairs to the bedroom.
Jonah let out an embarrassing squeak when he was suddenly airborne, landing on the bed with a bounce. He gaped at the distance Emmett had thrown him, surprised that he hadn’t gotten hurt with that kind of distance.
“What was that for?”
Emmett grinned at him. “What? It was fun. And you made the best noise ever.”
Jonah felt his face flame and gave Emmett a scowl he couldn’t fully commit to, especially while the werewolf was slowly stalking closer, his eyes alight with hunger and his intention clear.
Jonah shivered, checking for drool when Emmett yanked his t-shirt off over his head.
The fur didn’t hide how jacked he was, and when he crawled on top of Jonah and helped him out of his shirt, the soft texture against his skin made him moan.
Emmett’s tongue tangled with his for only a second before he moved on to licking down Jonah’s neck and chest, teasing his nipples before trailing down his happy trail.
“You’ve got a little fur too,” Emmett teased, dipping his tongue into Jonah’s belly button.
Jonah huffed a laugh, digging his fingers into the bedding for something to hold onto. “Shut up.”
Emmett hummed, slowly unbuttoning Jonah’s jeans and dragging down the zipper. “But why? Can’t I admire the sexy man in my bed?”
He opened his mouth to say something snarky in response, but choked on the words when Emmett dragged his teeth along Jonah’s length through his boxers.
Just like the first time, having Emmett’s teeth near his sensitive parts didn’t turn Jonah off.
An embarrassing amount of precum leaked from his tip, and he had to force himself not to squirm at the contact.
Emmett went lower, pulling off Jonah’s shoes and socks, then dragged off his pants and boxers in one swift movement that made Jonah laugh. Emmett grinned at him, standing long enough to kick off his own shoes and strip the rest of the way.
Like every time he got the werewolf naked, Jonah’s gaze dropped to his cock.
He was fascinated by the difference, the pink color being the most obvious.
He reached automatically to touch the bulbous part at the base, but the first brush of his fingers made Emmett hiss and he grabbed Jonah’s wrists, pinning them above his head to stop him.
“What’s wrong?” Jonah asked, genuinely worried he’d hurt him. He hadn’t reacted like that before. He generally seemed to enjoy it when Jonah touched him there.
“You’re going to make me come, and I want to be inside you first,” Emmett explained before tangling their tongues together in a hot kiss. They made out for a little while, but Jonah got impatient pretty quickly and tugged at the hold, wanting to get his hands on the sexy werewolf above him.
When they broke the kiss, Emmett didn’t give him a chance to grab him before he tossed Jonah’s legs over his shoulders and lifted his hips up, that wicked tongue disappearing between his cheeks before Jonah could even figure out which way was up.
“Oh, gods, Emmett!” he cried out, squeezing his eyes shut against the onslaught of pleasure.
The position wasn’t entirely comfortable, but he truly didn’t care.
Not when Emmett’s tongue pushed inside him, opening him up in the sexiest way Jonah could think of.
He fucked him with it, the slick appendage long enough to tease his prostate and make Jonah writhe in ecstasy.
Days passed, okay maybe it was only minutes, as Emmett stretched him open with his tongue and Jonah’s body relaxed.
Every once in a while, he felt the graze of teeth on his ass, making more precum spill from his already overeager cock, and eventually he had to beg for mercy or risk coming on Emmett’s tongue.
“Emmett, Emmett, please! I need– Oh, gods I’m gonna come if you don’t stop!”
Emmett withdrew immediately, leaving Jonah clenching on air and desperate to be filled. He watched, panting, as Emmett stroked himself, cock glistening without him needing to reach for a bottle of lube.
“I know humans use condoms, but werewolves don’t need them. The slick naturally protects both parties from diseases. We can use one if you have one, but–”
Jonah shook his head, already reaching for the werewolf to drag his body on top of him. “I trust you. Besides, I used to sneak to the nearest supe town for potions after hookups to make sure I didn’t catch anything. I know I’m clean.”
Condoms weren’t one hundred percent effective. Potions were better. He’d always been terrified he’d be caught by his parents, but he wasn’t willing to risk an STI just because his parents were speciesist.
