Way of the Wolf 1/1
Way of the Wolf
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Words: ~7,000
Disclaimer: This is fiction.
beta by jackfan2
Warnings: alpha!Jared, werewolf!Jensen, dub-con, violence/blood, biting, m/m sex, knotting, bestiality, underage (teenage!Jensen), age difference, character death (not J2), first time, D/s, blood play
for aythia who wanted underage dub-con with knotting and bestiality! It's her fault LOL (I may have provoked her though ;P )
Verse Master Post
Summary: The way of the wolf is simple. When a new Alpha takes over a pack he kills the offspring of his predecessor to secure his own lineage. As a werewolf, Jared knows all about the way of the beast. But when he lays eyes on the youngest son of the alpha he just dethroned, Jared throws the rules of the wild out the window to follow a very different instinct.
Jared knew he would win when the tail of his opponent twitched just before attacking. It was a sign of insecurity, of fatigue, and either one of those meant death in a battle of Alphas. He pounced with a roar that sounded more like a lion than a wolf but he wasn't just a wolf, he was a werewolf Alpha and he was going for the kill.
They collided in midair, hard and unhesitating. The impact held enough force to break human bones and bruise the flesh, but Jared ignored it, along with the claws that were digging into his dark fur coat. The pain served only to spur him on, and he cut the foreplay, lunging at his opponent to sink his fangs deeply into pulsating flesh. When they hit the ground, Jared didn't try to break the fall. Fangs still imbedded, he pressed his advantage and rolled on top of his opponent, biting down harder, deeper. Blood, hot and coppery, poured into his mouth and ran over his face, soaking his chocolate and coal colored coat in sticky red liquid.
There was a whine that choked to a stop as the body beneath him twitched and trembled for a few seconds. Sealing his opponent's fate, Jared pulled away, but he didn't let go. The unmistakable sensation of flesh tearing underneath his fangs heralded victory, as did the knowledge of the gaping wound it would leave behind. Blood pulsed outwards until there was no more and the heart that had been galloping underneath his paw stopped beating. It was over.
Jared stood over his prey, panting; the heady smell of blood and musk, combined with the adrenaline of the fight, left his muscles tight and his temper high. Only the cheers of human voices chanting his name, and wolfish howls of victory, brought Jared off the edge. Taking a few deep breaths, he regained enough conscious thought to make the change.
Standing on human legs once more, he shook blood-wet hair out of his eyes. Chest heaving breaths of excitement and exertion, he grinned, teeth stained red, face and chest sticky with blood. Arms spread in victory, he turned in a circle to face his pack where they were cheering and chanting. He had won.
Nobody had expected this. Only half a year as an Alpha, still too young to be respected by any of the packs around them, none had thought him capable of slaying the Alpha of their rivals. But he had shown them. They'd been mistaken when they had attacked his lands, thinking that the freshly risen Alpha would not put up much of a fight. Their Alpha had tried to steal Jared's pack, but he had turned the tables. Now, it was Jared who had just won a pack to add to his own. One fight had doubled his territory and his power and he was laughing, roaring with victory and the pack joined him until the volume reached deafening levels.
Chad was loudest of them all and his face was blood stained, as well. He and Chris had taken out the Alpha's oldest son. It made Jared's life easier because the only person who could challenge him as the new Alpha of this pack would be the offspring of the former. The second son had been clever enough to tuck his tail between his legs and run fast and hard as his brother fell. However, Jared knew that there were wolves tracking him, and if he made it out alive, his flight was shame enough to make sure he'd never come back. Jared was Alpha, more so than ever before.
Jared's senses were overwhelmed; the noise of his pack, the smell of blood... they were nothing now, compared to the overpowering release of pheromones. Heated by his prowess, the blood scent and his Alpha musk, every bitch in the territory was now wild for him, practically dripping for his Alpha cock. He grinned at Sandra who was naked like all of them - werewolves only turned human to be clothed in prude Hollywood movies - and she was practically writhing on an imaginary cock, nipples standing in hard buds as she spewed enough pheromones to make his mouth water. She wasn't the only one and even those alphas who didn't crave his cock weren't unaffected by the cloud of hormones. It was clear that the whole pack would be fucking this night and Jared couldn't help a dark chuckle as he contemplated his pick. He could have any of them, and he did frequently because he was Alpha and he could fuck whoever he wanted, especially while he was still un-mated.
“Alpha”, said a voice at his right shoulder. He turned to see Chad smirking. “You fucking did it.”
“Did you ever doubt me?”“ Jared asked with a bloody grin, spine straightening a little to accentuate his height that stood above all others. There was the vague sting and burn of the wounds he had sustained in the battle, but they were only shadows in the painfree haze of adrenaline and victory.
“Nah...” Chad grinned nodding towards the houses of the town with a raised eyebrow. “Do you want to say hi?”
Jared chuckled at his friend's glee but nodded. “Bring them all out here. It's time they stop hiding like little bitches and bare their throats to me.”
The blond man nodded and barked a command to the other pack members. They immediately dispersed to purposefully sweep the town and gather all wolves of the pack that had just ceased to exist, being swallowed by Jared's own pack when he'd killed their Alpha. Soon, wolves in both human and beast facade, poured onto the street where each of them submitted as he walked by. Some tilted their heads sideways, some knelt, and others, wearing their fur coats, rolled onto their backs in a blatant show of submission. It made Jared hard just watching the spectacle, to feel the power of their submission, of his own victory. Those that dared look at him, really look, could see his glory and swallowed, whimpering at the thought of their new Alpha's claim on them.
He was almost all the way across town when he smelled it, just the wiff of it in the air and for a moment he thought he had been mistaken. That he had smelled the residual stench on himself, but another gust of wind made it clear as glass and Jared's head snapped sidewards with a growl. He didn't even take a second to think but barged towards the source of the smell, chest vibrating with the instinctive anger that his vocal cords emitted in so low a rumble that it was more felt than heard.
When he found the source of the irritating smell he did a strong double take. There was a boy, an adolescent in his later teens, kneeling on the ground, a bloody gash on his temple. Head lowered and body trembling, Jared hardly saw more than short brown hair and the dried blood of his wound. It seemed strange, wrong and Jared would have doubted himself if that smell, the stench of the blood on the boy's face, didn't carry such a definite note of the blood that was still all over Jared.
Instinct made Jared act without thought or hesitation. One vicious kick sent the teen backwards and Jared followed, riding the boy down where he landed on top of him, pinning the youth to the ground easily. The young wolf yelped at the sudden attack, but was otherwise powerless. Jared growled, legs pinning the boy's hips as one large hand closed around a pale throat, squeezing enough to make the body underneath him stiffen but not enough to choke. The Alpha bared his teeth as they elongated, lowering them, ready to dig them into that pale throat, rip open tender flesh. Then, a pair of wide, scared eyes green as the leaves of summer trees, gave him pause.
“Please!” A thin voice begged him in little more than a whisper as the flesh beneath Jared quivered, trembling in fear. “Please, don't kill me!”
Jared couldn't help the cruel laugh to escape him at the absurd plea. “I just killed your father. You're already dead.”
From the wounds on the teen's body he had probably tried to run like his older brother had, only to find himself captured, and Jared couldn't help mourning the fact because he looked so young and scared. There was no joy or satisfaction in the knowledge that the rules of the wild and his own instincts would sign the kid's death sentence, in truth, it already had.
“He wasn't... wasn't my father”, the boy whispered too fast words tumbling over one another and making him stutter.
Jared leaned down, nose pressing against the boy's neck and taking a deep breath. It was undeniable. “Liar. You're the Alpha's son. I can smell it...” The kid also smelled like fear, that bitter, sharp sting of life-threatening fear.
“I... no, he never... he never accepted me I- I'm an omega's child.”
Humming against the supple neck, Jared licked out to taste. The familiar mixture of musk and sweat, the sharp tang of adrenaline too, they were all there, but there was something underlying and it excited him more than it should. He understood what the boy was talking about. Alphas got to fuck whoever they wanted, but those children that weren't with their beta had to be accepted as offspring to have any standing in the pack. If this boy was the illegitimate child of an omega wolf and wasn't recognized as Alpha kin, he would be a nobody to the pack. But the rules were simple.
