Inconceivable: Part Ten-NSFW

Part Ten:  



Tommy glanced over at Ton. Why the hell was the man looking at him like he was an alien from another planet? He may be a crossdresser but Ton was the damn wolf shifter! Lifting his eyebrows in confusion, he watched as his mate visibly shook himself out of his mental stupor and then gestured for him to come to his side. Tommy walked over to him and stood in front of the larger man with a look of hesitation.
"We have to figure out what our next plan of action is going to be beautiful," Ton said before leaning over to kiss Tommy's forehead. Tommy moaned and pressed himself closer, for once annoyed by the falsies in his bra that prevented him from feeling his mate's chest pressed against his own.
"We can always just leave and he'll never find us," Tommy murmured into Ton's chest. He heard Richard gasp and he turned to look at his best friend with a lift of his left eyebrow in a silent question.
"So you'd do that? Just tuck tail and run? Let Adam win again? He already had you living in fear in your heavily guarded apartment. He had you breathing scared. Now you're talking about running away again?" Richard shook his head and Tommy didn't know if his best friend was disappointed or disgusted with him, but either way, he felt awful. He wanted to apologize and tell Richard that he didn't mean it. The problem was...he DID mean it. He'd do anything to protect Ton. Even if the other man was almost two or three times bigger than he was in height and weight. Ton was his mate and it was his job, his right, to keep him safe at all cost. Richard was mated himself. He was also desperately in love with his mate Vet. Tommy wasn't quite there yet, he wasn't sure he ever would be. He liked Ton just fine, so it wasn't that. It was just that, he didn't really know the larger wolf all that well and how could you love someone that you didn't even know? Besides, he wasn't some twink from one of those romance novels that he had on his Kindle and Ton wasn't one of those large, dominant wolf shape shifters who sweep their mates off their feet, claim them and then after one really good night in bed they're declaring their love for each other. He liked Ton, he really did, it was just that the last man that he had thought he was in love with had beat him to a bloody pulp. He knew that Ton would cut off his own arm before he would ever lift it in anger to him, but he was still a little gun shy on this second go-round with love.
He was committed to Ton though. Knew that he couldn't live without him, wouldn't be able to function if he wasn't waking up in his big cowboy's arms every morning, even if moments before he'd been thinking about leaving him. That wasn't love though. That gnawing ache in his chest at the thought of never seeing his mate again. The feeling of lightheadedness that he felt whenever Ton smiled at him or kissed him. The fact that all he wanted out of life at this point was for Ton to be happy and safe. The need, the pressing, insistent need to always be with Ton. The clawing hunger for him, his time, his laughter, his body. None of those things meant that he was in love with his mate. They just meant that he'd accepted their mating, right? It wasn't that he did think he could love Ton, he was well aware that he could, but he didn't think that Ton would ever love him back and he had made a promise to himself that he wouldn't be in love alone ever again. So since he knew that Ton didn't love him, then there was no way that he could be in love with the other man, could he? He nodded his head mentally. He wasn't in love with him...was he?


