By the Light of the Moon

by Sandrine Gasq-Dion

  Dakota caught the scent of a rabbit and nudged Sawyer with his nose in the direction of the prey. Sawyer went around to the right and Dakota took the left, making a slow circle around it. The white rabbit, sensing his ass was in trouble, took off right between them. Dakota flew after it. His canines sank in and he snatched it up as it ran past. The rest of the pack had finally joined them and they wrestled for bit before heading back to John’s house. Dakota saw Sam by the fire and felt his heart beat quicken at the sight of him. Just then, Sam looked up and smiled. Dakota made his way over and rubbed his face over Sam’s knee.

  “Did you have fun?” Sam smiled, pulling Dakota’s face up to his.

  “Damn, he’s fast.” Sawyer stretched his arms up and cracked his neck.

  “Dammit Sawyer!” Sam averted his eyes. “Could you get dressed?”

  “Cock envy?” Sawyer dipped his head, smiling.

  Dakota let out a snort and huffed. Sam smiled. “Yeah, I don’t think so.”

  Sawyer looked at Dakota, still in wolf form and smiled. “You’re biased.” Sam accompanied Dakota behind the truck so he could shift back. Dakota wasn’t like the others, Sam noticed. One, he shifted so fast he didn’t even have to get on all fours to do it. Two, it was by far, faster than the rest of the pack. Archer was right, Dakota was different. Dakota stretched his arms up and Sam buttoned his pants while Dakota pulled his shirt on. He smiled when Sam stood up.

  “ Jealous?” Dakota ran his hands up Sam’s shirt, feeling hot skin under them. His fingers passed over Sam’s nipples and the scent of arousal filled the air around them.

  Sam pulled him in and kissed him hard, leaving them both breathless and horny. “Do I want my childhood friend checking out your package? Nope.”

  Sawyer shouted from his seat around the fire. “It is kinda big, even in wolf form.”

  Sam sighed and ran his hands over his face. “Sawyer, shut up.” Dakota chuckled and wrapped his arms around Sam’s neck. He felt his feet leaving the ground and then Sam was kissing him. He wrapped his legs around Sam’s waist and slid his hands into his hair, kissing him back. Hot breaths were exchanged as they searched each other’s mouths, biting and nipping at each other, tongues playing. Sam cupped Dakota’s ass, pulling him up over his hard cock. He rubbed them together through their jeans, creating a delicious friction, resulting in a heat that tore through both of them. Dakota was breathless and fed off of Sam’s desires. His body went haywire and his cock was so hard he swore he was going to cry. The need to have Sam inside him was overpowering and his vision went monochrome.

  “Holy shit guys, I’m getting turned on all the way over here.” Sawyer giggled. Sam sighed and broke the kiss, setting Dakota down. He fixed his raging hard on and took Dakota’s hand, walking back towards the fire pit. Sawyer had a shit eating grin on his face and Sam shot him a dirty look. “Cock blocker.”

  Archer stood and looked over the pack. “Go home, we will talk again.” Archer made his way over to Dakota and smiled, taking his hands in his. “We welcome you to our pack, Dakota.”

  Dakota bared his neck and shook Archer’s hand. “Thank you.”

  ~~ The drive back to the house consisted of Dakota climbing all over Sam in the front cab. He had his pants unzipped, one hand in them stroking his cock as he kissed and licked Sam’s neck and lips. The heat in the cab was suffocating, and the windows were fogging up as Dakota’s arousal came to a full peak. Sam’s cock was unbearably hard and he wanted to fuck Dakota hard and fast. By the time they pulled up to Sam’s house, Dakota was panting and his vision had shifted again.

  “This isn’t your parents’ house.” “ No, it’s mine.” Sam grabbed Dakota and threw him over his shoulder, walking them to his house. Dakota’s hands were down the back of his pants, gripping his ass cheeks and trying to finger his hole. “Hang on, baby.”

  They were lucky the front door got closed. The sound of material ripping could be heard as Dakota tore Sam’s shirt off, running his hands down his stomach and pulling the zipper on his pants open. He pulled Sam’s cock out and stuffed it in his mouth. Sam let out a hiss as canines grazed the head of his cock. Dakota pulled back, trying to control himself. He controlled his breathing as he sucked the soft head of Sam’s dick into his mouth, licking the crown and tonguing his slit.

