Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf [Wolf Creek Pack 6] (4 page)

“I know exactly what I’m doing. I’m asking—no, I’m demanding

that my mate claim me.”

* * * *

Ben’s eyebrows shot up in surprise at Stefan’s words. “Stefan—”

Ben began, only to be stopped by Stefan placing his finger against his

lips.

He watched with astonishment as Stefan grabbed the edge of his

shirt and pulled it up over his head, tossing it to the floor, baring his

entire body to Ben’s hungry gaze. “Fuck, Stefan!” he whispered in

awe as his eyes traveled over him.

Stefan was beautiful. Compared to Ben, he was almost delicate.

His neck was long and swan like. His hairless chest, as small as it

was, was nicely contoured with rippling muscles. Even his gorgeous

light-brown nipples looked dainty.

As Ben’s eyes moved farther down Stefan’s body, he realized that

there was one thing on Stefan’s body that was not delicate. His cock

was perfect, a nicely-rounded head leading down to a thick-veined

shaft. And it was right there, pointing up at him from Stefan’s hairless

groin.

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“Oh, sweet hell,” he whispered as Stefan leaned back against the

table, giving him much more of a view of that beautiful cock. Ben’s

hand trembled as he brought it around Stefan’s body and brushed his

fingers gently against the drops of liquid pooling from the small slit

on top.

His eyes flew up to Stefan’s when the man groaned, only to find

them closed, his head dropped back on his shoulders. Oh God, he

looked breathtaking. Ben tried to stay away from Stefan—really he

did—but Stefan made it impossible.

Wrapping his hands around Stefan’s small waist, he lifted him up

on the table. Before Stefan could even voice the protest forming on

his lips, Ben leaned down and wrapped his lips around Stefan’s hard

cock, running his tongue across the top and licking up the droplets

there.

He growled deeply as the taste of Stefan exploded on his tongue.

He was sweet and tangy and just about perfect. He couldn’t believe

that not only did this little man belong to him, he was demanding to

be claimed. And Ben was helpless to deny Stefan a moment longer.

Pressing his tongue along the small slit, Ben pressed his lips

closer together and moved them up and down Stefan’s length. He

smiled around Stefan’s cock as he felt his hands clench in his long

hair, pulling him closer.

Ben wasn’t sure that Stefan had any clue about the monster that he

had unleashed with his demand. He wanted Stefan more than he could

ever remember wanting anyone. He hungered for Stefan so much he

could feel his cock throbbing in his jeans, begging for freedom.

Knowing he didn’t have much longer, Ben lifted his head. A small

smile crossed his lips at Stefan’s groan of protest.
Just wait, baby
, he

thought as he grabbed Stefan’s ankles and placed them on the table

next to his hips before pushing his knees apart.

When Stefan turned bright red, a small squeak escaping his mouth

as he tried to close his legs, Ben raised his eyes to meet his. “You

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started this, baby. If you want it to stop, now is the time to say

something.”

Ben held his breath as Stefan gazed up at him for several moments

before slowly letting his legs fall apart again. As he turned his eyes

down to the bounty before him, Ben wasn’t sure he would ever

breathe again.

Placing his hands on Stefan’s inner thighs, he slowly ran his

thumbs down around the edge of his cock, then slowly over Stefan’s

silky sac. He watched with fascination as the small sac tightened,

drawing up close to Stefan’s body.

Rubbing one thumb gently over Stefan’s balls, the other thumb

moved down to lightly caress the small puckered hole below. As he

watched Stefan quiver in response, he quickly brought his finger to

his mouth, getting it wet before pressing it against him.

As he pushed his finger in, he realized that Stefan was so tight that

it would take a lot to loosen him up enough to accommodate Ben’s

large size. He would have to be very careful not to hurt his little mate.

On the other hand, he also realized that Stefan’s tightness meant

he had never been breached before. Knowing that he would be the

first to claim Stefan almost made Ben come in his jeans. He had to dig

his fingernails into the palm of his hand just to distract himself.

He looked up quickly when Stefan began pushing back with his

hips, pressing more of Ben’s finger in as he cried out. He was

mesmerized as he watched creamy-white liquid shoot out of the top of

Stefan’s cock, spraying his stomach.

Damn, that was hot!

Ben quickly scooped up some of the liquid, coating his fingers

with it before pressing two fingers in, moving them around to stretch

Stefan out. It just made Stefan cry out more, his head thrashing back

and forth on the table.

“More,” Stefan begged.

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Ben was happy to oblige, pressing in a third finger. As he moved

his fingers around, he knew he had brushed against the man’s prostate

when Stefan’s cries started to rise, nearing shouting level.

Abruptly standing to his feet, he continued to push his fingers in

and out of Stefan as his other hand reached to pull at the buttons of his

jeans, pushing his pants down his legs. Pulling his fingers free, he

grabbed his hard cock and pushed it against Stefan’s quivering flesh.

As he slowly began to push into Stefan, he bent over his body,

grabbing his face in his hands to hold his head still. As Stefan raised

his eyes to his, he lowered his head and claimed his lips even as his

body claimed him.

Ben could hear Stefan’s quick inhale as he pushed in to the hilt.

He held himself still, waiting for Stefan to become accustomed to his

size. But his lips continued to plunder Stefan’s, nipping and licking

with his tongue.

When he felt Stefan begin to respond to him again, he reached

down and grabbed Stefan’s hips, slowly thrusting into him. The tight

grip of Stefan’s body around his aching cock took his breath away. It

was exquisite. He never wanted it to stop.

Sadly, he knew it was about to. He could feel his balls drawing up

close to his body. He knew he was just a few thrusts away from

release, and he wanted Stefan to join him. He wanted Stefan to

experience the same joyous pleasure he did.

