By the Light of the Moon

by Sandrine Gasq-Dion

  I bring them a grandchild, as long as I do. The assassin part they don’t. I was a sniper in the Army, and the guys I was with are all in the same profession now.” Dakota arched a brow and Sam smiled. “We have a long trip ahead of us and we have a lot to talk about, but one thing I need to know right now.”

  “Okay.”

  “Is this Taylor guy going to keep coming?”

  Dakota thought about it, would he? Knowing what his father would do to him might dissuade him, but Taylor

  was stubbornandstupid. “Yes, I think he will.”

  “How did you…Well, I mean how do you become…” “ A werewolf?” Sam nodded. “It’s the bite of a werewolf that will change you. I would never bite you though.” Dakota saw the sly smile on Sam’ face. “Well, not in wolf form. I may bite you though.”

  “I like the sound of that.” Sam smiled, settling Dakota over his cock. Dakota groaned, feeling their hot pricks sliding over each other; the skin on skin was sending a jolt up his spine. The sweat immediately rolled off of him as Sam pulled Dakota up by his arms and moved his hips underneath him. Hot sweet breath tickled his skin as Sam’s tongue ran along the pulse in his neck, sending a delicious wave of pleasure through him. Jesus, he was going to dry hump the man in a second. Dakota pulled back panting, and felt his eyes change.

  “ Gotta stop.” Dakota squeezed his eyes shut, fighting to control himself. Something about Sam made him lose all his senses. It was almost like he was feeding power off of him.

  Sam kissed him softly and moved him over on his side. He pulled Dakota into his arms and felt him settle into his neck, one arm thrown over his waist. “Dakota?”

  “Hmm?”

  “If you have to pee, you’re letting yourself out.” Sam chuckled softly.

  “Asshole.” ~~Chapter Three~~ Dakota woke up to a sliver of sunshine coming through the heavy curtain at the window. The heat on his skin reminded him that for once, he wasn’t alone. Sam’s body was pressed against him, and a hard cock was rubbing against his. God, what a way to wake up. The comforter had been thrown off of them at some point during the night, and they now lay almost on top of each other with the sheet at their thighs. Dakota pressed his lips to Sam’s throat, licking and tasting the man that had occupied his thoughts for the last week. He was beautiful, plain and simple. His long legs stretched over and hung off the bed, and his massive size took up most of the rest of it. He traced his fingers over the soft skin of Sam’s face, following his jaw line across to his chin. He bit it softly and smiled when Sam opened an eye.

  “Frisky?”

  “That’s cats.” Dakota gripped Sam’s hard prick. “ You want to mount me, don’t you?” Sam laughed at the look on Dakota’s face; he looked almost disturbed at the thought. “It’s called doggie, not wolfie.”

  “ I wouldn’t mind doggie style.” Dakota wrapped his arms around Sam. “As long as you do the pumping.” on top of Dakota. Kissing him deeply, using long strokes of his tongue to search Dakota’s mouth lazily, thoroughly.

  “Too weird for you, huh?” Sam laughed and rolled over The loud growling of both their stomachs had them stopping mid kiss, looking at each other. Sam bit Dakota’s bottom lip softly, sucking it in and letting it slide out slowly from between his teeth. He got up from the bed with a quick grip of Dakota’s cock and sauntered out of the bedroom. Dakota lay back on the bed, looking at the ceiling. This felt right. He’d never been so

  comfortable with another human being, evenbeforehe

  was changed. Pots were banging in the kitchen and then Dakota heard sizzling. Sam cooking naked? Nice. Sam naked period, was nice. Dakota crawled out of bed and threw his briefs on, making his way to the kitchen. Sam really was naked, and he was cooking sausages and eggs. Ouch.

  “ If that splatters on your dick, it’s going to hurt.” Dakota came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Sam’s waist. He lay his head down on Sam’s back, feeling the warmth.

  Sam felt the flat of Dakota’s palms on his stomach and closed his eyes, loving the feel of his hands on him. He moved his ass back and forth, feeling Dakota’s cock getting hard against him. Strong hands kneaded his ass, pulling his cheeks apart. A hard dick slid between his cheeks, gliding up. Sam held the stove and tried to bend over a little, helping Dakota out with his height deficiency.

