The Alpha's Fight

Chapter 15 - No Man Left Behind

He was all I had dreamt of for years.

This moment. With him and his wolf. Knowing he was my mate and that I was his.

I didn't have a care about anything else. The world around Taylor and I didn't matter anymore. For once, I just wanted to be selfish, to be happy.

'Can you hear me?' I tried to mind-link him.

'Yeah,' Taylor replied, sounding choked up to be able to mind-link.

Gaining that ability was always a life-changing moment, along with hearing your wolf's voice for the first time. My first mind-link had been with my father, demanding I stand so he could run me till I dropped. I was Taylor's first mind-link and I wanted his entire first shift to be special, something he would remember forever.

I helped him stand on his four legs, already missing his soft fur curled up on my lap. Kneeling in front of him, I rubbed under his wolf's chin, his head flexing and stretching in enjoyment of the scratches. His tail wagged low, his ears back, and he began licking at my face excitedly; all playful and friendly behaviours. His wolf's exuberance knocked me over, making me laugh at his antics.

'I've never heard you laugh before,' Taylor rubbed his face against mine, reining in his wolf's animated energy. 'It's the most beautiful sound I've ever heard.'

'I've never had too much to feel happy about… except you,' I told him, truthfully, nuzzling against him and feeling his breath hitch.

'…What's your wolf called?' He asked after a few moments passed.

'Hawk. What about yours?'

'Talon. He really likes you, he wants to meet your wolf.'

Talon and Hawk. Those names went well together.

'You heard him! Quit giggling away and shift, I have my blond wolfie to play with,' my cheeseball of a wolf piped up on cue, shivering with delight and eagerness.

I stood to strip down, noticing how Taylor and Talon sat poised, their tail gently wafting.

'You're just going to watch me shamelessly?' I felt a little embarrassed, which was ridiculous considering how often I shifted in front of others.

'Absolutely. You've seen all of me, I get to see all of you,' he challenged. He really did have that dominant edge I imagined… I loved it.

After stooping down, I folded our clothes up and made them into an easy-to-carry bundle, in case they were required. I needed to run with my mate and I didn't care where to, but I still needed to be prepared for whatever situation.

I stood to my full height above my mate, completely bare. His eyes trailed over every inch, lingering for quite some time around my lower half. My shift took a fraction of a second, practised to near perfection. Mine and Hawk's Alpha wolf form towered above our sweet blond wolf.

'Woah, you're so… big,' he marvelled.

'Yeah we are,' Hawk took over, shaking out our fur. 'Let's take him to the meadow. We can be alone. No one will see us and, most importantly, hear us. We'll show him just how big we are.'

'Do you want to go on a run? With us?' I tried to ignore the lewd images flashing in Hawk's mind… even though I wanted each and every one of them.

'I thought you'd never ask,' he tried to walk. 'I think I might need some help with my coordination.'

There were no neighbours near his home. Taylor lived outside of the main town, where the housing was more sparse and spread out. And with the night to cover us, we shouldn't have any attention drawn to us. Having said that, the almost full moon illuminated his coat's blond highlights. Our pale brown coat blended a little better in the darkness, but not entirely.

'Follow me,' I instructed. 'And keep as close as possible. I'll go slow while you get used to four legs.'

Wolf spirits could only control our wolf forms. Although some bouts of extreme anger could jerk our human bodies. It was why it was important to shift regularly to keep their presence strong.

We patiently strode at his side, letting our mates lean into us until he found his footing and rhythm. Picking up our pace, I led us in the direction of the hidden exit, keeping a constant vigil around us and making sure no patrol was around.

'I know somewhere we can go. It's a little tricky to get to, but it takes us out of the pack and… we'll be alone?' I asked, wanting to clarify if he was ok with where I wanted to take him… and what might happen there.

'What are we waiting for?' He wagged, filled with energy despite having just shifted. The moon was approaching its closest distance, invigorating the two of us. He and his wolf would be feeling it too, now that Talon had presented himself.

I found a dirt patch with a few dropped leaves and showed him how to roll, to cover our scents in the natural earth which would cover our trail. Picking up the bundle of clothes in our mouth, we set off again, coming up to the river that marked the entrance.

'We just need to cross. What I'm about to show you is secret. You can't tell anyone,' I mind-linked.

'I promise,' he nuzzled, reassuring me he was trustworthy.