“You're his blood. It doesn't matter.” Only that it did, at least to Jared and the way the boy felt under him, the way he tasted and that smell that went beyond heritage and fear made a whole different set of instincts flare up in the Alpha. The heat and lust that had been brought forth by his victory spiked up once more, and his muscles trembled from the restraint it needed to not just flip the kid over right there on the street.
Jared hardly even noticed the way his hand tightened as he tried to hold back his instincts to fuck and kill. The pressure only eased when there was a wet choking sound from the twitching body beneath him as his grip closed. Those vibrantly green eyes stared at him, so wide that the white was visible all around and Jared leaned closer again, pressing his lips to the kid's ear.
“Do you want to live?” he whispered, hardly audible even for the one he was speaking to, but a jerk of the head confirmed the question. “Then let me make you an offer. You let me fuck you and I let you run as fast and far as you can. If you're good I will even wait a few minutes before sending my hounds after you.”
The teen's body was practically vibrating with tight little shakes at Jared's words, and there was a whimper that was fear and maybe something else. But not a single word left the boy's lips. Jared's patience ran out and he growled, clenching his hand harder around the soft throat.
“Deal?” He asked, nerves ground down to the last bit and he knew that if the kid refused him, he'd rip his throat out with the anger of rejection and the need to fulfill his Alpha instincts.
Just in time to stop the bloodbath, the boy nodded with frantically small up and down motions of his chin. A lungful of unconsciously held air wooshed from Jared's chest and he got up instantly. Hand still grasped around the kid's throat, he pulled the boy up too then spun and pushed him towards the next best house. He didn't care who lived there, or what it looked like because he was Alpha and he had the right to take it and the need to channel his actions.
Driven by need and want, he didn't even stop to think, or take in his surroundings. He heard the door fall shut behind him, and he simply threw the boy backwards, sending him sprawling onto the floor where he lay on his back blinking owlishly but unmoving. As his eyes focused again he simply stared at Jared breath coming too fast and jaw twitching with small trembles.
It wasn't until that moment that the Alpha stopped and really looked at the kid. He was tall for his age, slim and not yet filling out the frame of what would one day become broad shoulders. There were freckles on his nose, cheeks, and even on his ears, and his face was nearly too pretty, eyelashes and lips almost feminine, but the jaw masculine, angular and the nose a little crooked. He was stunning and Jared knew that every minute he would spend with the boy would make it more impossible to kill him later, but his decision had been made and his battling instincts of fuck or kill had settled on fuck for now, and that's what he was going to do. The boy's gaze fixed on Jaredexposed crotch and he swallowed visibly making Jared's mouth twitch into a grin.
His gaze skimmed over the still body on the floor and the boy's eyes dropped. Head tilting sideways in submission, the action made Jared's already half-hard cock swell even more because he was going to get the ultimate submission from his enemy's child and the simple thought of it was exciting his inner Alpha. It was twisted and wrong, but Jared's wolf was practically purring at the thought. He took two quick steps then dropped to sit on top of the boy's hips and immediately began grinding his swollen flesh against denim. Gripping the gray t-shirt that was stained with trickles of blood from the gash on the kid's head, he ripped the soiled cloth off the boy's chest. Surprised by the sudden exposure, the boy emitted a startled puppy yelp and the Alpha eyed appreciatively the lightly freckled skin over a slim, lightly muscled chest; with a bit of time and a healthy exercise, the youth could possess the body of a god.
Jared leaned down, licking across a pink nipple with a flat tongue and was very pleased when the young man underneath him arched up involuntarily, breath catching at the unexpected, pleasurable touch. The Alpha's nose pushed against lightly defined pectorals and he breathed in deeply, groaning in satisfaction as he found the boys smell fresh and unsoiled.
“You have never been with anyone, have you, kid?” The question was more rhetorical than anything because Jared could smell that he was with a virgin and if it was at all possible, Jared became even harder at the realization.
A nervous shake of the boy's head was still a huge satisfaction for the Alpha and Jared smoothed his large hands over the creamy skin he had bared and bent to lick along the tantalizing lines of muscle. When his restlessness became too much, Jared pulled back enough to unfasten the boy's jeans and removed the rest of the the clothing as quickly as he could. Jared was pleased to find that his partner was not unstirred by his attention and he breathed onto the half-hard cock of the teen, grinning when the boy's member jumped at the attention.
“What's your name?“ Under these circumstances it was already a completely ridiculous question, but in this situation, on the ground facing the boy's slowly growing dick, it was even more absurd.
“J- Jensen”, the teen whispered and Jared couldn't help grinning; he liked that name, even though it was the first time he'd heard it.
“Roll over, Jensen”, Jared commanded with a low growl in his chest, watching as the kid complied without word. Jensen shifted onto his stomach, covering his face with his arms, probably trying to hide his shame as his body flushed. Jared wouldn't have it though. Pulling his head up by the hair, he tapped on the youth's luscious lips with his fingers. “Open up.”
When those stare-worthy lips parted, Jared pushed two fingers in and was satisfied when, after a moment of gagging, the boy started sucking on them in earnest, slicking them up as good he could manage; the feeling made Jared grind against Jensen's ass. With his free hand, he reached down and slipped his dry thumb between Jensen's cheeks, gliding over his hole. Tight and untouched, the boy's muscles twitched and tightened at the sheer thought of intrusion.
Shifting, Jared leaned down, stretching his long arm to keep his fingers in Jensen's mouth aided by the boy lifting his head to chase after the hand that was slipping out of his reach, and licked a long swipe over the boy's ass; Jensen jerked with surprise, moaning around the tips of Jared's fingers in his mouth. The Alpha nosed lower and lapped at the musky heat for a moment before pushing his tongue against the pucker, trying to tease it open and slick it up a little in preparation for what he was about to do. When he pulled his hand free of Jensen's mouth the boy dropped his face back into the protective circle of his arms, but he hissed audibly as Jared pushed a whole, spit-slicked finger in too deep. It was too fast and too rough, and the muscles tightened into a choking ring around Jared's digit. Jensen's body started trembling and his breathing hitched at the unmistakable burn of the rough preparation.
Unfazed by the boy's reaction, Jared continued, moving too fast, jerking his finger in and out roughly before adding another; pushing and pulling to stretch the boy's formerly untouched ass, all the while fighting the desire to just fuck him raw and fast. He wasn't a cruel person, but there was only so much he could do to stop the beast inside himself, when all of his instincts shouted for blood and seed. Jared stopped too soon; spitting into his hand and not asking if the boy was ready, he simply slicked the spit over himself and pulled the boy roughly to his knees.
When he pushed in with a hard stroke, dick sinking in not even half the way due to the tightness of the unused body he was fucking, Jensen cried out. Unable to hold himself up any longer, his trembling arms gave in and he dropped his chest to the floor, with his back arched and head down. This put his ass in the air as his forehead lay against the floor boards.
Jared groaned, hips rocking in barely-there strokes, attempting to uncoil some of the cramping muscles that were practically choking his cock. He was big and he knew it. Jensen must feel like he's being split open by a fucking donkey, even with the prep, yet he didn't say a word, just whimpering slightly as Jared pushed in further. The boy clenched down harder and Jared growled once more, this time putting the authority of his Alpha status into it, the one that made any wolf of the pack want to submit immediately.
Jensen was no exception. His body started to relax reflectively and he let out a breath, as if relieved that his Alpha was taking charge of the situation. He seemed to drop into submission quickly, beautifully and Jared let his hands caress the boy's sides in appreciative pets, conveying his approval of the behavior.
When the tight pressure around him let up finally, Jared pushed in the rest of the way, delighted when, despite the hiss of discomfort, Jensen didn't clamp down on him again. Once Jared was fully sheathed there was no holding back anymore, and he pulled back slowly only to push back in harder. He didn't wait for the boy to adjust, just couldn't wait any longer, strokes becoming harder and faster and when Jensen whined, body jerking away as Jared hit a sensitive spot inside him, the Alpha grabbed the young man with both hands to pull him up and flush against himself, until Jensen was practically sitting on Jared's lap. The smaller back to the Alpha's chest, Jared gripped the boy and lifted, enough to continue pounding into him, feeling him squirm when a deep stroke hit something too sensitive.