  “Give me the butter.” Dakota growled. Sam felt a hand grip his hip, his skin breaking out in Goosebumps at the tone in Dakota’s voice. It was low and husky. Sam handed him the butter dish. Warmth ran up his crease as Dakota moved him over to the counter and adjusted his legs to thrust up in between Sam’s tan ass cheeks. Just watching his pale skin slide over Sam’s complexion, made him even harder. Dakota finally managed to keep his balance and thrust up. He held Sam’s ass tighter, creating sweet friction on his cock. The butter made a perfect replacement lube.

  “ Stroke your cock, Sam.” Dakota ran his tongue across Sam’s back and watched, as Sam’s hand gripped himself, pumping. “Fuck yeah.”

  Sam stroked his cock in time with Dakota’s thrusts. Fuck, it felt good, and he wasn’t even inside him yet. Dakota’s cock slid over his hole again and again, and Sam sped up his strokes. Fuck ! He’d be damned if this wasn’t the best damn tease he’d ever had. Dakota’s fingers gripped his hips tight, and he slid up hard. He heard Sam’s low moan and saw the cum shoot out of his dick, hitting the cabinets.

  His own orgasm hit him hard, sending him bucking into Sam’s hips, his own cock spurting all over Sam’s back like a fucking geyser. The two of them stood there panting and Dakota grabbed the towel from behind him, cleaning Sam’s back. They cleaned the cabinets off and Sam looked down at them, hoping his semen hadn’t stained them. He whirled around and grabbed Dakota, kissing him hard and pulling him up until they were the same height.

  Dakota looked back down at the floor and smiled. “I like this.”

  Sam ran his hand up Dakota’s back into his hair, pulling him to his lips. “Yeah? Me too.” Dakota wrapped his arms around Sam’s neck, meeting the kiss with the same intensity he was receiving. Their lips flowed over one another and tongues met, tangling both of them, desperately trying to get closer to the other. Sam held onto the counter as Dakota wrapped his legs around his waist and gripped his hair, diving into his mouth. The cell phone ring had them pulling away breathing hard, and Sam grabbed it off the counter.

  “What?” Sam blurted.

  “Well, fuck you too.” Josh chuckled.

  Sam smiled at the amusement in Josh’s voice. “Sorry, how’s the cruise?”

  “It’s fuckinggreat, Mark’s crazy. By the way, he wanted

  to know how Dakota was doing. You still have him with you?” Sam smiled, gripping Dakota’s ass. “Yep, I still have him; he snuck his way into my truck and is now at your house with me. He hasn’t marked anything yet, but that could change.” Sam chuckled as Dakota tried to smack his ass.

  “ Wow, he actually left Denali? He’s a good Wolf, take care of him, okay? You planning on keeping him? Wayne said something about him being alone a lot.”

  Sam smiled, kissing Dakota on the nose. “I think we decided to keep each other.” “ Good, he deserves some attention. He’s the one that helped me find Mark in the snow, and let me know when Mark was in trouble.”

  “ Oh, did he now?” Sam pulled Dakota closer to his chest and ran his nose up the side of his neck. “Well, he’s been really good for me. We’re becoming fast friends. Anyway, I’m headed out to see the parents, but I did some shopping for you guys and there will be food in here when you get back. In the meantime, if you need me, you have my number.”

  “Yep. Be careful, Sam. I’ll see you soon.”

  Sam hung up and looked at Dakota. “So, you the newest alarm on the market?” “ I was there, I smelled the guy in the woods, and I ran to tell Josh about him. You know what happened out there. I like Josh and Mark. They always gave me pieces of their steak.” Dakota smiled and nuzzled into Sam’s neck. “So, when do we leave?”

  “ In
about an hour, we’re headed to the Air Force base to catch a ride. A friend owes me a favor. I want to stop by the store though, if that’s okay and get you a wardrobe.”

  Dakota felt his cheeks heating and looked down. “You don’t have to do that.” Sam pulled his face up, looking into Dakota’s grey eyes. “Yes, I do. You’re mine, Dakota, and I’m going to make sure you have whatever you need. Money is no object.”

  “But..I…” “No, listen to me, okay? Let someone take care of you for once, alright? You chose to keep my stubborn ass, and I choose you, okay?” Sam held him to his chest and felt Dakota’s arms wrapping around his neck tight. “Now, let’s get you into some decent clothes and head to a store.”

  ~~

  Dakota tried on clothes left and right. Sam would nod

  his head in approval, and on occasion,droolin approval.

