Reluctant Mates - 21 Paranormal Romance Stories (Werewolf, Vampire, Minotaur and Monster collection) (71 page)

Jack took his heavy, half-hard cock in his hand and began to stroke it from the base to the tip. When he brought it near my mouth, I strained to take it in but he remained just out of reach. I was just barely able to taste him with the tip of my tongue. Between the hard tugs he was giving himself and my licks, he stiffened to a full erection in no time. Magnus withdrew his hand from my neck and began to rub his calloused, rough palms along my backbone. Without him holding me, I was able to crane my neck and suck Jack’s tip between my lips and run my tongue around the ridge.

“The way this works,” Magnus said, “is that you have to swallow both our loads. The problem with that is that it takes me a long, long time to get off. You’re a pretty, little thing though, so it might not be such an ordeal with you.”

As he spoke, Jack pushed further into my wet cave and I circled the head of his cock, lingering on the sensitive underside. The whole time, he didn’t stop pulling on himself. The feral, ferocious look that overcame him earlier was still there, but from how much I was already enjoying my initiation, I wasn’t too worried. When he thrust in again, I felt a drop of his pre-cum trickle down the back of my throat.

I reached up and wrapped my hands around his prick, milking the same way he had been. The hand he was using on himself he used to caress my face, gently at first, and then he thrust in again. He rammed against the back of my throat, and even though I gagged with surprise, I loved it. I’d sucked him before, but I’d never been full of him like this. In a strange way, I think I fell in love with this bestial man right there and then.

Before I had much time to ponder that, Magnus slipped his hands down the back of my jeans and wrenched them to the floor. He was immensely strong, and almost pulled me to the floor when he took down my pants, but I braced myself against Jack and stayed up. The leader walked up behind me and laid his hot, meaty manhood on my back. This is when I got scared. The thing snaked halfway up my back, it seemed like. I had no idea how, or even if, I would be able to stretch over that. At the same time, I was incredibly surprised to find that I felt a huge sense of excitement as his erection swelled up on my back and his big, smooth ballsack hung between my slightly spread cheeks.

The sensation of Jack in my mouth and this hulk of a man behind me started to get me really, really horny. I pumped harder on Jack’s rod and tried to move my hips up and down to entice Magnus. Although he said that it took him forever to cum, it didn’t take him very long to get ready. I didn’t know how big he’d gotten, but I knew that the cock on my back felt huge. I reached a hand back to help him prime for my intiation. He was thicker and longer than Jack was which already was quite large. My fingers only went about halfway around him, he was so big. I pressed Magnus’s cock down on my back and worked it up and down that way as I kept tugging and sucking on Jack.

“Mmmm...” my werewolf lover moaned and tangled his fingers in my hair. “That feels so good Brian, so good...”

His excitement got me even more worked up. The harder I sucked on him and the harder I ground Magnus into me, the more I wanted some dick from somewhere. I had a feeling I was going to get it from both of them, and I wanted it right then.

Still jerking Jack off, I pulled my head back a little and slid him out. “Fuck me! Please, please fuck me!” I called to whoever would listen.

Magnus inserted a meaty finger into my open mouth and I wet it for him. Without taking his cock off my back, he circled my hole with his finger and then probed me to the first knuckle. I gasped a pleasured, surprised breath, and tried to push backwards onto his hand. The beast in back of me answered my eagerness by sinking his whole finger into my tight, almost virginal asshole. As I stretched around him, I yelped out loud and I heard him groan in satisfaction behind me. He rang me out in small, slow circles, trying to stretch me enough to accommodate his huge cock.

“Jack,” Magnus said, “trade places with me. I want some of that end.”

Jack smiled his feral grin and walked to my hindquarters, dragging his nails down my back as he went. The delicious scratch raised goose bumps all the way down me, and when he suddenly entered me with two fingers, I shouted out an accompanying “Unnng!” I heard Jack moan softly under his breath as he played with my ass and reached underneath me to tug my dick at the same time.

When Magnus stepped in front of me, I saw the giant man’s member for the first time. The size was both terrifying and sublimely exciting. He wasn’t quite the size of a nerd’s forearm, but he was close. Also, he had a musk that drove some kind of spirits deep within me very wild indeed. Just the smell of him almost drove me to orgasm, but Jack knew just how to squeeze me as soon as he felt my prick twitching in his hand.