Jared's nails elongated, drawing blood on the boy's arm and stomach where Jared was holding him in place, the smell of fresh blood heady and speeding Jared's movements all the more. Smearing red all over Jensen's body as they shifted, Jared pushed and licked the bloody spots wherever he could reach them without dislodging Jensen who was trembling with stuttering breath. Every time Jared would growl with pleasure and heat, Jensen moaned, back arching, obviously turned on by the sounds his Alpha was making. The perfect bitch for Jared's power. The uncomfortable squirming was no longer distinguishable anymore; there were only primal jerks and trembles, coursing though the young man whenever Jared's cock rammed into the right spots inside of him.
Looking over the boy's shoulder, Jared growled with delight; Jensen was hard, really hard. Jared licked his neck, sharp canine teeth raking over quivering skin and he reached down to grab the boy's hardness, and started pulling. When Jensen tensed, he knew he'd been too rough to draw it out for Jensen but he didn't slow down. After only a few repetitions, the boy threw his head back, yelping as he came unexpectedly, hot strings of come splattering against his stomach and Jared's hand, mixing with the blood and driving Jared mad with the smell if it. He brought his hand up and lapped at the mixture of release and blood and it tasted so good and dirty that he doubled his pace. Finding the angle insufficient, he turned them so Jensen was once again on his stomach, lying flat with Jared blanketing him as he fucked down into him as fast and hard as he could.
Hands were scrambling for purchase against the floorboards and Jared's nails dug deep into the boy's hips, seeing small trails of blood run to the floor. When Jared came it was with a sound that shook every surface around them and made Jensen whimper as his body trembled with it. Jared's hands let up and he wanted to pull out, to lick those bloody marks he had left on the young man's body clean but he stopped even before the movement had really started because instead of deflating like it usually did after coming, Jared's cock grew, was still growing; the knot, it started to swell inside Jensen sealing him shut and making any movement impossible.
Jared gasped, eyes growing wide because he knew he could knot, they all could. But usually it didn't happen very often when they were human. He once heard the fairy tale that wolves only knotted their mates, but that was obviously bullshit. Still, here he was inside Jensen, growing too big to move and groaning at the feeling of filling that tight ass more than he imagined was possible.
Jensen groaned and it wasn't the good, sex-noise kind of groan. He tried to pull away, to roll out from below Jared and the Alpha grabbed him hard and fast, trying to pin him to the spot. Obviously, it wasn't fast enough to stop Jensen's ass from stretching painfully around Jared's knot.
“Ow, fuck”, the teen hissed, body curling in on itself a little and eyes screwing shut.
Jared watched and wondered how much of the pain was from the unusual stretch of the knotting, and what was from the fact that Jared had just given Jensen's virginal ass a thorough fucking with only half-assed preparation. Jared berated himself for it, but he just couldn't help himself at that moment. When Jensen tried to move again, Jared let a rumble fall from his chest that had the younger werewolf freeze immediately.
“Don't move!”
“But-” Jensen squirmed, eyes falling closed with painful creases around the corners. “It hurts... you're too big.”
“That's the knot. We can't separate now. Just relax” , Jared said quietly, nuzzling Jensen's ear to calm the young man down a little.
“W- what?” Green eyes looked over the boy's shoulder, wide and unblinking. “The knot? But only mates do that.”
Jared huffed out a sigh, smile tugging on his lips at the thought that Jensen had fallen for the same tale he had. He decided not to answer because whatever he could say would sound either stupid or cruel. Instead he shifted a little to blanket Jensen's body as good as he could, chin resting on his shoulder. The teen looked at him for a long moment sweat shimmering on his forehead from exertion, face unreadable as he chewed his lip.
Those lips were too good to pass up and Jared didn't think, he went for a kiss but his lips barely brushed Jensen's when the young man turned his head away, eyes screwing shut. The rejection made Jared growl with anger and his fingers dug hard into supple flesh. Jensen hissed, eyes snapping back open.
“So I'm not good enough to kiss you?”
“No, I-” Jensen broke off swallowing, eyes skimming over Jared's mouth and face. “There... there's his blood all over you, I- I can't.”
Jared frowned for a moment before he remembered what exactly had led them there and the residual taste of stale blood got to him through the excitement of their encounter. He blinked and suddenly felt a little sick at the thought that he had fucked Jensen with the blood of the boy's own father on his face, in his mouth. All he could do was nod understanding and not force himself onto the boy. Although, it was too late for that as well. Jensen hadn't put up any real resistance but Jared knew that didn't mean much. He was Alpha and Jensen was scared for his life. Jared flinched when he could feel another small shot of come emptying into Jensen and the boy whimpered; he'd felt it too. It was how the knotting worked and would probably go on like this for a while.
“How old are you?” Jared asked, suddenly feeling the need to know something about Jensen, anything. They would be inseperable for an unknown stretch of time.
The young man blushed a little, not looking at Jared. “Sixteen“, he said quietly. “And a half.” It was added hastily, as if to make him seem less like a baby in the eyes of the youngest Alpha of the state - and wasn't that ironic?
Jared cursed under his breath, hands running over the teenager's sides in careful exploration. “You're practically a child.”
The younger werewolf shrugged - and damn it, Jared was six years older than the guy he just fucked and he couldn't remember the last time he had felt too old instead of too young for something - pillowing his head on his arms, obviously giving up on the squirming, to get comfortable instead only a small frown on his face betraying the discomfort of pain.
“Thanks for not killing me, I guess... can I- when this is over, can I leave? Make a run for it?” Jensen asked hesitatingly, voice low and eyes wide and begging.
Jared could feel his heart lurch at how young he looked then. And suddenly Jared didn't want to let him leave anymore. Half of it was the fact that Jensen was omega and he behaved as such. At sixteen an omega wolf alone in the territories would hardly make it a week. But there was another part, more selfish and probably fueled by the fact that Jared was still balls deep inside Jensen's ass, filling the boy to the brim with his release. That part wanted to keep Jensen by his side, to repeat what they'd just done as often, as much as they wanted. Also, he wanted to protect the boy. That part, stupid and selfish as it may be, wanted to mate.
It was a scary impulse because Jared had slept with wolves he'd known his whole life, with good friends and the most powerful members of his pack. Mating with Jensen of all people, a sixteen year old omega and bastard son of his enemy, was completely absurd. But on another level it was also logical. The only way to cleanse Jensen from the mark his father's blood had left on him was for Jared to set his own mark, to claim the boy as his.
“Is that what you want? To be a fugitive?” Jared asked, unsure of what exactly he was doing.
“No. I want-” Jensen whispered, shaking his head a little. A slight shiver rocked his body and stole his breath shivering slightly when Jared's swollen cock pulsed out another string of come. Back arching, a small moan escaped his lips before he could continue. “I want to stay but... I want to live.”
“If you stay, even if I don't kill you, you'll be even less than an omega. That's no life to be had. Everyone who ever had an issue with the old Alpha will come to you for revenge.” Jared spoke quietly but with an absolute certainty in his voice. It was against all the rules for Jared to let him live, Jensen's life would be hell. Unless...
A sob escaped the young wolf as he nodded with a miserable expression. “I know. That's why I have to leave. Please.”
Jared petted the younger man's flanks and shoulders, trying to convey a sense of calm and caring. “You won't make it out there, Jensen.”
Tears spilled over the rim of Jensen's eyes and Jared knew that the boy was aware of his fate out in the territories. “I have to try... I'm scared of dying.”
It was terrible to watch and Jared sighed reaching out to brush away the tears from Jensen's eyes. The position on top of the younger man grew awkward so Jared curled an one arm around Jensen's waist and rolled them on their sides, careful not to jostle their joined parts. He pushed his arm under Jensen's head acting as a pillow, while the other stayed around the boy's stomach, holding him close. Jared lay snug to the teen, his body cradling the younger man, and it felt good.
“I have a proposition.” Jared wasn't able to pin-point when his ridiculous, fleeting idea had changed to a viable option, but here it was and he couldn't stop himself from at least trying. “There is one way you could stay and not be omega anymore.”
He could feel Jensen's breath speed up and the boy tried to turn his head awkwardly to look at Jared. “How?”
“Be my beta.” There it was, glaring at them with it's silly naivete.