  Dakota had one hell of a nice ass in jeans. Sam gave him a grey shirt to try on, and his cock almost blew out of his pants. Dakota’s eyes were brought out even more by the match of color. The man was absolutely breath taking. After buying bags upon bags of clothing, they stopped at the food store to buy snacks for their trip. The cargo plane they were taking had no flight attendants, just Army guys and Air Force guys transporting hummers. Sam’s truck would be going with them. Dakota strolled the snack aisle, picking up sweets. Sam was looking over a granola bar when he felt unease permeating off of Dakota. He turned his head to see Dakota standing with a bag of bite size chocolates. A woman stood at the end of the aisle staring at him. Early fifties he guessed. Her eyes were grey. Upon closer inspection, he saw

  Dakota in those eyes. Mom was from one of the Alaskan tribes. Her skin was darker and black hair fanned her face. Her gaze was locked on Dakota right now and she still hadn’t said a word. Sam made his way over, putting his hand on Dakota’s shoulder. “Is everything okay?” At his touch, Dakota jumped and Sam steadied him, leaning down to whisper in his ear. “It’s okay, I’m right here.” The shoulders relaxed and Dakota turned into Sam, hiding in his chest. Sam put his arms around him and looked at the woman. He turned with Dakota in his arms and started walking.

  “Dakota.” Sam stopped and looked down. Dakota was visibly shaken and Sam’s anger was rising. He turned to look at the woman and kept Dakota behind him. “You don’t get to address him by his given name. He’s dead to you, remember? And not that you care, but he almost was. Stay out of his life.”

  “Margie, what the hell is taking so long?” Sam watched as a man walked up to Dakota’s mother. He was taller, with broad shoulders and pale skin. Now he knew where Dakota had gotten his skin tone. The eyes were just as grey and the hair was salt and pepper. “Excuse us.” Sam took Dakota by the shoulders.

  “Please, just let me…”

  Sam looked down again. He could see how this was affecting his man and he was not going to let them fuck with him. “Mrs?” “Cadotte.”

  “Mrs.Cadotte, I don’t think Dakota wants to let youdo

  anything. You made the choice to kick him out, and now you’ll have to deal with the repercussions of your actions. Don’t worry though; I’ll make sure he’s well taken care of from now on.”

  “That’s my son?” Salt and pepper decided to talk, and Sam was not

  sticking around. “No, he’s mine now. IfDakota decides

  he wants a relationship with you, he’ll call you.” Sam got him out of the store and into the truck. Dakota threw his arms around his neck and Sam held him. God, this was hurting him, watching Dakota in pain. He never wanted to see him unhappy again. “It’s okay, I’ve got you.” Sam ran his hand in a circle on Dakota’s back.

  “ Thank you.” Dakota felt strong arms around him and nestled into Sam’s neck, feeling his warmth. Just seeing his parents, had taken him back to that night when he’d come out to them. The look of disgust on their faces, felt like a slap to his own. Then the screaming and crying started, and Dakota was out on his ass. It still hurt now, to be told you didn’t exist by the one person that brought you into the world.

  Sam pulled away and caressed Dakota’s face. He wiped the tears away with his thumbs and kissed him softly. “I’ll always have your back.”

  ~~ Sam figured out pretty quick that Dakota was not a fan of flying the friendly skies. He was in Sam’s lap, with a death grip on his arm. Sam ran his hand up Dakota’s face and pulled him into his lips, kissing him softly. His tongue slid across the seam of Dakota’s lips and he opened his mouth to him. Sam’s fingers massaged the back of Dakota’s neck as he searched his mouth. The air around them was crackling and the heat was rising, as the kiss became more urgent. Sam broke the kiss, breathing hard.

  “ Jesus, you take my breath away.” Sam was trying to fix his raging hard on and finally gave up; Dakota in his lap was making it harder. Sam took Dakota’s face in his hands and looked in his eyes. “Do you know what you do to me?”

  Dakota blushed and smiled. “Probably the same things you do to me.” Dakota felt his cock hardening again and changed the subject. “So, about Mateo?”

  Sam smiled. “Oh yeah, I did say I was going to tell you the story, didn’t I?” Sam pulled Dakota closer to him. “Mateo got a call to take out Riley Flynn, but after watching him for a few weeks, he determined that Riley was innocent. It came down to Mateo rescuing Riley more than once, and they ended up falling in love. They got married and have been happy ever since.”

