Reluctant Mates - 21 Paranormal Romance Stories (Werewolf, Vampire, Minotaur and Monster collection) (70 page)

“Oh Jack,” I said, pulling back for a second, “I don’t know what is going on at all, but I don’t care. This is magical.”

Smiling, he pulled me to him again, this time parting my lips with the tip of his tongue, testing me. I opened my teeth to let him in. As our tongues tangled around each other, my breath was taken away. I was transported somewhere warm and safe and incredible while I was there, in his arms. I was amazed that someone so big and so powerful was also so gentle. He was just like I imagined him to be.

“Take off your shirt,” he whispered, “I want to see you.”

For some reason, I didn’t feel cold at all when I was with him, despite the chill in the air. Regardless, my nipples pebbled up just the same. He smiled as he watched me slip my sweater off over my head.

“Well, why not the rest? I mean, I already took mine off, so it’s just fair, right?” he said, looking me up and down.

I’ve always been in good shape, but nothing like him. Even still, he licked his lips with the point of his tongue as I stripped off my jeans. My cock had swollen up inside my pants when he kissed me the second time and it sprang out, standing straight in front of me. He smiled again and told me to come back.

“Have you ever done this before, Jack?” I asked.

“Only once,” he replied, “and it wasn’t this special. I’ve wanted this for a long, long time, Brian. Come over here closer.”

As I slid down beside him, he kissed me again, deeply. He ran a hand down my cheek, tickling my skin with his fingertips, and kept it going all the way down my chest, stopping to tease my nipples on the way to my crotch. I moaned at his touch, so light and delicate, it sent tingles up and down my spine. I tangled my fingers up in his hair and buried my face in his neck, nuzzling and kissing him behind the ear.

“Oh my God, Brian,” he groaned, “that feels amazing. I don’t ever want to stop.”

When his hand found my stiff prick, I melted all over again. The warmth of his palm lightly brushed over my head and he took the shaft in his hand and stroked up and down my length. His soft touch became stronger as he clearly got worked up. I looked down his body and saw his member, hard, almost touching my leg as I sat, our faces close. Sucking and nibbling gently on his earlobe made him pull on me just a little bit harder. I knew it was working on him just like it was on me. I moved my mouth down his strong, stubbly jawline and down the front of his neck. He groaned again, low in his chest, when I traced circles around his small pink buds with my tongue, flicking the tip back and forth over the left, then the right.

“Oh, Brian...” he said, rolling his head around on his muscular neck, “don’t ever stop, I’ve never felt like this before.”

Inspired by how much he was obviously enjoying this, I got very ambitious. Never taking my tongue off his smooth skin, I ran it down over his rippled abs and found the base of his erect member.

“Mmmm...” he moaned out into the night air as I caressed the underside of his cock with the flat of my tongue. The air escaping his lungs was hot on the back of my neck, and the feeling of it made me ache for him.

He melted into me as I had earlier, except with him, I could taste it. When I sucked his round head into my mouth, I licked away a drop of pre-cum. The salty flavor of it trickling down my throat drove me to lash the sensitive underside of his head with my tongue, and that sent him into a pleasured frenzy.

“Oh God, keep going, keep going, Brian. That feels incredible.” Jack said, gently urging me down farther onto him. “Your mouth feels so, so good.”

I took his smooth sack into my free hand and squeezed gently as I stroked and sucked on his steel rod. All the while, he groaned louder and louder. It seemed, at times, that he was starting to howl as I sucked him off. I felt the tip of him spasm in my mouth and I tugged down gently on his balls and base to calm him down. When he stopped twitching, I flicked my tongue around the ridge of his dickhead one last time and sat up to face him again. His dark, mysterious eyes were kind as he looked into mine. He kissed me again and sent me swooning before he eased me to the grass-covered ground and took my prick into his mouth.

The moonlight glinted off the muscles of his bent back. He positioned himself so that he was straddling my chest and going down on me, so I could run my hands up and down him as he played. His soft skin under my fingers made the whole thing even more amazing. The look of him, the smell of his sweat and the way his mouth felt on me. He almost drove me over the edge after just a moment.

“Oh I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come if you keep that up.” I said to his back.