“What? Why... why would you even want me? I'm sixteen.”
“And a half,” Jared added with a smirk.
The muscles in his stomach quivered and heat was coiling in his groin making his hips stutter in tiny strokes inside Jensen, hardly enough to shift at all but enough to tease and stretch Jensen around him making the boy groan in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Jared breathed in deeply memorizing the smell of Jensen's arousal as the young man's back arched a little and his eyes screwed shut, breath hitching. It filled Jared with incredible satisfaction when he reached around to find Jensen hard again, and this time he took his time teasing, spreading pre-come from the slit and tracing along the ridge below the swollen head of Jensen's cock with too slow movements.
The boy moaned, hips jerking towards the large hand that wasn't providing enough friction, making him hiss when Jared's knot deep inside him pulled too hard. When Jared felt every muscle in Jensen's body quiver, he gave mercy, finally taking the cock in a tight grip to start long pulls up the swollen shaft, in time with his shallow thrusts. Jared licked and bit on Jensen's neck and ear, whispering nonsensical words to the shaking young man. Jensen was keening and it was a tightrope walk between pain and pleasure as Jared's knot was practically splitting him in two, while his hand made Jensen's cock jerk as he burst with a choked cry, once more soiling Jared's hand.
Jared kissed the little dip behind Jensen's ear, nuzzling the short brown hair and licking at the blood that was sticking to the side of Jensen's face from the gash on his temple that had long since ceased bleeding.
“I don't care how old you are and I don't care who you are. I'm an Alpha and my instincts wanted me to rip your fucking throat out,” Jared whispered into the boys ear with the soft voice of a lover. The words made the body in front of his tense and Jensen's post-coital body went rigid within seconds. “But there was this other instinct that needed you like this, spread out and so fucking full of me that you could hardly bear it... and it was even stronger than the blood-lust.”
Jensen was completely still, silent and waiting as if afraid that one wrong move on his part could make Jared snap, and maybe it would. Jared's teeth, sharp and canine and unrestrained, dragged over the boy's neck and Jensen's head turned a little more, baring his throat to his Alpha in utter submission. Jared could feel Jensen's breath speeding up and his nose told him that it was as much from excitement as it was from fear.
“I still want nothing more than to sink my fangs into your neck,”Jared murmured, licking a long swipe over the taut tendons of Jensen's soft neck. “But you taste so good that I don't want to ruin this beauty, but claim it mine... mine.”
“W- why don't you?” Jensen asked, voice thin and breathy. “Why don't you just take me?”
“I already did,” Jared said with a dark chuckle, hips pushing forwards to make Jensen arch and groan at the movement of Jared's still swollen knot inside him while come was pulsing out every ither minute to fill Jensen even more.
“No I-” Jensen seemed to have a hard time to think over the feeling of Jared buried balls deep in his ass and the thought pleased the Alpha to no end. “If you want it... why not claim me, Alpha?”
Jensen calling him that, acknowledging him as such, made Jared's arm pull tight around the boy's stomach as the possessiveness that already had him in a choke-hold got another boost. Jared had to close his eyes and take a few deep breaths to not just turn and sink his fangs into the boy right that instant.
“Because that's not like buying a shirt, Jensen. I am talking about being mates. It means something. I can't just take that. You need to be on board.”
“You're really leaving me a choice?” Jensen sounded surprised and Jared pushed the sting away. It hurt that this was the kind of person Jensen thought him to be.
“Yes. Mate with me or make a run for it.” The choices were clear and they were probably both crappy from where Jensen was standing. But Jared was a little surprised at the clarity with which he knew that if Jensen decided for him, he'd make sure the kid wouldn't regret it.
The Alpha waited silently, giving the young man in front of him a moment to actually hear himself think. Jensen was quiet for a long while though and the silence dragged out to a point that had Jared's blood starting to boil. Worry turning to anger at the thought that Jensen would deny him, deny his Alpha. He would make good on his promise though, and let the boy go, but Jared already felt his body turn cold at the thought.
“I'll do it,” Jensen said suddenly, voice calm but very quiet.
Jared's head snapped up and he stared at the side of Jensen's face that he could see. The boy's cheeks were flushed and his eyes were averted. Jared's heart was beating faster at what he thought Jensen had just said, however he needed to hear it loud and clear.
“What?”
“I'll-” Green eyes turned towards him and their gazes locked for a few silent seconds. “I'll be your mate.”
The moment Jensen's words registered with Jared, the restraint the Alpha had maintained on his instincts snapped. Growling loud and low, fingers digging into Jensen's flesh, he flipped the young man back to his stomach before pulling them both to their knees. Jensen yelped at the sudden manhandling, biting his lip as the movement jostled Jared's knot inside him, but tried to follow Jared's guidance with as little resistance as possible until he was on all fours. Now, with Jared half on top and half behind him, growling, he pulled his sharp nails down Jensen's back, making it arch and the boy hiss. Jared leaned down, licking on the scratches that had drawn blood, savoring the taste of Jensen right there on the tip of his tongue and let instinct take the wheel.
The growl turned fiercer, rumbling and shaking all surfaces around them as Jared let the change take him, feeling his limbs stretch and his skin prickle with hair, listening to Jensen groan at the shift in and around him. The boy's finger nails dug into the cracks of the floorboards as Jared's paws slipped over his back, scratching the skin more until he found the right footing and started thrusting hard and deep, making the beautiful creature underneath him yowl and jerk at every too hard push inside that tight heat.
Jared went fast and hard, faster and harder than he might ever have and Jensen was screaming with pain at every hard push. Still, he moved with Jared, rocking back, gasping when Jared pulled back as much as his swollen cock would let him. The smell made Jared's wolf senses swim with blood and arousal, with Jensen's pheromones all over the place mixing with his own and the residue of bitter fear and adrenaline as Jared pounded into the bruised body beneath him.
Just as he came again in long throws of pleasure, Jared pushed hard enough that Jensen's body gave in, smacking face down to the floor, taking Jared with him. The Alpha neither cared nor noticed because his orgasm hit him like a fright train and he bit down. Teeth parted flesh and sunk deep into the nape of Jensen's neck, filling Jared's mouth with hot blood as he kept rocking into Jensen's come-slick ass while riding the aftershocks of his orgasm.
When finally Jared's knot started deflating and his mind regained a basic level of coherency, he pulled out his teeth and cock almost at the same time. Jensen hardly even twitched but he was leaking both from his neck-wound and a lower, dirtier place that filled Jared with utmost satisfaction. The Alpha howled, conveying the claim he had laid to every wolf in his territory and it felt so fucking good.
When Jared looked at his mate again he froze, forcing his body to change back. Once he was smooth and human again, he sunk to his knees next to the boy who was his now and reached out a hesitant hand.
Jensen was unconscious and that was probably a blessing because he looked broken, used. His body was bruised from Jared's hands and the hard floor, and his back was a mess of scratches. The wound on his neck was deeper than a usual mating bite and Jared wiped away some of the blood that still leaked from the spot to see if he had done too much damage. It wasn't pretty, but the wound didn't look life threatening.
The thing that really disturbed Jared was the blood smearing Jensen's ass, leaking out, mixed with white come and making Jared's heart clench. He ran his hand through Jensen's soft, short hair and sighed. He had hurt his mate badly when he'd let his instincts run wild with him. He would never do that again, that much he swore to himself.
Leaning down, he licked away the blood and come, cleaning the tears that had appeared from his rough treatment, making sure that every inch of his mate was clean and the worst bleeding stopped. Finding a blanket in the house only took a minute and he bundled his mate up in it before lifting the slim body of the boy into his arms and pressing him close. He would take his mate home and make sure that he was well cared for, made sure that Jensen would know that he was sorry...
Jared stepped out of the house to face Chad who was looking at him with wide eyes and tense shoulders. Jared didn't acknowledge him at all. What had gone down was more than obvious from their smell alone but he saw Chad's eyes skim over Jensen's unconscious form and the man swallowed at the sight. Jared only pulled Jensen closer to hide his mate from prying eyes before walking away, back straight and steps purposeful towards one goal: home.