  Dakota sighed and leaned into Sam’s warmth. “That’s so sweet.” Dakota kissed Sam’s neck and smiled when he felt Sam shiver. “I hate airplanes.”

  “Well, once we hit the reservation you can go for a run. You probably feel cooped up, huh?” “ In this plane, yes, I do. My body is reacting to not only you, but fear, so it’s taking a lot for me to stay in my human form right now.” Dakota closed his eyes as Sam’s tongue trailed across his lips; he felt a small soft bite and smiled.

  “Let me see if I can distract you.” Sam had distracted him alright. Blew him in the truck. ~~

  When they landed, they hit the road. Washington was beautiful and Dakota took in all the sights. Puget Sound was to the right of them as they drove, and the sun was out. Trees spread out on both sides of the road as they drove deeper into forest lands. Dakota’s brow arched as they passed a sign for one of the towns. He looked at Sam and arched a brow.

  “One crack about sparkly guys, and I kick you out of a moving truck.” Dakota chuckled and watched the landscape fly by. He could see himself living here with Sam. He was convinced now that Sam was his mate somehow, but he’d always thought a wolf’s mate would be another wolf. Dakota didn’t care either way. Sam was his and he wouldn’t give him up for anything. The window was down and Dakota could smell fresh pine as they drove along, mingled with the smell of other wolves. He was going to have to find the pack and introduce himself, to avoid any trouble. They drove onto the reservation and Sam pulled up in front of an attractive single level house. There was a line of clothing hung out to dry, and a German Shepard sat on the front porch. Sam climbed from the truck putting his arms out.

  “Rocky!” Sam hugged Rocky and felt him licking his face. “Eww.” Dakota came around the side and Rocky let out a soft whine and rolled over on his back, baring his belly and neck to him. Sam looked up and saw Dakota’s surprised look.

  Dakota made his way over and crouched by the dog, smiling. “Hey buddy.” Dakota scratched his belly and Rocky wagged his tail. “I’m not a threat.”

  “ Guess he senses what you are, huh?” Sam stood up and smiled at his dog, slobbering on the ground as Dakota scratched his side.

  Sam turned to see his mother coming out the door, she still looked young. Her black hair was in a bun and her brown eyes sparkled.

  “Sam?”

  “Hey, Mom.” Sam smiled.

  “Itisyou. I almost forgot what you looked like.”

  Sam chuckled. “Mom, this is my boyfriend, Dakota. Dakota, this is my Mom, Nadine.” Nadine inspected Dakota. Her eyes met with his and she gasped. He was truly beaut
iful, the grey eyes shone bright. She took him in her arms and hugged him tight. “It’s so good to meet you, Dakota.”

  It took everything he had not to cry. Dakota closed his eyes, trying to control his emotions as Sam’s mother hugged him tight. She pulled away and put her hands on his face, looking him over. “It’s nice to meet you too, Mrs. Waters.”

  “ Oh no you don’t, I’m Nadine.” Nadine smiled and took Dakota’s hand. “Are you hungry? Sam, are you not feeding your man?”

  “Yes, I am. He gets steaks all the time.” Sam tried to suppress a laugh as Dakota’s eyes went wide.

  “Well, let’s get some homemade cooking into you, huh?” Nadine dragged Dakota in the house. Dakota took a look at his surroundings; there was an old worn tan couch in the middle of the living room and two recliners on either side of it. A small coffee table sat in front of the couch, littered with magazines, and a large flat screen took up most of the wall. Small pictures dotted the other side of the living room. Mostly pictures of Sam as a child, and then more of him as he grew up. Dakota looked them over, smiling at Sam as an infant.

  “Isn’t he beautiful?” Nadine took the baby picture down. “He was such a sweet baby.”

  “What happened, huh?” Sam smiled and opened the fridge.

  “You are still sweet.” Nadine pinched Sam’s cheeks and Dakota held back a chuckle at the size difference between Sam and Nadine.

  “Where’s Dad?” Sam looked around the house. “ He’s off with John. We’ve had some problems with poachers on Reservation land. He should be back soon. When I told him you were on your way, I swore he was going to pee his pants.” Nadine smiled at Dakota. “Do you want children, Dakota?”

  “Mom!” Sam’s face was turning red.

  Dakota smiled, he didn’t think Sam could look more beautiful. “Yes, I do.”