  Warm precome met his taste buds and Dakota let out a loud moan, loving the taste of his man in his mouth. “Fuck.” Dakota moaned, tasting the salty sweet mixture on his tongue.

  “ Jesus, Dakota…oh fuck...” Sam held onto the door frame with one hand as he buried the fingers of his other in Dakota’s hair. He looked down to see Dakota bobbing on his cock, sucking and making slurping noises as his saliva ran down the side of his cheek. Sam yanked him off his cock and carried him down the hallway until he came to his room. He threw Dakota on the bed and stroked his own cock. “Get naked. Now.”

  Dakota took his pants off and pulled his briefs down, all while watching Sam stroking his cock. His big hand slid up and down, twisting at the top and pulling hard on the head. A bead of precome sat glistening on his tip and Dakota’s mouth fucking watered. “Fuck me, Sam.”

  Sam was on him, flipping him on all fours and slicking his ass with lube. Dakota’s fingers tore into the sheets when Sam slammed into him full force. Heat seared his tunnel and Dakota cried out as Sam held his hips in place, slamming into him with hard fast strokes. Everything he’d ever wanted or needed was being fulfilled by his mate. Sam tore into him again and again, twisting his hips and rolling at the very last second, sending hot heat up his spine and exploding out of his fingertips. His vision changed and his claws began to form, he was losing control. “Sam...”

  “ Let it go Dakota.” Sam said each word in time with his thrusts. Dakota was so worried about not being able to control himself; he couldn’t fully appreciate what Sam was offering. His hands slid up Dakota’s back and he felt the muscles rippling just under the surface. He gripped Dakota’s shoulders and pulled out almost all the way then speared Dakota’s ass hard. The loud feral growl came out and Dakota reared up, Sam caught him and grabbed him around the waist thrusting up into him. His hand gripped Dakota’s cock and he pumped him in time to his thrusts.

  “ Oh God, shit, shit shit...” Dakota moved with Sam backing into his cock with every thrust, his insides were on fire and he felt dizzy. The air around them crackled and the smell of semen hit Dakota’s nose before it even erupted. Sam leaned over and Dakota felt a soft bite on his ear.

  “Let go.” Sam whispered. “I love you.” Dakota’s head snapped back and his canines elongated fully, his muscles contorted and the bomb went off. Hot spurts of semen shot from him in all directions as his hips bucked and jerked on Sam’s cock. Sam held him around the waist, still pumping into him and Dakota felt another orgasm coming. “Oh God, Sam…”

  “ Come on, baby.” Sam gripped Dakota’s hip. Keeping his hand around his waist, he pulled Dakota down as he thrust up and slammed into him. His balls emptied into Dakota like a shot from a gun and he let out a loud groan, still pumping Dakota’s ass

  Dakota collapsed on the bed, taking Sam with him. Something warm was trickling down his arm and he smelled blood. Dakota turned his head to see blood on Sam’s shoulder. Oh God. He’d hurt Sam. “Sam, get up.” Dakota felt Sam slip out of him and roll over; he pulled him over to look at his back. It wasn’t bad, but he’d broken the skin. “Oh God, I hurt you.”

  “ Best pain ever.” Sam smiled and rolled over on his back, locking his hands behind his neck. “Fuck that was wild.”

  Dakota looked at him, his jaw hanging open. “Are you crazy? What if I had seriously hurt you?” Sam pulled him over on his chest and spread his legs out. Dakota dropped in between them perfectly; he pulled Dakota’s lips to his and kissed him. “You won’t, I trust you.” Sam’s warm mouth covered his in another one of his breath taking kisses. Jesus, Sam knew how to melt him. Soft pressure and long licks inside his mouth had Dakota’s cock hardening again. Sam pulled away, leaving light kiss
es across Dakota’s lips. His hand palmed his face and he ran his thumb over Dakota’s cheek. “God, you are so beautiful.”

  “ Did you mean it? What you said?” he could see the tears coming and held Dakota to him. “You’re supposed to be happy about that.”

  “I meant it, Dakota. I love you.” Sam searched his eyes; “ I love you too.” Dakota wrapped his arms around the man that had hit him with his truck, saved him, and now loved him. Life was good.

  ~~Chapter Four~~

  Sam woke up covered in sweat, his mind still reliving his nightmare.