“Suck it.” Magnus commanded.

I reached up and took his rod in both of my hands and milked on it a few times before I tried to fit it in my mouth. I was able to squeeze the head in with very little room to spare. While I stroked his length, I lashed the underside of his cock with my tongue. He had one hand in my hair and the other under my chin, bracing me against the force of his thrusts into my mouth. While Jack was big and gagged me a little bit, Magnus was almost choking me with the girth of his dick. Somehow though, I still loved it. The feel of this savage filling my throat was beyond words – thinking back, it must have been some kind of charm or curse or something. As I sucked and he thrust in and out, he got more and more excited. His hardness stiffened to steel and each time he crammed in, I spit and sputtered, trying to catch a breath.

“Oh, fuuuuuck...” the leader moaned out as he plowed my mouth, “Jack, get him ready for me.”

Jack withdrew his fingers and dropped a long strand of saliva onto his cock. He massaged it onto himself and spread my cheeks wide as he stretched my ass around his big, round head. He felt so good back there that, once again, I almost came. This time though I managed to will it off, not wanting to disappoint my soon-to-be pack leader. It was hard to remember to keep pulling on Magnus and sucking at him while Jack was fucking me, but I did my best to keep up. Jack’s pole slid in and out with surprising ease; I must have been ready for some dick. He went deeper and deeper with each short stroke, as is his way, and only when I felt the tickle of his short cropped pubic hair did he start to fuck me. His post-oak drove in and out of my now-gaping ass, and as he grabbed my hips to anchor himself, I heard him grunting behind me as though he were some kind of beast in heat.

His gruff ferocity made me suck harder and harder on Magnus. While I had been afraid of the man’s size before, I was so turned on that I wanted to try him out inside me. I wasn’t going to complain about Jack though. My lover pounded me hard and deep, pleasuring me with every inch of his cock.

“Ah, God, this is so good. Your ass feels so good, Brian!” Jack said behind me. “I can’t hold on much longer, I’m gonna cum soon.”

“You gotta swallow it all down,” Magnus reminded me, “every last drop. You got it?”

I nodded as best I could, considering the circumstances, and kept bobbing up and down on the pack leader’s huge cock. Moments later, Jack pulled out of me and urged Magnus out of the way. Tasting myself on Jack’s cock was sublime, and he began to spurt as soon as his tip parted my lips. I swallowed hard as he gave me mouthful after mouthful of hot, sticky cream, making certain not to miss a drop. When he stopped pumping full-force, I squeezed him from base to tip to get every last ounce of love out of him.

“Good. My turn.” Magnus said, moving back in front of me.

Using his tremendous strength, the leader hooked an arm underneath one of my legs, and instructed Jack to help him to get his cock inside me. Jack took Magnus in his hand and worked the huge tip into my gaping ring. The pain of it stretching me out was incredible, but exhilarating. When the head was in, he hooked my other leg behind the knee and hoisted me roughly into the air. He held me effortlessly in his arms, my legs draped over him and my hole spread wide.

Magnus lowered my helpless, but very satisfied body onto his tremendous pole. When I was about halfway down him, pain overtook the pleasure and he pulled me up slightly, and then sank me down again. This time, the feeling of his huge cock filled me with warmth and, as strange as it might sound, a kind of comfort. As he bounced me up and down deep and slow, Jack got close behind me and reached around to my front, jerking me off while Magnus fucked me. That big, heavy thing inside me drove me almost to orgasm for the third time. As soon as I started to contract, Magnus stopped moving.

“No,” he said, “not yet, you can’t. The last part of the ritual is the most important – you can’t cum yet, hold on.”

As he spoke, he rolled his head around on his shoulders and roared a deep, hard, low sound that rumbled through my body. His pace increased, but instead of tugging on me, Jack squeezed hard on the base of my cock to stave off my cum. I was utterly, completely, absolutely lost to the world. The pack leader’s Viking warrior was driving me to rapture and from the look on his face, he was about to lose it too.