We swam over, staying by his side and holding our bundle up as high as possible. Shaking out our fur, we headed over to the crevice tunnel, pushing our way through the shrubs that hid it. After some clambering, we finally made it out and into the meadow, wading through the shallow stream and following it down to the small lake. Our mate happily sniffed and gazed around, taking in every new sight, sound and smell. Hawk and I sat back, dropping the bundle of clothes and watching him with quiet adoration, still in a state of disbelief that this was real.

'I don't even know why you brought clothes…' Hawk chuckled to himself. 'No, wait! I remember what's in our back pocket! Good idea bringing them, we definitely need that tube. We are taking him all night long.'

That wasn't the main reason I had brought them, but it was a happy accident that coincided. That was, if Taylor wanted it. Despite being nervous to be intimate, I had literally been dreaming of Taylor's body against mine for years.

Now that we were somewhere safer, I wanted to get a little more hands-on with my mate, to bond and play. Creeping forward on our stomach, we came up behind him and nipped at his tail. He leapt in the air with a yip.

'So brave,' we licked his face, even though he growled at us sulking.

He barked and tried to pounce on us. We easily dodged and huffed in laughter at his growls of frustration; he was more adorable than intimidating. We ran along the bank of the lake, him chasing us and us deliberately slowing our pace to entice him being so close. He suddenly leapt on our back and we let him pin us to the ground, shifting back to my human form under his wolf. He shifted above me, straddling my waist, but quickly climbed off, blushing sweetly. Taylor settled next to me, our hands almost touching in the grass.

"Have you ever felt drawn?" He pursed his lips, looking down at the grass.

"To you? Always," I told him honestly.

He looked up at me, that gentle smile I had seen so many times shining brightly… only for me.

"Me too," his hand brushed against mine, our pinky fingers entwining.

"I think I've been in love with you since I saw you in middle school," I sighed, thinking I had said it in my head.

"You love me?" Taylor brought reality crashing upon me.

"Uh," I spluttered. "You… you don't have to say it back…"

Taylor cut me off, sliding his hand fully into my hand and wrapping his fingers around mine.

"I've loved you too, for a really long time," he leant against my shoulder, gazing up at me.

I cupped his face and captured his lips, our heat growing and my want rising.

He loved me… he had said it. I could f*****g fly! Hawk was delirious, busy linking with his soul's counterpart. I felt the heavy twitch in my lower region, my blood flow diverting rapidly. Halting our kiss was a most difficult task, but it had to be done before I did something too much for him.

He pulled away slightly, his eyes sweeping over my face and a small teasing smile slowly appearing on his lips.

"You were watching me this morning. Weren't you?" His breath fanned my skin.

My mouth bobbed, thinking I had gotten away with my goof.

"The window above the orangery, it's yours, isn't it?"

I nodded, my mouth suddenly feeling dry.

"Did you smack your head on the glass?" His lips grazed mine.

"Yes?" I croaked out.

"You watch me a lot?"

My eyes widened. I was unsure how to say 'Hawk made me camp outside your home for the last several days' and have it not sound creepy.

"I'll take that as a ‘yes’," he guessed due to my silence. "You… ever done anything else while watching me?"

I shook my head, hearing Hawk's desire-filled growls reverberating through my mind, while the English language for me seemed to completely evaporate. Taylor's naturally hooded eyes bored into mine, a small teasing smile tugged at the very edge of his mouth and I practically salivated when he bit the edge of his lip.

"Well, that's a shame," he gripped my shoulders and pushed me down onto the grass. "Thinking that you might have been playing with yourself," his index finger slowly trailed down the line of my stomach. "It's kind of a turn-on."

Real Taylor surpassed any fantasy I could have conjured. My imagination would never cut it ever again.

Our lips met and I sucked in a shocked breath as his finger descended lower, gently running along my rigid c**k and sweeping over my exposed head. The tingles of the mate bond had been the most wondrous sensation before, but his touch in such a sensitive area sent me into a shuddering spasm.

His lips suddenly retreated, as did his hand against my erection. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you into anything," he mumbled.

He thought I was flinching away from him?

I grasped the back of his neck and smashed my lips with his; rougher, more desperate. 'Don't stop,' I ordered through mind-link. 'I wasn't uncomfortable. You make my whole skin feel alive, it's like nothing I've felt before. You're amazing.'