***THE END***
Next in the verse: Way of the Wolf: One of the Pack
A/N: This was kinda kinky! LOL. There may be more to this verse if you guys like it :)
*hugs* Birdie
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Words: ~7,000
Disclaimer: This is fiction.
beta by jackfan2
Warnings: alpha!Jared, werewolf!Jensen, dub-con, violence/blood, biting, m/m sex, knotting, bestiality, underage (teenage!Jensen), age difference, character death (not J2), first time, D/s, blood play
for aythia who wanted underage dub-con with knotting and bestiality! It's her fault LOL (I may have provoked her though ;P )
Verse Master Post
Summary: The way of the wolf is simple. When a new Alpha takes over a pack he kills the offspring of his predecessor to secure his own lineage. As a werewolf, Jared knows all about the way of the beast. But when he lays eyes on the youngest son of the alpha he just dethroned, Jared throws the rules of the wild out the window to follow a very different instinct.
Jared knew he would win when the tail of his opponent twitched just before attacking. It was a sign of insecurity, of fatigue, and either one of those meant death in a battle of Alphas. He pounced with a roar that sounded more like a lion than a wolf but he wasn't just a wolf, he was a werewolf Alpha and he was going for the kill.
They collided in midair, hard and unhesitating. The impact held enough force to break human bones and bruise the flesh, but Jared ignored it, along with the claws that were digging into his dark fur coat. The pain served only to spur him on, and he cut the foreplay, lunging at his opponent to sink his fangs deeply into pulsating flesh. When they hit the ground, Jared didn't try to break the fall. Fangs still imbedded, he pressed his advantage and rolled on top of his opponent, biting down harder, deeper. Blood, hot and coppery, poured into his mouth and ran over his face, soaking his chocolate and coal colored coat in sticky red liquid.
There was a whine that choked to a stop as the body beneath him twitched and trembled for a few seconds. Sealing his opponent's fate, Jared pulled away, but he didn't let go. The unmistakable sensation of flesh tearing underneath his fangs heralded victory, as did the knowledge of the gaping wound it would leave behind. Blood pulsed outwards until there was no more and the heart that had been galloping underneath his paw stopped beating. It was over.
Jared stood over his prey, panting; the heady smell of blood and musk, combined with the adrenaline of the fight, left his muscles tight and his temper high. Only the cheers of human voices chanting his name, and wolfish howls of victory, brought Jared off the edge. Taking a few deep breaths, he regained enough conscious thought to make the change.
Standing on human legs once more, he shook blood-wet hair out of his eyes. Chest heaving breaths of excitement and exertion, he grinned, teeth stained red, face and chest sticky with blood. Arms spread in victory, he turned in a circle to face his pack where they were cheering and chanting. He had won.
Nobody had expected this. Only half a year as an Alpha, still too young to be respected by any of the packs around them, none had thought him capable of slaying the Alpha of their rivals. But he had shown them. They'd been mistaken when they had attacked his lands, thinking that the freshly risen Alpha would not put up much of a fight. Their Alpha had tried to steal Jared's pack, but he had turned the tables. Now, it was Jared who had just won a pack to add to his own. One fight had doubled his territory and his power and he was laughing, roaring with victory and the pack joined him until the volume reached deafening levels.
Chad was loudest of them all and his face was blood stained, as well. He and Chris had taken out the Alpha's oldest son. It made Jared's life easier because the only person who could challenge him as the new Alpha of this pack would be the offspring of the former. The second son had been clever enough to tuck his tail between his legs and run fast and hard as his brother fell. However, Jared knew that there were wolves tracking him, and if he made it out alive, his flight was shame enough to make sure he'd never come back. Jared was Alpha, more so than ever before.
Jared's senses were overwhelmed; the noise of his pack, the smell of blood... they were nothing now, compared to the overpowering release of pheromones. Heated by his prowess, the blood scent and his Alpha musk, every bitch in the territory was now wild for him, practically dripping for his Alpha cock. He grinned at Sandra who was naked like all of them - werewolves only turned human to be clothed in prude Hollywood movies - and she was practically writhing on an imaginary cock, nipples standing in hard buds as she spewed enough pheromones to make his mouth water. She wasn't the only one and even those alphas who didn't crave his cock weren't unaffected by the cloud of hormones. It was clear that the whole pack would be fucking this night and Jared couldn't help a dark chuckle as he contemplated his pick. He could have any of them, and he did frequently because he was Alpha and he could fuck whoever he wanted, especially while he was still un-mated.
“Alpha”, said a voice at his right shoulder. He turned to see Chad smirking. “You fucking did it.”
“Did you ever doubt me?”“ Jared asked with a bloody grin, spine straightening a little to accentuate his height that stood above all others. There was the vague sting and burn of the wounds he had sustained in the battle, but they were only shadows in the painfree haze of adrenaline and victory.
“Nah...” Chad grinned nodding towards the houses of the town with a raised eyebrow. “Do you want to say hi?”
Jared chuckled at his friend's glee but nodded. “Bring them all out here. It's time they stop hiding like little bitches and bare their throats to me.”
The blond man nodded and barked a command to the other pack members. They immediately dispersed to purposefully sweep the town and gather all wolves of the pack that had just ceased to exist, being swallowed by Jared's own pack when he'd killed their Alpha. Soon, wolves in both human and beast facade, poured onto the street where each of them submitted as he walked by. Some tilted their heads sideways, some knelt, and others, wearing their fur coats, rolled onto their backs in a blatant show of submission. It made Jared hard just watching the spectacle, to feel the power of their submission, of his own victory. Those that dared look at him, really look, could see his glory and swallowed, whimpering at the thought of their new Alpha's claim on them.
He was almost all the way across town when he smelled it, just the wiff of it in the air and for a moment he thought he had been mistaken. That he had smelled the residual stench on himself, but another gust of wind made it clear as glass and Jared's head snapped sidewards with a growl. He didn't even take a second to think but barged towards the source of the smell, chest vibrating with the instinctive anger that his vocal cords emitted in so low a rumble that it was more felt than heard.
When he found the source of the irritating smell he did a strong double take. There was a boy, an adolescent in his later teens, kneeling on the ground, a bloody gash on his temple. Head lowered and body trembling, Jared hardly saw more than short brown hair and the dried blood of his wound. It seemed strange, wrong and Jared would have doubted himself if that smell, the stench of the blood on the boy's face, didn't carry such a definite note of the blood that was still all over Jared.
Instinct made Jared act without thought or hesitation. One vicious kick sent the teen backwards and Jared followed, riding the boy down where he landed on top of him, pinning the youth to the ground easily. The young wolf yelped at the sudden attack, but was otherwise powerless. Jared growled, legs pinning the boy's hips as one large hand closed around a pale throat, squeezing enough to make the body underneath him stiffen but not enough to choke. The Alpha bared his teeth as they elongated, lowering them, ready to dig them into that pale throat, rip open tender flesh. Then, a pair of wide, scared eyes green as the leaves of summer trees, gave him pause.
“Please!” A thin voice begged him in little more than a whisper as the flesh beneath Jared quivered, trembling in fear. “Please, don't kill me!”
Jared couldn't help the cruel laugh to escape him at the absurd plea. “I just killed your father. You're already dead.”
From the wounds on the teen's body he had probably tried to run like his older brother had, only to find himself captured, and Jared couldn't help mourning the fact because he looked so young and scared. There was no joy or satisfaction in the knowledge that the rules of the wild and his own instincts would sign the kid's death sentence, in truth, it already had.
“He wasn't... wasn't my father”, the boy whispered too fast words tumbling over one another and making him stutter.
Jared leaned down, nose pressing against the boy's neck and taking a deep breath. It was undeniable. “Liar. You're the Alpha's son. I can smell it...” The kid also smelled like fear, that bitter, sharp sting of life-threatening fear.
“I... no, he never... he never accepted me I- I'm an omega's child.”
Humming against the supple neck, Jared licked out to taste. The familiar mixture of musk and sweat, the sharp tang of adrenaline too, they were all there, but there was something underlying and it excited him more than it should. He understood what the boy was talking about. Alphas got to fuck whoever they wanted, but those children that weren't with their beta had to be accepted as offspring to have any standing in the pack. If this boy was the illegitimate child of an omega wolf and wasn't recognized as Alpha kin, he would be a nobody to the pack. But the rules were simple.