“Oh shit, I can’t believe it, your asshole is so tight, mmmmm.....” Magnus groaned, face to the sky. In a rush, he lowered me off of him and I squatted down, squeezing the head of his cock into my mouth again. As I sucked, he yanked hard and his jaw dropped open as the muscles in his neck tensed with his climax. Nothing could have prepared me for the flood in my mouth. Four huge gushes of warm semen filled me and I struggled to gulp it all down. His ragged breathing slowed and relaxed as he stopped pulsing.

“Since you’re going to be in my pack,” the exhausted Viking began, “I have to have part of you in me. We’ll be connected that way. It’s your turn.”

A little confused, but not going to complain, I moved between Magnus’s knees as he lay down on his back and propped his hips up on his hands. He held his half-flaccid cock out of the way and urged me into him. I had been so close to cum for so long that after the second half stroke into Magnus, I felt my balls contract, and the muscles as the base of my organ start to twitch and jump. He locked his legs around my back and pulled me into him as hard as he could. As soon as I sunk in to the hilt, I exploded inside of him. I lost count of how many blinding, white-hot bursts I shot into him, but I do know that I have never cum as hard or as much as I did just then. As my body stopped convulsing, Magnus relaxed his legs and rose up on his elbows.

“Welcome to the pack,” he said.

When my breath evened out and I was able to see straight again, I stammered: “Oh wow... how do you know it worked? Did we do everything right?”

“It was perfect,” Magnus replied, “nothing went wrong. The ritual was flawless. Never had one go that easy before.”

My new pack leader rolled over and slowly rose to his feet. “You’re one of us now. There is very little required of you, but if there comes a time when you’re needed, I will call you. Don’t ask how, you’ll know when it happens. Of course, if you want to drop by every now and then, no one will stop you.”

When Magnus left the room, Jack helped me to my feet. He beamed a smile.

“How does it feel? Three days ago, you didn’t even believe we existed, and now you’re one of us.”

“I still can’t believe it,” I said, “but whatever happens, I’m ready for it as long as you’re on the adventure with me.”

“I think we can probably arrange that. Best thing about being a wolf is that we can get around really fast. It might take you six hours to drive here, but as the wolf runs, it probably wouldn’t be two through the forest.” Jack said, with a grin.

“Well, we don’t have to worry about that just yet,” I answered, “I’m still here for two more weeks.”

Three – The Wolf Inside

Jack had changed my life – changed me – when we got together over Christmas break. The guy that had been fixing my cars since I was old enough to drive turned out to be my lover. At first, I thought that was all it was going to be, but very soon after I was given a chance to try something new. Jack is a werewolf, and after our first meeting, I just knew that I wanted to be like him. Before him, I’d never been with another man and I didn’t even know that werewolves existed. It didn’t take much to convince Jack to help me become a wolf. All it took was a trip to visit the pack leader.

That encounter, the one with Magnus, was something else I’ll never forget. He and Jack worked together in a ritual that made me one of them. Thanks to those two, my dream came true. I was able to change with Jack and run through the forests of our small Northwestern town. For the next few days after my transformation, we ran, chased, and fucked our way through the woods at every possible chance. The day before I had to leave to go back to school wasn’t much different, lots of running, lots of wrestling. It was only when the moon started to come up that Jack made sure I’d never be with anyone else – the love we made that night was so powerful, so spectacular, that since then, I’ve never thought of anyone but him.

***

“T
his has been one hell of a break,” I said as Jack and I pushed through the door of his garage, “meeting you, becoming a werewolf. I think anyone would consider that eventful!”

“Yeah,” Jack replied, “for sure. Hey, this is your last night in town for a few weeks. What do you want to do? Let’s make it memorable, what do you say?”

I didn’t need much convincing to have a special night with Jack. In honesty, every night we’d spent together had been. Although I’d had the same girlfriend for three years before she dumped me the day before break started, I never felt as strongly for her as I did, and still do, for Jack. He was incredible. He was sensitive, soft spoken, had huge, hard muscles and the deepest, brownest eyes I’d ever seen. I stared at him as he sat, as I’d done so often these past few days.

“Oh, staring again!” Jack laughed and threw an apple at me.

Without thinking, I grabbed it out of the air. This whole transformation thing had done wonders for my coordination. Before, I was the clumsiest person ever. Now though, I could do things like snagging apple fast-balls out of the air effortlessly. Even if it wasn’t for Jack, this werewolf business would have been worth it.