  He’d been trying to protect Dakota and had gotten hurt himself. A long gash spread across his abdomen and blood gushed, soaking the earth beneath him. Dakota had shifted in front of him and was now in mortal combat with another wolf. Blood flew and claws ripped as the fight raged on and Sam heard Dakota’s loud howl. His eyes closed and he felt warmth on his cheek and then a cold nose pressed to his face. Just do it.

  “ You see it too, don’t you?” Dakota whispered. Sam pulled him in and kissed his forehead. “What?”

  “ I dreamt you were hurt, you were dying Sam and I had to make a choice…” Dakota closed his eyes and tried to brush away the feeling of dread he was having.

  “I would want you to change me, Dakota.” Sam pulled his face up. “I’d want to be with you.” Dakota pulled away and looked at him. “You can’t be serious! I would never do this to you, look at what I am, Sam!” Dakota shook his head. “No, I won’t let it come to that. I’ll leave before I let that happen.”

  Sam grabbed his arm. “Don’t you dare leave me. I love you and no matter what happens, we will deal with it together.”

  Dakota looked in his eyes. Sam was stubborn and he knew he wouldn’t win. Damn him. He felt a smile spreading across his face and crawled on top of Sam. “Possessive much?”

  “ Yes, but in a good way.” Sam pulled him down and kissed him hard. Dakota’s mouth opened and he slid in, taking it and claiming it as his. This was his man. For better or for worse, Dakota was his.

  They broke from the kiss and Dakota smiled down at Sam. “So, what are we doing today?”

  Sam rolled out of bed and grabbed his briefs. “I thought you might like to go to the lake and run around.” “As a human or as a wolf?” Dakota lay back and spread his legs lazily, fisting his cock. “ Oh fuck.” Sam watched as Dakota’s hand slid up his shaft. A small bead of precome bubbled to the surface and lay glistening at the tip. Sam crawled up the bed and leaned down to lick it off, tongue sliding through Dakota’s slit. He sucked the head of Dakota’s cock as Dakota kept fisting it in long hard strokes.

  “ Oh fuck. Yes Sam, deeper.” Dakota threw his head back and kept stroking as Sam sucked his cock in time with his hand.

  Dakota spread his legs wider as Sam added a finger to the mix, sliding into Dakota’s ass up to his knuckle. Jesus, the sight of Sam sucking his cock while he pumped it had him ready to cum in seconds. The finger brushed up higher and then another one thrust up and Sam pushed in deep, sucking hard. Dakota arched his back and shot down Sam’s throat, holding his head as his hips bucked.

  Sam licked Dakota’s cock from root to tip, making sure he got every last fucking drop. Looking up, he licked his lips. “Don’t you just love Sundays?”

  ~~ The drive took less than a half hour and Sam watched as Dakota took in all the sights and smells. They followed Forks River for a while before hitting the 101. Sam loved this part of Washington. Not that the whole state wasn’t beautiful, but it was the untouched areas he loved the most. Tall trees surrounded both sides of the highway and the air was still fresh. Olympic National park was right on the edges of the lake and Sam thought Dakota would love to run through there. The wildlife refuge wasn’t too far either. Now that could be fun.

  Dakota let the wind hit his face and took a deep breath. God, it smelled wonderful out here. Denali was still pretty much untouched, but this, this was beautiful. Sam drove them alongside the lake for a while, then slowed down and pulled off the side of the road. They walked through the trees and Sam held his hand, threading their fingers together. They came out of the woods right at the edge of a sandy beach and Dakota smiled, looking up at Sam. “It’s beautiful.” White sand ran around the lake. Dakota had never seen sand so white. He bent down, running his fingers through the mix of snow and sand, watching the grains flowing between his fingers and setting off a spark with the sun’s rays.

  Sam took his shoes off and cuffed his jeans. Taking Dakota’s hand, they made their way down to the water and just stood there, taking in the beauty of it all. The water was cold, but felt good and Sam sunk his toes into the sand. Dakota took a look around. He glanced at Sam with a gleam in his eye and Sam motioned to the tree line. He grinned as Dakota ran into the trees and ran back out less than a minute later, a large black wolf with grey eyes.

