Pack and Mate

by Sean Michael

  There were far too many clothes between them though, and he stood, tearing his own clothing off. “Naked. Now,” he ordered. He didn’t trust himself to take off Finn’s clothes without ripping the pretty silk.

  Once they were finally both naked he pounced onto the bed and lay back down on his pup. His fingers dragged down Finn’s sides, scoring the pup’s skin. He pinched one hip then leaned in to lick at the mark on Finn’s neck. His mark. Finn’s chin lifted and his pup keened softly.

  He tongued the mark, pressing against it, then breathed on it, heating it up. He felt Finn vibrate, heard more of the needy sounds. Letting his teeth scrape, he dragged them along Finn’s skin.

  “Need.” Finn twisted, groaning, the sound happy.

  “Me too. Need you.”

  Finn wriggled down his body, biting and licking and sucking. Groaning, he sucked in his stomach, showing Finn his pleasure. There was something playful about his pup today, charming.

  “Are you going to suck me?” He really wanted to feel Finn’s mouth around his cock.

  “I am. You like that.”

  “Uh-huh.” He did. And nothing compared to his pup’s mouth.

  Finn looked happy, face relaxed, lips moving. Cort loved the soft touches to his cock. He loved how Finn focused on him and his prick felt harder than it had ever been, as if it were showing off for his mate. The best part was that Finn appreciated it, humming and nuzzling, licking. He felt like the best treat ever.

  Finn’s ass was wiggling, wagging side to side. He could almost see his mate’s tail. Joy filled him as he pushed up with his hips, taking Finn’s mouth. Finn took every inch, swallowing convulsively. He growled out his pleasure, making sure Finn knew it was so very good.

  His balls were cupped, rolled, the ache deep in his belly. So good. He didn’t ever want it to end. Finn’s cheek slid along his thigh, a rough, stubbled caress.

  “Sweet pup.” He ground the words out past the need in his throat.

  Finn answered with a slow, long drag over his cock.

  “Gonna make me go,” he warned.

  He could hear Finn’s laughter echoing inside him as he was given another long lick.

  “Or come. Or whatever.” He stuck his tongue out at his pup.

  Finn surged up, deep throating him, the sudden hunger making his hips snap.

  “Mate!” Cort cried the word out mentally as well as physically and he humped up again and again.

  Heat and pressure surrounded him, moving around his cock. He moved faster, his hands wrapping around Finn’s head and holding him in place as he took Finn’s mouth. His pup opened, accepted, took him. Such a natural. Such a good boy.

  Holding Finn’s head tighter, he pushing in deeper, so close. Soon.

  Soon. Soon. Soon. The song filled him. His mate’s song inside his head as though it was a drug.

  Finn’s face looked blissful, no matter how deep he went and that and the song in his head pushed him over into his orgasm. His mate sucked and pulled, moaning around him as Finn drank him down.

  “Oh, pup. So good.”

  Finn licked and lapped, cleaning him. A low sound came from his throat, his purring approval. Then Finn settled beside him, heavy and close.

  “Thank you, mate. I want to give you pleasure in return.”

  Finn nuzzled, cock full and heated against his hip.

  “I want to spank you. I want to show you how good it can be,” he told Finn.

  “But I was good.”

  “I’m not spanking you because you were bad.” He didn’t know how to explain it so Finn would understand and he thought showing his pup would work best. There was always the possibility Finn would hate it and then it would be just a punishment in the future.

  Finn looked at him, eyebrows furrowed.

  “You won’t know if you like it if you don’t try it,” he pointed out.

  “But if I don’t, you’ll stop?”

  “I will. If you chose a safeword I would know right away when you really needed me to stop.”

  “Is this very important to you?” The question was serious, direct.

  “It is.” He’d never considered that his mate might not enjoy this. But of course there was more to being Master and sub than spankings. That was a small part of it. “It is,” he repeated. “But if you don’t like the spanking we won’t do it again. We can explore in different ways.”

  “I meant the word, mate. The safeword.”

  “Yes, mate. It is very important to me.” Because while he believed he would know, what if he didn’t? He needed to trust that Finn would and could safeword if he needed to.