“You're his blood. It doesn't matter.” Only that it did, at least to Jared and the way the boy felt under him, the way he tasted and that smell that went beyond heritage and fear made a whole different set of instincts flare up in the Alpha. The heat and lust that had been brought forth by his victory spiked up once more, and his muscles trembled from the restraint it needed to not just flip the kid over right there on the street.
Jared hardly even noticed the way his hand tightened as he tried to hold back his instincts to fuck and kill. The pressure only eased when there was a wet choking sound from the twitching body beneath him as his grip closed. Those vibrantly green eyes stared at him, so wide that the white was visible all around and Jared leaned closer again, pressing his lips to the kid's ear.
“Do you want to live?” he whispered, hardly audible even for the one he was speaking to, but a jerk of the head confirmed the question. “Then let me make you an offer. You let me fuck you and I let you run as fast and far as you can. If you're good I will even wait a few minutes before sending my hounds after you.”
The teen's body was practically vibrating with tight little shakes at Jared's words, and there was a whimper that was fear and maybe something else. But not a single word left the boy's lips. Jared's patience ran out and he growled, clenching his hand harder around the soft throat.
“Deal?” He asked, nerves ground down to the last bit and he knew that if the kid refused him, he'd rip his throat out with the anger of rejection and the need to fulfill his Alpha instincts.
Just in time to stop the bloodbath, the boy nodded with frantically small up and down motions of his chin. A lungful of unconsciously held air wooshed from Jared's chest and he got up instantly. Hand still grasped around the kid's throat, he pulled the boy up too then spun and pushed him towards the next best house. He didn't care who lived there, or what it looked like because he was Alpha and he had the right to take it and the need to channel his actions.
Driven by need and want, he didn't even stop to think, or take in his surroundings. He heard the door fall shut behind him, and he simply threw the boy backwards, sending him sprawling onto the floor where he lay on his back blinking owlishly but unmoving. As his eyes focused again he simply stared at Jared breath coming too fast and jaw twitching with small trembles.
It wasn't until that moment that the Alpha stopped and really looked at the kid. He was tall for his age, slim and not yet filling out the frame of what would one day become broad shoulders. There were freckles on his nose, cheeks, and even on his ears, and his face was nearly too pretty, eyelashes and lips almost feminine, but the jaw masculine, angular and the nose a little crooked. He was stunning and Jared knew that every minute he would spend with the boy would make it more impossible to kill him later, but his decision had been made and his battling instincts of fuck or kill had settled on fuck for now, and that's what he was going to do. The boy's gaze fixed on Jaredexposed crotch and he swallowed visibly making Jared's mouth twitch into a grin.
His gaze skimmed over the still body on the floor and the boy's eyes dropped. Head tilting sideways in submission, the action made Jared's already half-hard cock swell even more because he was going to get the ultimate submission from his enemy's child and the simple thought of it was exciting his inner Alpha. It was twisted and wrong, but Jared's wolf was practically purring at the thought. He took two quick steps then dropped to sit on top of the boy's hips and immediately began grinding his swollen flesh against denim. Gripping the gray t-shirt that was stained with trickles of blood from the gash on the kid's head, he ripped the soiled cloth off the boy's chest. Surprised by the sudden exposure, the boy emitted a startled puppy yelp and the Alpha eyed appreciatively the lightly freckled skin over a slim, lightly muscled chest; with a bit of time and a healthy exercise, the youth could possess the body of a god.
Jared leaned down, licking across a pink nipple with a flat tongue and was very pleased when the young man underneath him arched up involuntarily, breath catching at the unexpected, pleasurable touch. The Alpha's nose pushed against lightly defined pectorals and he breathed in deeply, groaning in satisfaction as he found the boys smell fresh and unsoiled.
“You have never been with anyone, have you, kid?” The question was more rhetorical than anything because Jared could smell that he was with a virgin and if it was at all possible, Jared became even harder at the realization.
A nervous shake of the boy's head was still a huge satisfaction for the Alpha and Jared smoothed his large hands over the creamy skin he had bared and bent to lick along the tantalizing lines of muscle. When his restlessness became too much, Jared pulled back enough to unfasten the boy's jeans and removed the rest of the the clothing as quickly as he could. Jared was pleased to find that his partner was not unstirred by his attention and he breathed onto the half-hard cock of the teen, grinning when the boy's member jumped at the attention.
“What's your name?“ Under these circumstances it was already a completely ridiculous question, but in this situation, on the ground facing the boy's slowly growing dick, it was even more absurd.
“J- Jensen”, the teen whispered and Jared couldn't help grinning; he liked that name, even though it was the first time he'd heard it.
“Roll over, Jensen”, Jared commanded with a low growl in his chest, watching as the kid complied without word. Jensen shifted onto his stomach, covering his face with his arms, probably trying to hide his shame as his body flushed. Jared wouldn't have it though. Pulling his head up by the hair, he tapped on the youth's luscious lips with his fingers. “Open up.”
When those stare-worthy lips parted, Jared pushed two fingers in and was satisfied when, after a moment of gagging, the boy started sucking on them in earnest, slicking them up as good he could manage; the feeling made Jared grind against Jensen's ass. With his free hand, he reached down and slipped his dry thumb between Jensen's cheeks, gliding over his hole. Tight and untouched, the boy's muscles twitched and tightened at the sheer thought of intrusion.
Shifting, Jared leaned down, stretching his long arm to keep his fingers in Jensen's mouth aided by the boy lifting his head to chase after the hand that was slipping out of his reach, and licked a long swipe over the boy's ass; Jensen jerked with surprise, moaning around the tips of Jared's fingers in his mouth. The Alpha nosed lower and lapped at the musky heat for a moment before pushing his tongue against the pucker, trying to tease it open and slick it up a little in preparation for what he was about to do. When he pulled his hand free of Jensen's mouth the boy dropped his face back into the protective circle of his arms, but he hissed audibly as Jared pushed a whole, spit-slicked finger in too deep. It was too fast and too rough, and the muscles tightened into a choking ring around Jared's digit. Jensen's body started trembling and his breathing hitched at the unmistakable burn of the rough preparation.
Unfazed by the boy's reaction, Jared continued, moving too fast, jerking his finger in and out roughly before adding another; pushing and pulling to stretch the boy's formerly untouched ass, all the while fighting the desire to just fuck him raw and fast. He wasn't a cruel person, but there was only so much he could do to stop the beast inside himself, when all of his instincts shouted for blood and seed. Jared stopped too soon; spitting into his hand and not asking if the boy was ready, he simply slicked the spit over himself and pulled the boy roughly to his knees.
When he pushed in with a hard stroke, dick sinking in not even half the way due to the tightness of the unused body he was fucking, Jensen cried out. Unable to hold himself up any longer, his trembling arms gave in and he dropped his chest to the floor, with his back arched and head down. This put his ass in the air as his forehead lay against the floor boards.
Jared groaned, hips rocking in barely-there strokes, attempting to uncoil some of the cramping muscles that were practically choking his cock. He was big and he knew it. Jensen must feel like he's being split open by a fucking donkey, even with the prep, yet he didn't say a word, just whimpering slightly as Jared pushed in further. The boy clenched down harder and Jared growled once more, this time putting the authority of his Alpha status into it, the one that made any wolf of the pack want to submit immediately.
Jensen was no exception. His body started to relax reflectively and he let out a breath, as if relieved that his Alpha was taking charge of the situation. He seemed to drop into submission quickly, beautifully and Jared let his hands caress the boy's sides in appreciative pets, conveying his approval of the behavior.
When the tight pressure around him let up finally, Jared pushed in the rest of the way, delighted when, despite the hiss of discomfort, Jensen didn't clamp down on him again. Once Jared was fully sheathed there was no holding back anymore, and he pulled back slowly only to push back in harder. He didn't wait for the boy to adjust, just couldn't wait any longer, strokes becoming harder and faster and when Jensen whined, body jerking away as Jared hit a sensitive spot inside him, the Alpha grabbed the young man with both hands to pull him up and flush against himself, until Jensen was practically sitting on Jared's lap. The smaller back to the Alpha's chest, Jared gripped the boy and lifted, enough to continue pounding into him, feeling him squirm when a deep stroke hit something too sensitive.
