A Primal Right.
Title: A Primal Right.
Author: lovenhardt1
Banner:qafmaniac.
Word Count: ~58.000. This chapter 2.749
Pairing: Adam/Tommy (Werewolf).
Warnings: Sexual content, minor character death.
Rating: NC17
Disclaimers: The people you might recognize in here are NOT mine. I'm not making any profit, I'm only doing this for fun. There is no way this ever happened and so on. Oh…. And werewolves don’t exist either…. Sowry.
Beta:thrace_adams. Thank you sweetie for all your help, I love you so much for it! All your hard work made mine shine.
Type: Werewolf AU. Romance with just enough angst to make it good.
A/N: This fic is written for my dear friend dkymekare because she loves wolves above.
I had some really incredible cheerleaders on this fic!!! I love you all dearly! And I couldn’t have done it without you! So THANK YOU!!!
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Summary: You know that feeling of being in control? Of knowing what happens next? You’ve got it all worked out, knows it’ll be hard work but worth it. You’re so focused on carefully laid plans that you kinda forgot about you…. but then something or someone comes along and changes everything. Suddenly you’re not even in charge of your own heart anymore. Yeah. That’s what happened to me.
Sit down and let me tell you a story… you might want to put your legs up and get comfortable, we’ll be here for a while.
It all began a day I was letting my wolf have some fun in the woods…
Adam and I stood there for a moment just looking at each other after Mike dragged Mia away. Almost scared to ruin it I suppose. Adam was biting his lip, and then slowly so very slowly, he brushed his knuckles along my jawline and we both let out a small strangled sound. Adam chuckled a little and let his hand fall down.
“Um, did I get you in trouble?”
“Yeah, no….maybe, but it’s not your fault. None of it is. I’ll handle it later. We need to find a quiet place, I have to tell you something and I need you to listen.”
“Okay, I know where to go.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards a door across the room. I could feel Mia’s eyes on me the whole time, Tommy please! Please think this through!
I waved her off and blocked her out. She deserved it after the scene she just caused and for having so little faith in me, at least that's how I felt. Adam opened the door and as soon as we were in the small office-like room he closed it behind us. He didn’t let go of my hand and to be honest I didn’t want him to.
I looked around the room trying to stall for a few seconds. I had no idea where to begin and I hated to have to end this before it really began.
I could feel his eyes on me, hear his heart pound rapidly in his chest and the air was filled with pheromones. He wanted me, craved me in the exact same way I did him, which just made everything so much more difficult.
“Tommy?”
“Yeah, give me a second to gather my thoughts. I kinda planned to get out of here before you spotted me.”
“Why? Is it because I know about the wolf? I won’t tell, I swear. You secret is safe with me.”
He must have read my wary expression because he squeezed my hand and pulled me a little closer going on with a reassuring tone, “I would never hurt you.”
My heart clenched and before I knew what the actual fuck I was doing I brushed a lock of his hair from his forehead. Realizing what I was doing, I let my hand drop “I know, Adam. The thing is - you already do hurt me, and I hurt you too…. Or that’s what I’m about to.”
He blinked owlishly “Oh?”
“Yeah. This,” I waved a hand between us. “This bond between us, this need to be together? To touch? Do you have any idea what that is?”
He shook his head, blue eyes staring back at me so openly it made my heart ache. It was like he was letting me look right into his heart and soul, leaving himself wide open for me. I would never forget that for as long as I lived. Whispering to me, he just laid it out there, “No, I just feel it, like you belong to me or something. I can’t stop thinking about you. I want to, I don’t even know…. Be one with you?”
I smiled softly, butterflies going crazy in my stomach, hearing him say it made it so much more real. I know it sounds stupid. But that’s how it felt. Call me a pussy, I couldn’t care less.
“Yeah? It is because I do, belong to you that is. I was created for you and you for me. You’re my mate.”
“Mate?” Surprise and understanding appeared on his face, but then confusion took over. “But didn’t Mia-“
“It’s a wolf thing and it’s actually really rare that it happens between a were and a human. I need you to remember that Adam.”
“Um….okay… But if we’re meant for each other -why are you going to hurt me then? Oh, because you’re supposed to mate with her?”
Somehow while we were talking we had ended up with my palms on his chest and his arm snaked around my waist. I guess that just how it works, this pull towards each other. The need to touch overrules common sense.
“Yeah. Because you and I can’t happen Adam, and I’m sorry!” I hated to say it, hated the look in his eyes as he tried to understand.