  “What is yours?” Finn asked him.

  “What?”

  “Your word.”

  “You mean my safeword? I don’t have one.” He was a Master.

  “Well, you should have one. Or we could share.”

  He blinked at Finn. His mate has some very unusual ideas. He couldn’t say they were wrong, just not entirely what he was used to. “I guess we could.”

  “Is that bad? You are my mate. If it’s important, it’s important.”

  “It isn’t bad at all. It’s unusual but that’s okay.”

  Finn nodded and snuggled into him. “Then what is our word?”

  “You need to choose it.” His mate had to remember it best.

  “Something easy…” Finn’s lips twisted.

  “That you aren’t going to say by accident.”

  “S-soap? Shampoo?”

  He shook his head. “Those are too important to grooming.”

  “Oh. Uh, Window?”

  He thought about that then nodded. “Yes. That works.”

  “Then our word can be window.”

  “Okay. Our safeword is window.” He gave Finn a kiss, pleased his lover had agreed to have one, to try this his way. He was such a lucky wolf to find a mate who trusted so completely.

  Finn’s prick was nice and hard against his belly, so he thought it was a good time to try the spanking, while Finn was already eager. Moving them, he sat on the bed with his legs together. He would put Finn’s cock between his thighs while he spanked his pup, giving Finn extra stimulation. “Come here, mate.”

  Finn crawled up into his lap, right into his arms, cock firm. Laughing, he took a kiss before trying to get Finn to lie across his legs. Finn played with him, struggling and nibbling, wiggling again him. It had him laughing. It had him getting harder, his cock responding to their play.

  “My pup.” He nipped Finn’s shoulder, spun him facedown over his thighs. He caught Finn’s hot erection between his legs. Perfect.

  Rubbing Finn’s ass, he kept the touches light and easy, teasing for a moment or two. Then he began with swats that were more his hand landing on his pup’s ass, offering another caress, than hitting. It became a rhythm, a song that sang of both of them, together.

  Finn’s ass was warm but not even pink, so he strengthened the blows and Finn stiffened, chirruped curiously. He sent his love through the bond, still doing that by instinct, and kept landing his swats. He built the heat slowly, warming and sensitizing, not hurting. This was not in any way a punishment.

  He could feel Finn’s cock, still hard between his thighs, slowly leaking pre-come. Waves of pleasure poured from Finn, the sensation filling Cort’s mind. And his pup had worried that a spanking wouldn’t be good.

  He hit a little harder, eager to share this with his mate, to push Finn into coming from this.

  “Burns, Cort.”

  “Go with it. Let it push you into coming, mate.” He eased back though so that he could build the intensity back up.

  He sent all his love to his mate, his cock as hard as Finn’s. That made Finn shudder, drive down into his thighs. He encouraged the movements, enjoying the sensation of Finn’s hot cock sliding along the insides of his thighs.

  He let his hand fall again. Finn pushed back to meet it this time then surged forward between his thighs again.

  Oh, yes. “Good boy. Such a good pup.” He
was so pleased with how his pup was taking to the spanking.

  “Good.” Finn’s head rolled.

  “Yes. Yes, my pup. So good.”

  “I need, Cort.” Finn arched, hips wagging.

  “You’re allowed to come, pup. I want you to.”

  Finn groaned, hips moving faster. He kept spanking, letting Finn’s own motions dictate the swats. Finn’s hip ground into him, cock leaking.

  “So sexy, you make me need, pup.”

  “Need. It burns.” Finn arched, bucked.

  Cort brought his hand down hard, then rubbed Finn’s right ass cheek.

  “Cort!” That was a surprised yelp.

  “Right here, pup.”

  “Stings.”

  Yes, and that sweet cock was leaking from it, Finn so close.

  “Stings so good.” Cort swatted again, the other cheek this time, then rubbed it.

  His pup was on fire.

  “Do you need to come, mate?” He already knew the answer.

  “Mate. Mate, please.”

  “Then come.” He smacked Finn’s ass again, fingertips hitting the wrinkled little hole.