Jared's nails elongated, drawing blood on the boy's arm and stomach where Jared was holding him in place, the smell of fresh blood heady and speeding Jared's movements all the more. Smearing red all over Jensen's body as they shifted, Jared pushed and licked the bloody spots wherever he could reach them without dislodging Jensen who was trembling with stuttering breath. Every time Jared would growl with pleasure and heat, Jensen moaned, back arching, obviously turned on by the sounds his Alpha was making. The perfect bitch for Jared's power. The uncomfortable squirming was no longer distinguishable anymore; there were only primal jerks and trembles, coursing though the young man whenever Jared's cock rammed into the right spots inside of him.
Looking over the boy's shoulder, Jared growled with delight; Jensen was hard, really hard. Jared licked his neck, sharp canine teeth raking over quivering skin and he reached down to grab the boy's hardness, and started pulling. When Jensen tensed, he knew he'd been too rough to draw it out for Jensen but he didn't slow down. After only a few repetitions, the boy threw his head back, yelping as he came unexpectedly, hot strings of come splattering against his stomach and Jared's hand, mixing with the blood and driving Jared mad with the smell if it. He brought his hand up and lapped at the mixture of release and blood and it tasted so good and dirty that he doubled his pace. Finding the angle insufficient, he turned them so Jensen was once again on his stomach, lying flat with Jared blanketing him as he fucked down into him as fast and hard as he could.
Hands were scrambling for purchase against the floorboards and Jared's nails dug deep into the boy's hips, seeing small trails of blood run to the floor. When Jared came it was with a sound that shook every surface around them and made Jensen whimper as his body trembled with it. Jared's hands let up and he wanted to pull out, to lick those bloody marks he had left on the young man's body clean but he stopped even before the movement had really started because instead of deflating like it usually did after coming, Jared's cock grew, was still growing; the knot, it started to swell inside Jensen sealing him shut and making any movement impossible.
Jared gasped, eyes growing wide because he knew he could knot, they all could. But usually it didn't happen very often when they were human. He once heard the fairy tale that wolves only knotted their mates, but that was obviously bullshit. Still, here he was inside Jensen, growing too big to move and groaning at the feeling of filling that tight ass more than he imagined was possible.
Jensen groaned and it wasn't the good, sex-noise kind of groan. He tried to pull away, to roll out from below Jared and the Alpha grabbed him hard and fast, trying to pin him to the spot. Obviously, it wasn't fast enough to stop Jensen's ass from stretching painfully around Jared's knot.
“Ow, fuck”, the teen hissed, body curling in on itself a little and eyes screwing shut.
Jared watched and wondered how much of the pain was from the unusual stretch of the knotting, and what was from the fact that Jared had just given Jensen's virginal ass a thorough fucking with only half-assed preparation. Jared berated himself for it, but he just couldn't help himself at that moment. When Jensen tried to move again, Jared let a rumble fall from his chest that had the younger werewolf freeze immediately.
“Don't move!”
“But-” Jensen squirmed, eyes falling closed with painful creases around the corners. “It hurts... you're too big.”
“That's the knot. We can't separate now. Just relax” , Jared said quietly, nuzzling Jensen's ear to calm the young man down a little.
“W- what?” Green eyes looked over the boy's shoulder, wide and unblinking. “The knot? But only mates do that.”
Jared huffed out a sigh, smile tugging on his lips at the thought that Jensen had fallen for the same tale he had. He decided not to answer because whatever he could say would sound either stupid or cruel. Instead he shifted a little to blanket Jensen's body as good as he could, chin resting on his shoulder. The teen looked at him for a long moment sweat shimmering on his forehead from exertion, face unreadable as he chewed his lip.
Those lips were too good to pass up and Jared didn't think, he went for a kiss but his lips barely brushed Jensen's when the young man turned his head away, eyes screwing shut. The rejection made Jared growl with anger and his fingers dug hard into supple flesh. Jensen hissed, eyes snapping back open.
“So I'm not good enough to kiss you?”
“No, I-” Jensen broke off swallowing, eyes skimming over Jared's mouth and face. “There... there's his blood all over you, I- I can't.”
Jared frowned for a moment before he remembered what exactly had led them there and the residual taste of stale blood got to him through the excitement of their encounter. He blinked and suddenly felt a little sick at the thought that he had fucked Jensen with the blood of the boy's own father on his face, in his mouth. All he could do was nod understanding and not force himself onto the boy. Although, it was too late for that as well. Jensen hadn't put up any real resistance but Jared knew that didn't mean much. He was Alpha and Jensen was scared for his life. Jared flinched when he could feel another small shot of come emptying into Jensen and the boy whimpered; he'd felt it too. It was how the knotting worked and would probably go on like this for a while.
“How old are you?” Jared asked, suddenly feeling the need to know something about Jensen, anything. They would be inseperable for an unknown stretch of time.
The young man blushed a little, not looking at Jared. “Sixteen“, he said quietly. “And a half.” It was added hastily, as if to make him seem less like a baby in the eyes of the youngest Alpha of the state - and wasn't that ironic?
Jared cursed under his breath, hands running over the teenager's sides in careful exploration. “You're practically a child.”
The younger werewolf shrugged - and damn it, Jared was six years older than the guy he just fucked and he couldn't remember the last time he had felt too old instead of too young for something - pillowing his head on his arms, obviously giving up on the squirming, to get comfortable instead only a small frown on his face betraying the discomfort of pain.
“Thanks for not killing me, I guess... can I- when this is over, can I leave? Make a run for it?” Jensen asked hesitatingly, voice low and eyes wide and begging.
Jared could feel his heart lurch at how young he looked then. And suddenly Jared didn't want to let him leave anymore. Half of it was the fact that Jensen was omega and he behaved as such. At sixteen an omega wolf alone in the territories would hardly make it a week. But there was another part, more selfish and probably fueled by the fact that Jared was still balls deep inside Jensen's ass, filling the boy to the brim with his release. That part wanted to keep Jensen by his side, to repeat what they'd just done as often, as much as they wanted. Also, he wanted to protect the boy. That part, stupid and selfish as it may be, wanted to mate.
It was a scary impulse because Jared had slept with wolves he'd known his whole life, with good friends and the most powerful members of his pack. Mating with Jensen of all people, a sixteen year old omega and bastard son of his enemy, was completely absurd. But on another level it was also logical. The only way to cleanse Jensen from the mark his father's blood had left on him was for Jared to set his own mark, to claim the boy as his.
“Is that what you want? To be a fugitive?” Jared asked, unsure of what exactly he was doing.
“No. I want-” Jensen whispered, shaking his head a little. A slight shiver rocked his body and stole his breath shivering slightly when Jared's swollen cock pulsed out another string of come. Back arching, a small moan escaped his lips before he could continue. “I want to stay but... I want to live.”
“If you stay, even if I don't kill you, you'll be even less than an omega. That's no life to be had. Everyone who ever had an issue with the old Alpha will come to you for revenge.” Jared spoke quietly but with an absolute certainty in his voice. It was against all the rules for Jared to let him live, Jensen's life would be hell. Unless...
A sob escaped the young wolf as he nodded with a miserable expression. “I know. That's why I have to leave. Please.”
Jared petted the younger man's flanks and shoulders, trying to convey a sense of calm and caring. “You won't make it out there, Jensen.”
Tears spilled over the rim of Jensen's eyes and Jared knew that the boy was aware of his fate out in the territories. “I have to try... I'm scared of dying.”
It was terrible to watch and Jared sighed reaching out to brush away the tears from Jensen's eyes. The position on top of the younger man grew awkward so Jared curled an one arm around Jensen's waist and rolled them on their sides, careful not to jostle their joined parts. He pushed his arm under Jensen's head acting as a pillow, while the other stayed around the boy's stomach, holding him close. Jared lay snug to the teen, his body cradling the younger man, and it felt good.
“I have a proposition.” Jared wasn't able to pin-point when his ridiculous, fleeting idea had changed to a viable option, but here it was and he couldn't stop himself from at least trying. “There is one way you could stay and not be omega anymore.”
He could feel Jensen's breath speed up and the boy tried to turn his head awkwardly to look at Jared. “How?”
“Be my beta.” There it was, glaring at them with it's silly naivete.
“What? Why... why would you even want me? I'm sixteen.”