“Because you’ve got a mate in Mia too? But if you’re mine then why? Does this make sense? To have two people created just for you?”
Trying to explain, I continued, “No it’s not like that, you’re the one created for me. Unfortunately, it’s not that simple. Mia and I were promised to each other when we were born. She's my best friend; we grew up together, in separate packs but still in the same habitat. She depends on me.”
“When you were born?" Adam cried out in disbelief. "Tommy this isn’t the Middle Ages, I’m pretty sure you can just say you don’t want to, if you don’t.”
I bit my lip, pondering how to make him understand. “Our packs live together, not literally, not even my own pack lives together. We can’t be brought together as one pack if we don't mate. Mia and I, we we’re both born to be alphas, but because Mia is female the alpha in her isn’t as strong. Basically that means she’ll only lead the pack if I die. Like my mother is the alpha of our pack right now, ever since my dad died two years ago. She’ll do that until the next full moon, when I'll come of age and take over the responsibility. By tying myself to Mia our pack will double in size and strength. And we’re planning to make change, bring the pack into the present and change some of the more archaic laws.”
“Oh. But what does that mean? Wouldn’t you two be able to make change with me in there somewhere? Wouldn’t your pack understand? That we’re meant for each other?”
“They would, if we had met under different circumstances. Nobody in my pack would raise an eyebrow at me choosing my destined mate, and actually they’d urge me to do so, if they found out. But it would mean our packs would be unable to merge, the dynamics of the past would have remain.” I don't know why I was fighting so hard to follow rules that I'd already broken but I honestly couldn't do anything else.
“Oh, baby.”
“Secondly, if I introduced you to my pack now, the chances are higher that our highest ruler Darren would find out that I’ve broken our laws, which would mean I could be punished.”
“Punished?”
“Yeah.”
He ran his palms soothing along my back sending waves of heat through my body.
“Like ‘no music for a month punished’ or ‘punished, punished’ you know with pain involved? And what laws?”
His expression was pure concentration; he truly wanted to understand all this.
I sighed and continued. “I saved your life without knowing that you were my mate. I broke two fundamental laws, I let you see my transformation and I gave you my blood to survive. And I did it all before introducing you to the pack as a mate, before they acknowledged the mating. So yeah, I would get the hardest punishment. It would really hurt my wolf.” Just the thought of being separated from my pack, my family, was enough to make me forget that Adam, my mate had been in mortal danger when I saved him. That part almost seemed irrelevant now when I faced being shunned.
His breath hitched and I smelled his concern. “Like how?”
“Like being thrown out of the pack and deprived my birthright of becoming alpha to my pack. I'd be cursed to be a loner. As a wolf, well we live in packs for a reason. It would also leave my mother as alpha until Darren found a reason to challenge her for the pack. There's no way she could best him in a fight, even giving her best. She would die fighting and Darren would become even stronger.”
“Oh, God. I don’t want that for any of you. There has to be something we can do.”
I wished so badly I could find a way for that to happen, but I just couldn't.
“I can’t see how Adam. Trust me, I want to. I feel every little bit you feel, probably more so. But we can’t.” I looked over my shoulder glancing at the door, "I should probably go, Mia's probably going out of her skin."
Adam’s voice was firm when he redirected my attention to him. “I need to know Tommy. Mia? Is she really just a friend?”
“Yes! And she feels the same way. It's just; her entire life has been built around me, around our dreams for the future. She never dared to look beyond that. We love each other dearly, Adam. But it isn’t physical. We’re both affectionate people. I mean we like, kiss and touch all the time but we never kiss and we never touch like lovers. I’ve never felt about her the way I feel for you, um, not like I’ve ever kissed you but-“
“Yeah, that needs to change.”
Before I even registered what he said, he had me pinned against the door. My wrists were held in one of his hand and pulled above my head, while he roughly shoved a thigh in between my legs. Soft but determined lips pressed forcefully against mine, claiming them. I gasped and he pushed his tongue in. One of us, maybe even both of us moaned loudly. My senses short-circuited. The air around us was thick, hard to breathe, loaded with smells of want and a need as essential as the air I desperately needed in my lungs.
Devouring me, that was what he did, it took me a second or two to get my head in the game and start kissing back, taking as much as I was giving away. We were kissing like there was no fucking tomorrow. No kiss had ever been rougher, more desperate or fucking perfect than that one. And the hot arousal that had been simmering during our talk went boiling through our veins, spinning out of control with no sign of stopping.
