Full Moon Mating [Wolf Creek Pack 1] (22 page)

He quickly reached for the bottle of lube that was sitting on the blanket next to Nate’s head and flipped the lid open with his thumb.

Sitting back on his knees, he squirted some between Nate’s cheeks and used the plug to lube Nate up.

Squeezing some more into his hand, he went to lube up his cock, stopping suddenly as he stared down at himself in surprise. “Uh, Nate, baby, we might have a problem.”

“What?” Nate asked, still dazed from his climax.

“Apparently my tongue wasn’t the only thing that grew, baby, and I’m just not sure you can take me.”

He watched Nate drop his legs and lean up on his elbows, his eyes widening at the sight of Joe’s massive cock. He was huge. He had been pretty well endowed before, but this…

Nate grinned up at Joe. “I can take you.”

Joe wasn’t so sure. But he trusted Nate to know what he could handle. As he began to rub the lube over his cock, he also realized something else. He was more sensitive. Every stroke of his hand sent shivers down his body.

“Want me to do that?” Nate asked as he reached his hands towards Joe’s cock. Joe lifted his hands out of the way, his head falling back onto his shoulders as Nate wrapped his hands around him and began the same stroking motion.

“Fuck, baby,” Joe moaned as he began to hump his hips towards Nate. He was big enough now that Nate needed both hands to cover
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all of him. He seemed to be just holding his hands still as Joe thrust into his tight grasp. It was unbelievable.

Joe just knew he was going to blow any second, but it just went on and on. The pleasure was so intense, so wild that Joe couldn’t keep himself quiet any longer. As he started thrusting against Nate faster and faster, he started groaning.

Just when he thought he was peaking, his climax continued to build. Joe couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed Nate and rolled him over onto his stomach. Grabbing his hips, he pulled him back until his ass was in the air right in front of him.

Grabbing the plug, he swiftly pulled it out, replacing it with his cock just as quickly. As he began to slowly sink into Nate, he could feel every muscle tighten around him, every twinge of Nate’s body. It felt like his cock had been exposed and was nothing but raw nerves.

Joe had never felt anything like it in his life.

Before he was even seated all of the way, he began to pull out, then push back in, slowly rocking himself in and out until he felt his balls brush up against Nate’s ass. Grabbing Nate’s hips, he began a quick jabbing motion, just barely pulling out before pushing back in.

He could hear Nate groaning beneath him, his hips pushing back against him. He knew Nate wasn’t far away from his climax either.

He wanted him to release again. He needed it. He needed to hear him, to feel him tighten down around him.

Reaching beneath Nate, Joe grabbed his cock and began stroking him as quickly as he was thrusting into him. He was rewarded by the tightening of Nate’s body as he erupted in his hand, his voice crying out into the night air.

As soon as Nate was done, Joe let go of his cock and grabbed his hips. He began a wild and rapid pace, thrusting into him hard and fast.

Again, he could feel himself building towards his own release. But no matter what he did, he couldn’t seem to get over the top.

Maybe being in this form made it harder for him to reach his orgasm. Joe wasn’t sure, but he was suddenly very understanding
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about why his father seemed to sleep all through the next day after the full moon, and why his mother always had a grin on her face.

“Nate, baby, I need you to roll over,” Joe groaned.

“Okay,” Nate replied, his voice sounding like it was coming from far away.

Joe pulled out of him and helped him roll over onto his back. He pushed Nate’s legs up to his chest then guided his engorged cock back into him, sighing deeply as he sank back into Nate’s warm depths.

As he looked down at Nate, he was surprised to see him hard again. He thought two orgasms would have been it for him, but maybe not. Maybe he could get one more out of his little mate.

“I want you to come for me again, baby,” Joe said as he wrapped his hand around Nate’s cock again.

“I can’t,” Nate groaned, his head going from side to side.

“Yes, you can, just one more time, baby.”