“And a half,” Jared added with a smirk.
The muscles in his stomach quivered and heat was coiling in his groin making his hips stutter in tiny strokes inside Jensen, hardly enough to shift at all but enough to tease and stretch Jensen around him making the boy groan in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Jared breathed in deeply memorizing the smell of Jensen's arousal as the young man's back arched a little and his eyes screwed shut, breath hitching. It filled Jared with incredible satisfaction when he reached around to find Jensen hard again, and this time he took his time teasing, spreading pre-come from the slit and tracing along the ridge below the swollen head of Jensen's cock with too slow movements.
The boy moaned, hips jerking towards the large hand that wasn't providing enough friction, making him hiss when Jared's knot deep inside him pulled too hard. When Jared felt every muscle in Jensen's body quiver, he gave mercy, finally taking the cock in a tight grip to start long pulls up the swollen shaft, in time with his shallow thrusts. Jared licked and bit on Jensen's neck and ear, whispering nonsensical words to the shaking young man. Jensen was keening and it was a tightrope walk between pain and pleasure as Jared's knot was practically splitting him in two, while his hand made Jensen's cock jerk as he burst with a choked cry, once more soiling Jared's hand.
Jared kissed the little dip behind Jensen's ear, nuzzling the short brown hair and licking at the blood that was sticking to the side of Jensen's face from the gash on his temple that had long since ceased bleeding.
“I don't care how old you are and I don't care who you are. I'm an Alpha and my instincts wanted me to rip your fucking throat out,” Jared whispered into the boys ear with the soft voice of a lover. The words made the body in front of his tense and Jensen's post-coital body went rigid within seconds. “But there was this other instinct that needed you like this, spread out and so fucking full of me that you could hardly bear it... and it was even stronger than the blood-lust.”
Jensen was completely still, silent and waiting as if afraid that one wrong move on his part could make Jared snap, and maybe it would. Jared's teeth, sharp and canine and unrestrained, dragged over the boy's neck and Jensen's head turned a little more, baring his throat to his Alpha in utter submission. Jared could feel Jensen's breath speeding up and his nose told him that it was as much from excitement as it was from fear.
“I still want nothing more than to sink my fangs into your neck,”Jared murmured, licking a long swipe over the taut tendons of Jensen's soft neck. “But you taste so good that I don't want to ruin this beauty, but claim it mine... mine.”
“W- why don't you?” Jensen asked, voice thin and breathy. “Why don't you just take me?”
“I already did,” Jared said with a dark chuckle, hips pushing forwards to make Jensen arch and groan at the movement of Jared's still swollen knot inside him while come was pulsing out every ither minute to fill Jensen even more.
“No I-” Jensen seemed to have a hard time to think over the feeling of Jared buried balls deep in his ass and the thought pleased the Alpha to no end. “If you want it... why not claim me, Alpha?”
Jensen calling him that, acknowledging him as such, made Jared's arm pull tight around the boy's stomach as the possessiveness that already had him in a choke-hold got another boost. Jared had to close his eyes and take a few deep breaths to not just turn and sink his fangs into the boy right that instant.
“Because that's not like buying a shirt, Jensen. I am talking about being mates. It means something. I can't just take that. You need to be on board.”
“You're really leaving me a choice?” Jensen sounded surprised and Jared pushed the sting away. It hurt that this was the kind of person Jensen thought him to be.
“Yes. Mate with me or make a run for it.” The choices were clear and they were probably both crappy from where Jensen was standing. But Jared was a little surprised at the clarity with which he knew that if Jensen decided for him, he'd make sure the kid wouldn't regret it.
The Alpha waited silently, giving the young man in front of him a moment to actually hear himself think. Jensen was quiet for a long while though and the silence dragged out to a point that had Jared's blood starting to boil. Worry turning to anger at the thought that Jensen would deny him, deny his Alpha. He would make good on his promise though, and let the boy go, but Jared already felt his body turn cold at the thought.
“I'll do it,” Jensen said suddenly, voice calm but very quiet.
Jared's head snapped up and he stared at the side of Jensen's face that he could see. The boy's cheeks were flushed and his eyes were averted. Jared's heart was beating faster at what he thought Jensen had just said, however he needed to hear it loud and clear.
“What?”
“I'll-” Green eyes turned towards him and their gazes locked for a few silent seconds. “I'll be your mate.”
The moment Jensen's words registered with Jared, the restraint the Alpha had maintained on his instincts snapped. Growling loud and low, fingers digging into Jensen's flesh, he flipped the young man back to his stomach before pulling them both to their knees. Jensen yelped at the sudden manhandling, biting his lip as the movement jostled Jared's knot inside him, but tried to follow Jared's guidance with as little resistance as possible until he was on all fours. Now, with Jared half on top and half behind him, growling, he pulled his sharp nails down Jensen's back, making it arch and the boy hiss. Jared leaned down, licking on the scratches that had drawn blood, savoring the taste of Jensen right there on the tip of his tongue and let instinct take the wheel.
The growl turned fiercer, rumbling and shaking all surfaces around them as Jared let the change take him, feeling his limbs stretch and his skin prickle with hair, listening to Jensen groan at the shift in and around him. The boy's finger nails dug into the cracks of the floorboards as Jared's paws slipped over his back, scratching the skin more until he found the right footing and started thrusting hard and deep, making the beautiful creature underneath him yowl and jerk at every too hard push inside that tight heat.
Jared went fast and hard, faster and harder than he might ever have and Jensen was screaming with pain at every hard push. Still, he moved with Jared, rocking back, gasping when Jared pulled back as much as his swollen cock would let him. The smell made Jared's wolf senses swim with blood and arousal, with Jensen's pheromones all over the place mixing with his own and the residue of bitter fear and adrenaline as Jared pounded into the bruised body beneath him.
Just as he came again in long throws of pleasure, Jared pushed hard enough that Jensen's body gave in, smacking face down to the floor, taking Jared with him. The Alpha neither cared nor noticed because his orgasm hit him like a fright train and he bit down. Teeth parted flesh and sunk deep into the nape of Jensen's neck, filling Jared's mouth with hot blood as he kept rocking into Jensen's come-slick ass while riding the aftershocks of his orgasm.
When finally Jared's knot started deflating and his mind regained a basic level of coherency, he pulled out his teeth and cock almost at the same time. Jensen hardly even twitched but he was leaking both from his neck-wound and a lower, dirtier place that filled Jared with utmost satisfaction. The Alpha howled, conveying the claim he had laid to every wolf in his territory and it felt so fucking good.
When Jared looked at his mate again he froze, forcing his body to change back. Once he was smooth and human again, he sunk to his knees next to the boy who was his now and reached out a hesitant hand.
Jensen was unconscious and that was probably a blessing because he looked broken, used. His body was bruised from Jared's hands and the hard floor, and his back was a mess of scratches. The wound on his neck was deeper than a usual mating bite and Jared wiped away some of the blood that still leaked from the spot to see if he had done too much damage. It wasn't pretty, but the wound didn't look life threatening.
The thing that really disturbed Jared was the blood smearing Jensen's ass, leaking out, mixed with white come and making Jared's heart clench. He ran his hand through Jensen's soft, short hair and sighed. He had hurt his mate badly when he'd let his instincts run wild with him. He would never do that again, that much he swore to himself.
Leaning down, he licked away the blood and come, cleaning the tears that had appeared from his rough treatment, making sure that every inch of his mate was clean and the worst bleeding stopped. Finding a blanket in the house only took a minute and he bundled his mate up in it before lifting the slim body of the boy into his arms and pressing him close. He would take his mate home and make sure that he was well cared for, made sure that Jensen would know that he was sorry...
Jared stepped out of the house to face Chad who was looking at him with wide eyes and tense shoulders. Jared didn't acknowledge him at all. What had gone down was more than obvious from their smell alone but he saw Chad's eyes skim over Jensen's unconscious form and the man swallowed at the sight. Jared only pulled Jensen closer to hide his mate from prying eyes before walking away, back straight and steps purposeful towards one goal: home.
***THE END***
Next in the verse: Way of the Wolf: One of the Pack
A/N: This was kinda kinky! LOL. There may be more to this verse if you guys like it :)
*hugs* Birdie