With one hand, he grabbed Stefan’s long strawberry-blond hair

and tilted his head to one side. With the other, he reached down

between them and grabbed Stefan’s cock, quickly stroking him even

as his thrusts became more ferocious.

Ben looked down into Stefan’s unfocused sky-blue eyes for a

moment, amazed at the desire shining in them. Stefan actually looked

like he wanted this—wanted Ben—and not just because of their

mating. It filled Ben with more joy than even the feeling of Stefan’s

body did.

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“Stefan,” he growled in desperation as he felt his orgasm explode

over him. As he erupted inside of Stefan, filling him with his release,

he sank his canines into the soft flesh of Stefan’s neck, drinking in his

life essence.

As the knot inside of his cock extended to take hold inside of

Stefan, Ben heard the man cry out, filling the space between them and

covering Ben’s hand with his seed. He moved his hips a few more

times, satisfaction filling him when Stefan cried out more.

He had never knotted anyone before. That was reserved for mates

only. But he had heard about the effects from his friend, Joe. If he

continued to move his hips while knotted inside of Stefan, it would

only increase the man’s pleasure. He knew Joe was correct when

Stefan cried again.

Ben finally collapsed down on Stefan, holding the mass of his

weight off of him by his arms as he lifted his head to look down at

him. He chuckled at the dazed look in Stefan’s eyes as he looked

back.

“Wow!” Stefan whispered, his voice sounding raspy and uneven.

“Yeah, wow.” Ben chuckled.

“Is it always like that?”

“I don’t know. This is the first time someone ever demanded that I

claim them.”

Ben watched with a great deal of amusement as Stefan’s face

turned red, his eyes suddenly dropping away. He seemed to take

several deep breaths before looking back up at him. The grin that

started to cross Stefan’s face made Ben very nervous.

“If being demanding means that I get more of you, then consider

me bossy.” Stefan giggled.

Stefan’s joy was infectious. Ben couldn’t help laughing right

along with him. He stopped suddenly, the sound of his own laughter

sounding foreign to him. He couldn’t actually remember the last time

he had been amused by anything.

“Ben?”

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Ben wrapped his arms around Stefan and sat back in his chair. He

couldn’t contain his small moan as Stefan’s body settled down on his.

He could really get used to being inside of his little mate.

“Ben? Are you okay?” Stefan asked again.

“Yeah, baby. I’m just fine,” Ben said as he brushed the long hair

back from Stefan’s face. His eyes gazed over Stefan’s face to his

long, strawberry-blond hair. “I’d really like to brush this out

sometime, Stefan. Would you let me do that?”

Stefan giggled. “You can do anything to me that you want. I’m all

yours.”

Ben gave a little smile as he looked back at his face. “Anything?

That opens up a whole lot of possibilities, Stefan.”

“And I hope to try out every single one of them.”

Ben raised a dark eyebrow at his statement. Stefan seemed to have

no problem with the physical side of their relationship. While it made

Ben feel like he could fly, he wondered if it would last when the

reality of being mated to him really hit Stefan.

He was honest enough with himself to know that he didn’t have

much to offer Stefan. He spent the majority of his adult life fighting

and protecting the Wolf Creek Pack. He knew how to be strong and

powerful, to uphold the laws decreed by his alpha. He did not know

how to be gentle and caring, things Stefan deserved.

“Stefan, why are you here?” Ben asked quietly as he looked down

at him.

Stefan cocked his head to one side, confusion drawing a frown on

his face. “I don’t understand. You claimed me, Ben. I’m your mate.

Where else would I be?”

Ben shook his head. “No, I mean, why are you here? You could

have denied my claim. Why did you accept me?” he asked hesitantly,

almost afraid of the answer. He watched with fascination as Stefan’s

face turned red again and he bowed his head. “Stefan?”

Stefan mumbled something as he buried his face in Ben’s neck

and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. Ben was suddenly

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worried when Stefan refused to lift his face out of his neck. What

could Stefan have to say that would have him so embarrassed?

“Stefan? Tell me,” he demanded softly as he rubbed his hands up

and down Stefan’s back, trying to reassure him.

“I like the way you smell,” Stefan whispered into his ear after a

moment.

Ben heard his words, but it took several moments for their

meaning to filter through his foggy brain and make sense to him.

When they finally did, he could feel his heart start beating faster. Of

all of the things Stefan could have told him, he never expected that.

Stefan had allowed himself to be claimed because he liked the

way that Ben smelled? Was it possible that his little mate might

actually be attracted to him? Just the thought brought his cock back to

life deep inside of Stefan.

He could hear Stefan’s soft moan as he hardened inside of him,

filling him to capacity. Ben’s own moan soon followed when Stefan’s

inner muscles tightened around him. “Stefan,” he whispered

desperately as his hands moved down to grasp his hips. Stefan began

moving his hips up and down, his arms still wrapped around Ben’s

wide shoulders.

* * * *

“Ben,” Stefan moaned as he licked the side of Ben’s neck,

nibbling at the hard chords of muscles with his teeth. He could feel

Ben’s response in the tightening of his hands on his hips, the

throbbing of Ben’s cock inside of him. He wanted him so bad he

could taste it.

When Ben suddenly stopped moving and pulled out of him, Stefan

cried out his protest, only to yelp when Ben picked him up and turned

him over, settling his body down over the table. Before he knew it,

Ben was standing behind him, pushing back into him with one huge

lunge.

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Stefan cried out his delight as his hands grabbed at the edge of the

table to hold himself in place as Ben pounded into him hard and fast.

He wanted to pull his legs up, but he couldn’t seem to gain any

leverage. Ben thrust into him too furiously.

Even with Stefan holding on to the edge of the table, Ben was