Read Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf [Wolf Creek Pack 6] Online
Authors: Stormy Glenn
Tags: #Glenn, #Stormy
“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.
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“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