Without speaking, Jack looked back at me for a half a second and smiled as he shifted his weight. Picking his haunches up on his strong legs, he hovered his manhood inches above my mouth.

“Try and distract yourself.” He said as he took me back in and lowered himself over me.

Sucking him back in, I lapped up another drop of pre-cum and took the base of his thick, meaty cock in my hand to jerk him. The heat and feeling of his big, heavy balls on my face drove me crazy and I sucked harder and harder while I tugged on him. I moved my other hand up and ran a finger around the rim of his hole before I pressed in the tip. His distraction worked, I realized, as I felt warm waves spread from my base to my neck. He pushed backward with his arms, trying to get my finger deeper inside him.

“Unnnnnn...” he called out as I sunk my finger in to the knuckle. “Fuck that feels so good. Put another one in. I want you so bad. Do it!”

When I slid the second finger in, swirling them slowly in a circle, he raised his head off my cock and roared out into the woods. This was a new Jack. His hips bucked backwards and he growled louder when I tugged on him with my other hand, sucking harder and harder as I did. The sound coming from his mouth was not human, but it was as sexy as anything I’d ever heard. The sex-lust he had held in so long was coming out, and he couldn’t contain himself much longer.

“Get in me, now, I can’t take it anymore, get inside.” Jack urged, lifting off me and turning onto his back.

I maneuvered between his legs and directed my prick toward his open ass as he tilted his hips back to let me in. The tightness of him stretching around me, and the incredible heat inside him was mind-boggling. I worked into him slowly, taking cues from his pressing on my pelvis. When I was all the way in, he reached underneath himself and began to massage my balls.

“Oh my Christ, fuck me, Brian. Fuck me...” Jack said, closing his eyes and rolling his head back again.

His breath escaped in groans as I pushed in deep and pulled back. At first I was careful to make smooth motions, but he just started breathing harder the faster I fucked him. Looking down and watching myself disappear under his big, stiff manhood lured me in. I grabbed it in my hand and pumped up and down with each thrust. I felt him clench around my cock, but he stopped me before his orgasm took him.

“Finish it off like this.” he said, getting on his hands and knees.

He was so big that I had to stand and bend my knees in a sort of crouch to enter him in this position.

“Aah!” he reported as I pressed in, “So good, so good, do it hard, come on.”

He put his hand between his legs and massaged me again as I pounded into him. His musk and his tight grip sent familiar waves of pleasure up and down my body. I felt my sack shrink up in his hand as I started to erupt.

“Oh my God Jack,” I said in gasps, “I can’t hold it anymore, I’m gonna cum!”

Jack pressed his hips back into me with considerable force, ramming me all the way home. That sent me so far over the edge there was no turning back. My head rolled around my shoulders and my loins shook with my climax. I spurted inside him six, seven times, filling him so that a trickle of my juice ran down the inside of his leg. My breaths came as hard as I did, getting ragged as the air in my lungs became thick with erotic heat. Feeling me explode deep inside him sent surges through Jack.

“Oh Jesus can I cum in your mouth?” he asked in a whisper, but he already knew the answer.

As I pulled out of him, he spun around and I took him back into my mouth, cranking on his shaft with both hands as I sucked on the head of his cock and swirled my tongue around him. His familiar, salty taste shot into my mouth in jets. I slurped hungrily, trying to savor his whole load, but a few drops escaped past my lips and dripped to the grass.

When his body stopped shaking, he slumped down onto the grass in a heap next to me, his strong muscles relaxing all at once. A huge sigh escaped his lips and he turned to face me. He ran the back of a finger across my cheek again, took my head in his hand and kissed me before falling over on his side.

“Come down here, aren’t you cold?” He asked with a grin.

I huddled down next to him and nestled into the grass with his huge arms wrapped around my smaller frame. He kissed the back of my neck twice, and nuzzled me with his nose.

“That was incredible, Jack,” I said, “I’ve never ever felt anything like I just did. You’re really something special, you know that?”

“You are too,” he said, kissing me again. “How long are you in town?”

“Oh, about another month, I guess,” I answered. “The whole Christmas break. Say, you don’t think there’s anything else you need to do with my truck, is there? You know, just to make sure it’s safe after that huge wreck I had?”