Adam pressed his thigh against my erection offering me something to rub against and I desperately started thrusting against him, groaning loudly when I felt him doing the same thing. He had a nice rhythm going, rutting into the groove of my hip and the kisses got even messier, not really kissing as much as sharing the same moist, hot air between us.
Panting into my ear and flicking his tongue at the shell of it he asked, “Can you get off like this? Can I do that for you?” Then he bit down on the tendon in my neck and with a whimper, I was fucking gone. The orgasm had already been boiling low in my spine and that just sent me off. Adam followed seconds after and I realized there was nothing else in the world as beautiful as Adam being blissed out by an orgasm. Nothing in the world would ever compete. He released my hands and slumped into my arms. I wrapped them around him and my hands kinda went up into his hair all on their own.
“Shit Tommy. That was so fucking intense, I feel like I’m burning up.”
“Yeah, me too.”
He looked at me. I licked my lips; they were still tingling from his kisses. And judging by the look of Adam’s abused lips, mine probably looked bruised too. His eyes followed my tongue and with a small hurt sound he leaned down to kiss me. I met him half way, this time the kiss was sweet and searching, long wet licks and soft nibbles at lips, the kiss wasn’t going anywhere, it was kissing for the sake of kissing. And boy did I love kissing. But kissing Adam took the experience to a whole new level.
Whispering against my lips, he begged, “Don’t leave me, please don’t tell me we can’t have this.”
My heart felt like it was being torn in two, ripped out of my chest and trampled on. I took a deep breath, trying to focus on the pack instead of me. “Adam please, it isn't just us.”
Sad blue eyes met mine and ever so softly his hands cradled my face. “I understand that, but there has to be a way we can be together.”
I bit my lip and for a second I was ready to throw it all away, then a stupid thought occurred to me. It might have been the dumbest thing ever, but nevertheless I blurted out, “I’ll be yours for the next ten days.”
Pure relief and hope filled my senses and a cautious smile made his lips curl. "Then I’ll take that, maybe then-“
Oh no Adam, please don't do that to us.
“Ten days Adam, take it or leave it. I’ve got fifty wolves counting on me.”
His scent didn’t change, but I got a small nod and a hesitant, “Okay.”
I figured that was as much as I would get from him at the moment, so I settled.
“We need to talk to Mia.”
“Yeah, will she understand?”
I honestly didn’t know, but I knew I couldn’t go out there facing her with the other wolves there. Smelling like sex and still a bit boneless. There was no way I’d do that to her.
“We’ll see, won’t we? Just know that whatever happens, it isn’t about you. It is about the pack.”
I got a small careful smile and he took my hand, getting ready to leave the room. I held him back.
“Not out there Adam, we don’t need to hurt her like that. I’ll ask her to come to us.”
I opened my mind to Mia and sensed her right away. Sweetie? Could you come in here? I got an immediate response. You really want me to?
I smiled a little at that, her anger was gone from her voice and she sounded like she didn’t want to intrude. She made me so confused. Yeah we need to talk.
Adam looked at me funnily and it suddenly occurred to me, “Telepathy. That’s the wolf way.”
His eyes went wide and a huge grin spread across his beautiful face. There was a quiet knock on the door and then Mia walked into the room, closing the door behind her. One sniff would tell her what we’d been up to if looking at us didn’t. So I waited for her anger to return, or at least resentment. Instead she walked right over to me and wrapped me in a huge hug. I sniffed her neck carefully and pulled back to look at her. The only scents I could pick up on were toned down surrender and patience.
“You don’t smell angry? Why are you not angry?”
“Oh Tommy, I’m not. I’ll tell you later. You smell like sex and love, though.” An utterly evil smirk played on her lips and a wicked spark in her eyes teased me.
A snort made us look at Adam; he had his hand over his lips as if he was trying to keep himself from blurting out something embarrassing. Mia understood the reason right away. She turned away from me and opened her arms to Adam. He stepped into her arms and hugged her back fiercely. She ran her nose along his jawline.
“And you smell just like him.” She nodded towards me and laughed a soft little laughter. “So tell me guys, what’s the reality I have to get used to?”
She totally threw me off guard; I had expected anger and disappointment. I had expected to fight for my ten days with Adam and yet here she was with patience and calm surrender reeking off her. What the hell had happened?
“So tell me Tommy, what’s the deal?” Mia asked tenderly.
I swallowed and looked away for a second. I hate hurting anyone; never want to make others feel less important than me because they’re not. Telling Mia that Adam and I were going to make the most of our limited time together, was going to be very difficult. I felt like I was letting her down, even though she seemed a hell of a lot more accepting now than she did an hour ago.
chapter 6