  Watching Dakota as a wolf was a beautiful experience

  in itself. Hehadgotten bigger. He was taller than a Great

  Dane and the size of a Saint Bernard. A very big difference from the wolf he’d hit and had lain panting in the road. Dakota was running like an idiot through the water. Sam smiled, Dakota couldn’t help himself. Sam knew that when he was in werewolf form, he felt free and uninhibited. Dakota splashed through the water and ran around Sam in circles. Sam grabbed him and they both fell over in the snow. Sam looked at the wolf in his arms and smiled, kissing Dakota’s nose. It was beautiful out. The sun was shining, warming the ground and Sam watched Dakota playing with a butterfly. He had to laugh. Dakota would chase it and then let it land. Then he would paw at it, and chase it all over again. He ended up on his back, watching the butterfly fly around his nose.

  Sam let out a short cough and smiled, pointing to his watch. “Dinner?” Dakota got up, trotting over to Sam and brushed his face against the side of his leg. Sam knew that was Dakota’s way of hugging him and telling him he loved him. Well, that and the lick across his face. It had gotten to the point where he knew what Dakota was thinking in wolf form. Not so much hearing his voice in his head, as learning to decipher his movements and facial

  expressions. He hadplentyof those. SamsworeDakota

  had mastered the art of the raised eyebrow in wolf form. They rode back towards the reservation, Dakota still in his wolf form. Sam loved running his fingers through the thick fur on Dakota, it warmed his fingers and sent a tingle down his spine. By the time they pulled up, Sam’s father and John were out front of the house, having a beer.

  “Well now, did you guys have a good time?” Joe smiled at his son.

  “Yep, Dakota played with the butterflies.” Sam laughed as Dakota huffed in his direction.

  John laughed and put his hand out to Dakota. “I know what it feels like, Dakota. They’re fun to chase.” Dakota looked at Sam with an expression that said “See?” Sam laughed, pulling his tail. “Yeah, I know. Go get changed for dinner, ok?” Sam crouched and Dakota nudged him, rubbing his muzzle against Sam’s face. “I love you, too.”

  Rocky came running out of the house and bounded towards Sam, until he caught sight of Dakota. He skidded to a stop and hunched down, putting his tail between his legs and whining. Sam watched as Dakota turned and made his way over, nudging Rocky and knocking him on his back. Dakota pawed his belly and licked his face. Rocky sat up and looked into Dakota’s eyes. He must have seen Dakota in there, because he suddenly got very hyper and wanted to play. Sam laughed and called him over.

  “ Hey buddy, not tonight. We have to eat soon, but you can play with Dakota later.” Sam chuckled and winked at Dakota. Dakota made his way back into their house by pushing the door with his nose. Sam always left it open a crack, so that if Dakota wanted in or out, he could do it on his own. John sat smiling at him. The man had raised four boys, pretty much on his own and Sam had to give him credit. Sam had been an only child and his mother had sworn she was pulling her hair out when he hit his teens. “Where are the boys?”

  “School dance.” John smiled and sipped his b
eer. “Wyatt’s watching Sponge Bob with Nadine.” Sam sat back and laughed. His Mom had always forbid cartoons when he was younger, saying they were full of violence. If only she knew her son was an assassin. “Let’s head in then and save her.”

  ~~

  Dinner was a fucking turkey! Sam didn’t know if his mother had lost her mind or what, but there was food everywhere. Pies galore, mashed potatoes, corn, yams, stuffing, rolls, green bean casserole and it wasn’t even Christmas yet. Sawyer had come over and was now seated to the right of Dakota. He kept smiling at Sam as if he knew some deep dark secret about him. Sam kicked his shin and took a bite of his turkey. Dakota slathered gravy all over everything and Sam swore he ate a drumstick without chewing.

  “ Sam, look at your poor mate, do you not feed him?” Nadine smacked her son’s hand as he reached for the mash potatoes. “You let Dakota eat it first.”

  “ It’s ok, Nadine.” Dakota smiled. “I’ve been on my own a lot and although I am an excellent hunter, food was scarce in Denali. So, I usually didn’t eat as much as I should have.”

  John studied Dakota closely. “This would account for your smallness when Sam first saw you. You were underfed and therefore had not reached your full size. Being with Sam and now eating correctly should help you fill out.” John smiled, putting another scoop of corn on Dakota’s plate. “You must feed him as you would a teenager.”

  “A shit load?” Sawyer cracked up and John smacked his arm. “Ow…why am I always hit?”

  “So, Sawyer. No mate for you, huh?” Sam sat back, smiling.

  Sawyer scowled and pushed his food around on his plate. “No, I’m destined to remain a virgin until I die.” “Sawyer!” John smacked him upside the head. “We are eating!”