  Finn yelped, spunk wetting Cort’s thighs before Finn pulled away and wrapped around himself.

  “Where are you going?” He tugged Finn back into his arms, careful not to put any pressure on Finn’s hot ass. “One of the best parts is the sharing afterward.”

  “Sh-sharing?” Finn snuggled in, obviously searching out comfort.

  “Yes. Cuddling and kissing and holding and talking.” He tilted Finn’s head and took a soft kiss. “It was beautiful. You were beautiful.”

  “I was nervous.”

  “You enjoyed it though. You participated and you came. You were—you are—beautiful.”

  Oh, he loved the way his pup’s cheeks heated. He took another kiss, loving on his beautiful pup. Then he let his fingers trail southward, barely brushing the heated skin.

  “There’s ice in the freezer,” Cort noted softly.

  “Do you want a drink?”

  That had him chuckling. “No, I was thinking your ass might want some cooling.”

  Finn looked at him as though he had absolutely lost his mind.

  “Go on, pup, fetch me a few cubes of ice.”

  “Ice.” Finn slipped from the bed, obviously confused.

  By the moon, he was having a ball. He licked his lips, his prick throbbing for him as he watched that lovely red ass moving across the room.

  Finn got a cup, filled it with ice and brought it over to him.

  He patted his legs. “Come assume the position again.”

  “I don’t want more spanks.”

  “You aren’t going to get more spanks. Trust me.”

  “Okay.” Finn settled against him, cuddling in. Trusting boy. It was a grand thing.

  “This is going to be shocking but good.” He grabbed one of the pieces of ice and ran it across Finn’s right ass cheek.

  Finn’s legs drew up, feet almost hitting his ass.

  “Good?” He ran the ice cube across the other ass cheek.

  “Cold!” Finn’s ass humped up toward him.

  “It’s a neat contrast, isn’t it?” He took a new piece of ice and ran it all over Finn’s rosy ass.

  “Oh, you should stop.”

  No, he didn’t think so. In fact, if he wasn’t mistaken, Finn’s cock was making a comeback. Big-time.

  Grabbing yet another piece of ice, Cort slid it along Finn’s crack.

  “No! Cold!” Finn surged forward and he caught his pup, the melting ice making the way slick.

  He rubbed the rest of the cube against Finn’s hole. “I want you, pup.’”

  Finn jerked and moaned, feet kicking as he slipped the sliver of ice in.

  “I want to push deep inside you, feel the cold of the ice, the heat of your body beneath it.” Grabbing another piece of ice, he slid it along Finn’s crack then into Finn’s hole again.

  “Cort!” Finn pulled away and Cort pounced, covering Finn and pushing in deep.

  He howled as his prick sank in all the way, Finn’s body cool from the ice but heating quickly. Finn moved under him, wiggling and moaning, jerking about on his cock. He could feel the heat of Finn’s ass against his hips and he circled them, just moving inside Finn for a long moment.

  Slowly Finn relaxed, and about that time he grabbed another sliver of ice.

  He pulled out, slipped the ice into Finn’s ass, pushing it in deep with his cock.

  “Cort!”

  It was a damn good thing his hands were wrapped around Finn’s hips, because Finn leapt forward.

  “I’ve got you, pup. I’ve got you right here.”

  “I-I—” His lover was shorting out, moving furiously on his cock.

  Wrapping his fingers around Finn’s hips, he increased their speed, slamming into his pup.

  “More. More, Cort.”

  He wanted to howl.

  He grabbed another ice cube and then grabbed hold of Finn’s cock, rubbing his palm and the ice cube along the heated flesh. Finn howled, head back, spunk pouring in waves from his boy. It brought out his own orgasm and his own howl, their voices joining together.

  They slumped down together, breathing hard, panting. He bit at Finn’s throat, marking his mate. Finn was so worn out he barely yelped.

  Cort’s cock slipped out of Finn and he wrapped around his sweet pup. “Mate. Love.”

  “Mate.” Finn blinked at him. “Love.”

  He kissed Finn until his pup was asleep in his arms.

  Such a sweet pup. Cort was going to keep him forever.