Their next kiss was softer, and when Emmett pulled back, he nuzzled Jonah affectionately. “I’m glad you trust me. I trust you, too.”
Jonah felt his breath stutter, it was almost like they were confessing feelings, but he didn’t have time to get in his head about it.
Pressure drew Jonah’s attention, and he gasped as the head of Emmett’s cock slid inside him.
His massive cock. Jonah’s body clamped down automatically on the intrusion, and Emmett let out a sharp groan in response.
“J-Just relax, Jonah,” he stammered. “Ungh, gods, you’re so perfect.”
Jonah drew in a breath, letting it out slowly, reminding his body that he knew how to do this and bearing down a little to help things along.
It’d been a while since he had penetrative sex, not since he was younger before the town outcasted him.
The few hookups he’d had since were all quick BJs or handjobs with humans who weren’t yet aware of his soft spot for supes.
He breathed through the stretch, groaning as Emmett sank in a few more inches and the burn shifted from pain to pleasure.
“Keep going,” he breathed, fingers digging into Emmett’s back to drag him closer.
Emmett rocked his hips slowly, panting in Jonah’s ear as he slid to the hilt.
He paused for a moment, letting Jonah’s body adjust, and Jonah rewarded him by running his hands up and down his back, basically petting him.
The happy sound Emmett made had Jonah thinking he enjoyed it, and he made a mental note to do it more often.
Then his thoughts scattered as Emmett drew his hips back and sank in again, picking up speed with each thrust like he couldn’t help himself.
Jonah wrapped his legs around Emmett’s hips, gasping as the thicker part at the base of Emmett’s dick kept slamming against his hole.
He wasn’t sure what it was, or what the purpose was, but his instincts told him he wanted it inside him, and he yanked Emmett closer, trying to get him deeper inside him.
“Jonah, you need to– You’re going to make me–” Emmett tried to speak, but couldn’t seem to finish a sentence, the pressure against Jonah’s hole getting more intense as the rest of Emmett’s cock prepared to force its way inside.
“Do it!” Jonah moaned. “Please, Emmett, I need– Ungh, fuuuuuck!”
The thick part popped into place, stretching Jonah to his limit and pressing hard against his prostate.
He came instantly, body clamping down on it, and his wail was drowned out by Emmett’s howl as he followed suit.
It dragged on and on until Jonah felt like he was going to black out.
He didn’t, thankfully, because that would be embarrassing, but it was a very near thing.
“What… was that?” Jonah asked breathlessly.
“My knot,” Emmett explained, burying his face into Jonah’s neck like he was trying to hide his embarrassment. “I hadn’t planned on having you take it. I should’ve explained it beforehand. I wanted to ask permission first.”
He sounded legitimately upset about it, so Jonah cupped his face, forcing him to stop hiding and look him in the eye.
“I’m not upset, Emmett. I was the one who was demanding about it, not you.”
A shiver ran through Emmett, and because that knot was still lodged inside him, Jonah shared the reaction, gasping as the movement tugged at where they were still locked together.
“Then… Can I say that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever done? I swear, I couldn’t see straight, and you begging for my knot was–” he shuddered again, then groaned as Jonah’s body tightened around him again. “I need to stop talking about it or it’s never going to go down.”
Jonah let out a startled laugh. “Wait. Is that possible?”
Emmett shrugged. “No idea. I’ve never heard of a couple being stuck together, but there’s a first time for everything, I guess.”
“Not that!” Jonah argued, suddenly a little worried about the whole knot thing. “I don’t want to be the first, Emmett!”
Laughing, Emmett hugged him tighter, soothing him with his claws running lightly through Jonah’s hair. “Relax. It’ll go down in a few minutes. Just stop clenching like that. It turns me on and that’ll make it take longer.”
Jonah screwed up his expression, concentrating on not moving and keeping his lower half relaxed. Sure enough, the knot began to soften after a minute and eventually Emmett slipped free. Jonah moaned when Emmett reached between them, gently massaging his hole to relax it.
“Emmett…”
Emmett chuckled. “I’m trying to be nice. If you keep making noises like that, I’m going to think you want to go again.”
Well… there were worse ways to spend a Friday evening.