Taylor responded enthusiastically, the smile couldn't be hidden from his lips as he let me dominate our rhythm. His hand gripped around my shaft, slowly pumping again. This was his to dominate and he could do with me as he pleased. He kissed his way down my jaw, nuzzling into my beard and continued down my throat, sucking hard on my marking site. I almost came from the sizzling heat exploding within my chest and coupled with his hand’s slow and steady pace, I didn’t know if I would last. As his lips continued on their descent, my heart was about to beat out of its chamber.

‘Dude! It’s happening!’ Hawk yelled in our shared euphoria. This was a moment I had dreamt of virtually every night.

Taylor settled back on his knees, eyeing my engorged member as it leaked copious amounts of precum.

“Is this ok? I’ve never done this before,” his eyes flickered up to mine.

“I’ve never done this before either. You’re my first kiss. We’ll learn together,” I propped myself up on my elbows to get a better look at him.

If I thought his hand was intense, nothing could have prepared me for his tongue.

“Oh, f**k,” I groaned, when his hot tongue swept around the sensitive head of my c**k. My fingers clenched the grass at my sides and the very breath was forced from my lungs.

‘If we wake up and find this is another one of your fantasies, I'm gonna be so pissed,’ my wolf rolled around, sharing my ecstasy.

He would not be the only one. I kept reminding myself this had to be real. None of my dreams, no matter how vivid, had ever conjured up the tingles of the mate bond this strong before. I looked down when I heard Taylor splutter, worrying if he was struggling.

‘I’m fine. Just need to work my way up to deep-throating,’ he teasingly sucked my head like a lollipop.

I flopped back down into the grass with new waves of pleasure rippling through me. Wanting to feel his curls twirled around my fingers, I tentatively reached out, praying he wouldn’t mind and that he would like it. My grip was light at first, becoming rougher as his pace increased. My hips bucked under his mouth, in time with him. I came undone with his final suck and fell from the precipice, my whole body shuddering as I came down my mate’s throat. He greedily guzzled every last drop of me while I descended from my high. My breathing was ragged and my vision wasn’t entirely focused either, dizzy from coming.

“I did ok?” He crept his way up my chest to lie on top of me.

“More than ok…” I heaved. “You made me feel like I’ve run a marathon.”

“...Do you wanna go further?” He kissed along my collarbone.

“Further?” My eyebrows shot up.

‘Oh jeez,’ Hawk facepalmed himself. ‘He wants to f**k and I swear, if you say no, I will find a way to physically slap you!’

‘I know what he meant, you prick!’ I snapped back. ‘It was just a lot to hope that he would want to.’

“Are you ok?” Taylor interrupted my stupid argument with my wolf. “If you’re not ready to mate, it’s fine. I don't want you to feel pressured.”

I sat up, wrapping my arms around him and devoured his lips.

“I don’t think I can put into words how much I want to,” I reached across for our clothing, wanting to high-five myself for carrying the tube of lube around with me. "I, uh, kinda started carrying this on me…" I felt the heat in my face set in as I showed him the tube.

"I like a man that's prepared," he grinned, still straddled across my lap.

I lifted the cap and tried to squirt some of the lube out, but it was a new tube and proving tricky to dispense. I was about to check if there was a seal in place when a large stream of it erupted out, hitting me in the face.

I awkwardly laughed at my own situation and tried to wipe it off quickly, only to spread a bead of it into my eye.

"s**t, this stuff stings!" I exclaimed, trying to blink the stuff away.

Taylor laughed raucously, his pretty and soft timbre mesmerising me temporarily. A roguish idea formed as I eyed the tube. I aimed a burst of the gel, catching him in the face in retaliation.

"See how you like it," I chuckled, loving how he floundered across me to rub his face free.

"Now you're just wasting it. Besides, that's not what I want to be covered in," he smirked, grinding his hips against mine.

I gulped on instinct, not expecting something so lewd to come out of his mouth. He always looked somewhat innocent, or at least he did to me.

'Sweet boy is a dirty boy? Who'd have guessed,' Hawk pawed in excitement.

Now that I had the lube in my hand, I realised I had no clue what to do with it. Did I have to spread it and go? Did I need to use it on him?

"Have you changed your mind?" Taylor sensed my hesitation.

"No. I, uh, I don't know what I'm supposed to do," I winced. f**k, all this time fantasising, I should have put some actual research into it.

"Haven't you ever watched any porn or anything?" He asked me flatly.

My face heated once again in embarrassment of my complete inexperience.