“Joe…” Nate moaned as Joe slid his thumb along the small slit in the top of the head, his fingers tightening around him. “Joe…” he cried out again.

Joe’s eyes lifted from where his hand was quickly stroking Nate’s cock to his face. He felt a fierce possessiveness fill him as Nate looked up at him for just a moment, his eyes clear and focused. Then he tilted his head back, baring his neck submissively to him.

Joe growled deeply as he bent over Nate. He released his cock so that he could rest his body on his arms, placed on either side of Nate’s head. He grazed his tongue over the mating mark he had bitten into Nate’s neck, savoring the heady taste of Nate’s skin.

“Joe,” Nate begged again.

Growling loudly, Joe sank his canines deep into Nate’s flesh, the taste of his sweet blood filling his mouth, the scent of Nate’s seed as he released again filling the space between them, overwhelming his senses.

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Pulling his teeth from Nate’s neck, Joe threw back his head, letting out a loud howl as he finally exploded. He continued to pump his hips deep within his mate as he filled him with his essence.

His head dropped down to rest on Nate’s chest as he felt the knot in the head of his cock extend, locking him in place inside of his mate, his precious mate. Lifting his head, he looked down at Nate in concern.

“You okay, baby?”

“Yeah, but you get to carry me home. I’m too tired to walk.” He chuckled.

“I think I can manage that.”

“So, when do you change back?” Nate asked as he reached up to run his hands through Joe’s black fur.

“Hopefully, not until after I carry your ass home.”

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Joe reached across the bed for his baby, opening his eyes when his hand came up empty. Pushing himself up onto his elbows, he looked around the room. Except for him, it was empty. Since there was no light or noise coming from the bathroom, he assumed it was empty too. So, where was his mate?

He quickly rolled to the side of the bed and sat up, reaching for his pajama bottoms and pulling them on. Just to make sure, he checked the bathroom, but it was empty like he assumed. As quickly and as quietly as he could, Joe started down the stairs.

As he went, Joe thought about the night before. It had been extraordinary. For one, Nate hadn’t been the least bit afraid of him, even in his wolf-man form. Two, the sex had been phenomenal. Sex with Nate was always good, but this had been extra special.

After thinking about it, Joe had figured out that the full-moon mating was a time for him to claim Nate again, as he had when he had first mated him. It was like a renewal. He figured that it was something built into the werewolf nature that compelled him to claim his mate every full moon, and he couldn’t ejaculate until he did.

It also gave them a special time together where they could connect with each other in a way that they didn’t with any other living being.

It was special between them and meant for only them. And Joe looked forward to many more full moons.

As soon as he reached the downstairs, he could smell Nate’s scent coming from the kitchen. As he walked towards the kitchen, he
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wondered what his little mate could be up to so late at night. He should be exhausted. Joe certainly was.

He had been lucky, though. He hadn’t changed back until right before they got home. Nate didn’t have to walk more than a few feet to the kitchen door. Joe had barely made it up the stairs and gotten undressed before he had collapsed on the bed, out like a light.

He had felt Nate crawl into bed beside him and snuggle up to his back. He had thought that he would still be there when he woke up, which was why he was so surprised to find Nate sitting at the kitchen table, a large pad of paper in front of him and a red marker in his hands.

He looked so adorable. He had the tip of the marker in his mouth as he read over something on the table before him. Joe was sure that he was going to have red marker on his tongue. Maybe he would have to do a little exploring later and find out. In the meantime…

“Baby, what are you doing?” Joe asked as he leaned against the kitchen doorframe, his arms crossed over his chest.

Nate grinned as he looked up at him, the love he had for Joe shining brightly in his eyes. “Duh! I’m marking the calendar.”

“For what?”

“The full-moon matings.”

THE END

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Stormy Glenn believes the only thing sexier than a man in cowboy boots is two, or three,
men in cowboy boots. She also believes in love at first sight, soul mates, true love, and happy endings.

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