  Chapter Ten

  “Brother, we have to get out of here. I’ve been talking to people. I can’t afford it and I need you.” Pat looked so serious, so sure.

  “Okay. I…” Oh, Finn didn’t want to leave, he didn’t, but he had pack, responsibilities.

  Cort had said something about working it out. Jobs maybe. “Did you talk to Mr. Kyle?”

  “No. What am I supposed to say? That I should just—hell, I don’t even have a ‘just’.”

  Almost as if he’d been called when Finn had said his name, Kyle came slinking around the corner. “Ah, there you are!”

  “Hi!” Please. Please help us.

  Pat nodded. “I wanted to say thank you for the use of the room.”

  “Oh, you’re welcome. That’s partly why I’ve come to find you. Would the two of you like to come to my office and have a cup of coffee?”

  Pat looked confused. “O-kay.”

  “Sure. We’d love to.” This was a good place, a truly safe spot, and Finn believed now that things would work out.

  “Excellent.” Kyle led the way and it wasn’t very far.

  There was a coffee machine in Kyle’s office and he and Pat were soon sitting in a pair of comfy chairs across the desk from Kyle. They each had a coffee and there was a plate with huge toffee crunch cookies on the desk in front of them.

  “How can we help you?” Finn went ahead and spoke up since it was obvious Pat was going to sit and glower.

  Giving him a warm smile, Kyle reached for the cookie plate and offered it to him. Once he’d taken one Kyle’s attention turned to Pat. “I have a proposition for you and the sweet pups you’re looking out for.”

  “A proposition? What kind?” Pat looked so damn tired, just exhausted.

  “Well, I have several positions that need filling here at the club. I need a dishwasher, a cleaner, and the maintenance department needs people to help with odd jobs. Now it’s not in my budget to hire the four or so people that I need, but if your pups would be willing to work for room and board I could let you keep the quarters you’re currently sharing.”

  “What about Pat? He can stay too?”

  “I think that would be more than fair, given that I’m not offering the pups an actual salary.”

  “So I can work, then, at the diner? That way I can buy clothes and things.” Pat chewed his bottom lip and Finn knew his mind was working hard, ma
king calculations and deciding whether or not to trust. “You’re sure?”

  “I am, Pat. I need the dishwasher rather desperately. If I had someone who could start this evening, it would be a great help to me.”

  “Little Red could do it. I know he could.” Finn met Pat’s eyes. “Please, I want you close, I want you to be safe and happy.”

  Pat’s eyes narrowed. “It seems too good to be true.”

  Kyle leaned forward. “You’ve been here for nearly two weeks. Haven’t I proven myself to be trustworthy in that time?”

  “Yes. Yes, I just— It’s so hard to trust.” And Pat was so tired of trying to hold things together, Finn could tell.

  “Your cousin has been a member here for a while now, right? And Finn? You trust Cort, yes?”

  “With all my heart. Cort’s my mate.” There was no way Cort would allow something bad to happen to any of them.

  “That’s two weeks of your own experience along with your cousin and your twin’s references. Surely that’s enough to earn us a little bit of trust? I honestly have your best interests at heart, Pat. I’m not in the habit of screwing people over.”

  “I’ll talk to the pups, make sure it’s okay with them.” Pat still didn’t look as though he was happy with the situation.

  Kyle beamed though. “Thank you, Pat. I think this could be a fantastic solution for all of us.”

  “I hope so.” Pat always stressed things. It wasn’t easy, being the Alpha, even of a little pack like theirs.

  “I’ll come talk to them too,” Finn promised. “Cort will be here most of the time when I’m at work.”

  “Oh, you’re still working, Finn?” Kyle sounded surprised. “I’d thought you’d want to spend all your time with your new mate.”

  “Well, I have to. I don’t have any savings but I’ll work hard so I can.” He wasn’t with Cort so he could shirk his responsibilities—no, he loved his mate.

  Kyle smiled, the look fond, warm. “Well, make sure your mate knows your schedule so he doesn’t worry.”

  “I will.”

  “So can I assume someone will be sent to the kitchen by four to be my dishwasher and that the other three will report here for assignment in the morning?”