"Not even straight stuff to confirm you never want to see a v****a again?"

My eyes widened and I shook my head, never thinking he would be so direct.

"Huh," Taylor leant back, resting against my thighs. "I wasn't expecting you to be the innocent one in all this."

Taking my hand, he spread the lube, liberally, along my fingers and guided me to his ass.

"You'll want to warm me up first. I'm definitely gonna need to be limber to take that thing," he indicated my d**k that was already twitching back to attention after being drained once.

I was beginning to wish I had taken the risk of looking up 'techniques'. But in all honesty, I had thought it was pointless and that I would have just died a virgin. Hopefully, some instincts would kick in.

'What would you do without me?' Hawk expelled a long sigh. 'Finger his ass till you find his prostate. Try and wrack that bean-brain back to biology class, even though you were s**t at it.'

I would have retorted but he had already gone back to linking Talon, the way our wolves communicated and shared their emotions in place of words. And his advice didn't sound incorrect either.

The lube had made my fingers incredibly slick and they slid between his cheeks with ease. I teased his entrance, slowly, inching my digit further. His hands dug into my shoulders, groaning and grimacing with his first experience of such an intrusion. His breathing evened out and his face remained cradled in my neck, though a tremble clung to his skin. I took a chance with a second finger, overcoming the resistance to slip alongside the other. Taylor moaned aloud, his head rolling back and when I pressed deeper, he clenched around me and relaxed in the same beat.

"Oh goddess," he hissed through gritted teeth. "Keep doing that, right there."

Thrusting rougher, I aimed for the same spot, adding a third finger to the fray.

"f**k, Hunter, I'm ready… please," he breathlessly begged.

I figured more lube wouldn't be a bad idea and prepped my shaft with it, wanting to make this as easy on my sweet blond boy as possible. I rolled us over so he was on his back and hovered over him, bracing my forearm against his head. With my free arm, I reached down to tilt his hips forward and circle his legs high on my waist. Lining the head of my c**k up with him, I slowly inched my way inside, using my weight to my advantage till I was fully sheathed.

The shockwaves of pleasure radiating along my flesh where it made contact with Taylor's was the most blissful experience of my life; I could stay like this forever, just buried within him.

I nuzzled my forehead against his, waiting for his permission to move and willing myself not to lose control to the savage side of my lust for him.

'How you doing?' I nudged.

'Like I've been split in half,' he grimaced. 'And I love it. Don't be too gentle, I can take it.'

Slowly, I began my thrusts, pulling out to just my tip and pressing back in, against the resistance. I love this angle of Taylor. I could admire every facial expression, each movement and every moan of passion. I took a risk and thrust a little harder, instantly regretting it when I felt he was in discomfort through our bond.

'Did I overdo it?' I worried.

'I don't know…' he kissed my lips, shaking vigorously. 'You hit something amazing, but f**k you're huge and it's a lot to take. All I know is I don't want you to stop. The pleasure is worth the pain.'

At his words, and praying he would genuinely be ok, I continued at a harder pace. His tight walls pressed against my shaft so spectacularly that I felt myself about to be undone. Those incredibly wonderful tingling sensations that signalled I was about to come, tickled the head of my c**k and a split second later I came once more. I swallowed the feral roar I wanted to release, in case the sound carried.

I collapsed on top of Taylor, kissing him sloppily between heaving breaths. My canines ached, wanting to come forward on instinct to claim my mate, to mark him as mine. My marking site itched similarly, wanting Taylor's canines embedded in my neck.

The strangest thing was that I was expecting a hot sticky fluid to coat my front, from my mate exploding his load.

"Did you come?" I looked down between us to see his still rigid c**k coated only in precum.

"Not quite," he kissed the tip of my nose. "I nearly got there, but you didn't last too long."

My eyes widened in embarrassment. I had come early and left him without release. f**k, I was beyond mortified. I groaned into his neck, feeling some shame at my underperformance.

"Hey, look at me," he urged my head up. "I loved it. You were perfect. And it's both our first time. Neither of us know what we're doing, it's nothing to be ashamed of."

But I wanted to have him coming, calling out my name, begging me over and over. Perhaps I could do better on a second attempt.

"Think you could go again?" I agitated my hips against his ass, stimulating my shift into excitement again.

His eyes rolled in the back of his head when I thrust forward, beginning to work my rhythm back up once more. The delirious smile on his lips told me he was game for a round two.

After all, no man was left behind.