“Huh.” he grunted. “I bet I could figure something out that needed to be done. I guess you’re just going to have to come back in a couple of days and see if I’ve gotten it fixed!”

We laughed together as he kissed me again and then closed his eyes and fell asleep out under the stars. I didn’t last much longer than he did. Warm and safe in his beautiful arms, I knew this was far from the last time that I would see Jack, my werewolf lover.

Two – Becoming the Wolf

My truck was an old boat of a vehicle, and loud besides. Jack must’ve heard me rounding the turn up the hill that led to his shop as the sun went down. We agreed to meet again when he closed today, but I was too excited to be reasonable and wait. I just had to see him as soon as I possibly could. I’d never felt like this about anyone before, and we’d only just really met as more than a mechanic and customer. The whole thing was nuts, but I didn’t really care. He was great and I wanted to be with him. That’s all there was to it. He must have thought the same thing. Jack was locking the front door of his garage when I pulled up.

“Oh, you closing already?” I called over the din of my idling engine, “I thought you had a little while still.”

“Yeah, I’m supposed to be open another half hour, but I’ve only had two people come in today and they both already picked their cars up.” He said, looking at me with those big, brown eyes, “anyway, I left my number on the sign in case someone shows up. Probably won’t happen though.”

“Hey Jack, there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you,” I began, feeling a little timid, “I’ve been thinking... er... could you make me... you know, like you?”

“You mean a Were?” he replied, “Nah, I can’t do it. I’m too young. Takes an older one the way I understand it. If you really want to do this I can take you to my pack leader, though, he’s usually a little picky about new initiate Weres.”

I thought it would be harder than that to convince him. “Yeah, I mean, sure – that would be great. Really, I just want to be able to urn though the forests with you and do... other... things.” I said with a grin.

“Tell you what,” he said, “let’s do it right now. He’s usually home until dark. We can’t get there by car though. We’ll either have to hike, or you could hitch a ride.”

“What?” I laughed, “You mean, ride you? Like, you’re a horse or something?”

He laughed back, “no, not like a horse. Werewolves are pretty big – it wouldn’t be a problem for me to carry you the short way up the mountain to the pack leader’s cabin.”

Without a word, Jack peeled off his shirt, crouched down and transformed. His shift of form took only a couple of seconds. He hunched and twisted, groaning with a kind of sexual pleasure the whole time. When he was fully wolfen, he kicked his jeans backwards and motioned to me with his head. I climbed onto his back, lying down across his huge, broad body. Jack looked up to the dawning moon and howled a long, baleful howl before he took off.

***

N
ot five minutes later, we ascended a low cliff and found the cabin. Jack shifted back to human form and knocked on the door, shamelessly naked.

“Yeah, what is it?” said a gruff voice from behind the door.

“It’s Jack – I’ve got someone who wants to meet you.” Jack replied.

The leader opened the door. He was just as shamelessly naked as Jack, and was quite a sight. I thought Jack was a big guy, but this man was a giant. Tree trunk legs tapered to a trim waist, on top of which was a hard, stout chest and sloped shoulders. His hair was longer than Jack’s, and blond. I thought he was some kind of a Viking god.

“So you want to be a wolf, huh?” he said, curtly.

“Uh... yes sir,” I stammered, “I’ve been hanging out with Jack and I’d really...”

“Right, yeah,” he cut me off, “Listen, this hurts. Not the transforming part, but what has to happen to get you there. The way this works is that you have to be initiated into the pack by your patron, that would be Jack, and the pack leader, me. You sure you’re ready?”

As soon as I began to nod, the werewolf Viking clapped his hand on my throat.

“C’mere, Jack. This is your first one, isn’t it?” he said to Jack, “this one will be fun; he’s a strong little guy.”

Jack came to my side and looked at me in an almost feral way. Without a word he ran and hand through my hair and down my back.

“Get rid of his clothes.” The leader said.

My patron held my head down with one hand and took the collar of my shirt in his other, wrenching it until it began to tear. “What next, Magnus?”

“Magnus,” I thought, “that is the leader’s name, I guess – maybe he is a Viking after all.” I had no idea how long a werewolf lived.

Magnus with his hand still around my throat made a couple of gestures, which Jack seemed to understand.