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Hours later everyone had left. Vet had set up guard duty with the members of the pack that lived and worked on the ranch and had sent some pack members out into the town to see if anyone had noticed a stranger lurking around, or if a stranger had been asking any questions. Someone had to have told Adam where Tommy was living at. The Tate Ranch was on the edge of town, on a very large parcel of land that was not easily noticeable from the road. Vet's ancestors had done that on purpose, in order to protect the pack from prying human eyes, so even if Adam had driven up and down the street he wouldn't have been able to find the ranch unless someone had told him exactly where to look. Ton was grateful to his pack and his alpha for doing what they could to protect his mate, but he knew that in the end, the demise of Adam Quinn was going to be his alone.
He sighed as he walked back into the master bedroom, his mind formulating and discarding plans for finding Adam and ending his life of terror and fear in his mate's life. His thoughts jumbled and then cut off completely when he walked into the bedroom fully. Tommy was bent over at the waist, his long black hair falling to the side, his pale skin gleaming, the globes of his ass thrust upwards as he took off his heels and then his jeans. Ton heard his harsh breathing in his own ears and he knew then that no one was going to take his mate from him, because he'd never had such a visceral reaction to anyone before. Without another thought or a word to Tommy, he walked quickly to the smaller man and knelt behind him, his large tanned hands contrasting seductively with the pale white skin of Tommy's ass as he pulled the cheeks apart and first ran his nose up the crease of his mate's ass from the skin behind his balls up to the base of his spine. He growled at the slightly musky smell of his mate. He could still smell himself on the other man and it made his wolf want to howl in triumph and pride that his mate wore his scent and had he not wanted his mate so much, he would done just that, instead he stuck out his tongue and drew it down his mate's crease in the opposite direction that his nose had just taken.
"Oh. Gods," he heard Tommy's shaking voice as his body flushed a beautiful light pink color as arousal rushed through his system. Ton growled low again and with the tip of his tongue tasted the outside of his mate's puckered entrance. Licking from one side of the clenching hole to the fleshy meat of one ass cheek, Ton bit down on his mate's ass lightly. He grinned wolfishly as Tommy's body jerked in pleasure and he squeaked like a mouse before moaning in delight. Tracing his tongue over his mate's entire cheek, he then licked and nibbled his way back to the hole that seemed to be clenching and releasing as if it were trying to speak and beg for something. Deciding to give it what it was so desperately asking for, Ton stuck the tip of his tongue gently inside of the clenching hole, twin groans of pleasure coming from both him and Tommy. Ton felt the ring of Tommy's ass squeeze his tongue as if trying to pull the intruding muscle deep within itself and never let go. Wiggling his tongue, he slowly pulled it out before tracing to the other side of Tommy's ass and repeating the process. He returned his tongue back to his mate's hot, velvet channel and began to simulate with his tongue what his large, aching cock was going to be doing soon. With one hand holding onto Tommy's hip, he moved the other hand up over the smaller man's balls, squeezing them gently, tracing over them with the tip of his fingernail. He distantly heard the sound of Tommy's panting cry for more, for him to do something, for Ton to stop teasing him and fuck him already. If Tommy could still talk then he wasn't doing something right.
Pulling his tongue out of Tommy's ass and giving it one last lick, the taste of his mate embedded on his tongue, one of the best things he'd ever tasted, he turned Tommy to face him. Without a word to Tommy, without looking up, he opened his mouth and swallowed down Tommy's leaking erection. He wanted to grin when he heard Tommy's own distinctly human howl and felt his long, slim fingers clutching the back of his head. Reaching out with both hands, he held on to Tommy's torso and lifted him as he stood, the smaller man's cock still in his mouth.
"OH GOD TON!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU-NNNGGGHH!" Tommy yelled and then moaned as he felt himself hoisted in the air. Ton shifted his mate's legs over his shoulders and continued to suck his cock. He felt Tommy grab the back of his head frantically, his hips trying to move desperately, wanting to fuck his mouth and felt the other man's balls begin to draw up towards his body. As much as he wanted the taste of his mate's seed to coat his tongue he wanted to feel him come around his cock. Taking a few steps to the wall next to the tallboy dresser, he pressed Tommy against the wall and released his cock. He heard the smaller man whine and plead for him to make him come and he ignored him as he stuck out his right hand to the top of the dresser to grab the lube that they'd placed there. Looking back at his mate, his eyes dark with passion, a dazed look of arousal stamped on his face, he felt his own whine come up out of his chest. He wish that he could pound into the man without any preparation, but he knew that wasn't possible. Pressing his head against Tommy's stomach, licking the abs that were displayed prominently there, he opened the bottle of lube and poured some over his fingers. Rubbing the cool liquid between his fingers to warm it up, he placed one finger at the entrance to his mate's channel and tapped the clenching hole for a moment, listening to the other man moan, feeling him shift. Without another thought he sucked in Tommy's cock as he rubbed one finger around the other man's hole before pushing it in.
His tongue swirled around his mate's cock which was now leaking copious amounts of pre-cum, he lowered his head to the base of Tommy's cock and sucked hard, his cheeks hollowing as he came back up, at the same time he pushed in two fingers. He felt Tommy's clenching hole slowly relax even as the slit at the head of his cock released even more salty sweet liquid. His mate's seed always tasted a lot sweeter than any other man's that he'd tasted. He wondered why that was. Hearing Tommy whine even more, he knew he needed to return his full attention back to what he was doing. Pressing in three fingers he began to thrust his digits within his mate's ass faster and harder, the sound of his palm slapping up against the skin of Tommy's balls turning him on even more. He felt his cock leaking pre-cum onto the carpet and knew that if he didn't get inside of his mate soon he was going to to come all over the wall.
Pulling his mouth off of his mate's erection he looked up at the other man. "I can't wait any longer baby," he rasped out as he poured copious amounts of lube over his throbbing cock. He saw Tommy nod, his hands caressing his head and jaw as he was slowly lowered down the wall. Ton felt his heart clench in his chest at his mate's tender touch and swallowed thickly against the emotion rising in his throat. With his cock pressing against the loosened entrance of his mate's ass, he slowly pressed inside. When the head of his cock rested within the other man's ass, he paused and groaned, leaning his head forward and resting it on the wall beside Tommy's head waiting for the other man's muscles to relax. He slowly pressed deeper and deeper inside until he bottomed out, his groin pressed against the delicious globes of his mate's ass. When he felt Tommy's lips on his temple he pulled out slowly before thrusting back in. He heard his mate's gasp and repeated the movement, his hands gripping the smaller man's waist, leaving bruises in his tight grip.
"F-f-fuuuucccckkk," Tommy moaned out and then Ton knew he was ready. Spreading his legs and planting his feet he began to thrust up into his mate deeper and harder with each thrust until he was pounding into the other man's ass. Neither one of them could speak. All coherent thought, all language, all words flowing from their ears, their brains melted under the onslaught of their passion, the heat that blazed out of control as they kissed, their tongues twisting and battling for control in each of their mouths. He felt Tommy's arms wrap around his shoulders as tightly as his legs were wrapped around his hips and he thrust deeper, shifting the angle of his thrust until he felt the ridge at the head of his dick graze the bundle of nerves in Tommy's ass.
"OH GODS!" he heard Tommy scream as he pegged his prostate again and again. His thrusts on point and causing a cacophony of sounds to burst forth from his mate's lips. Nothing coherent came out of his mouth, he babbled a stream of pleas, demands, moans, groans, sobs and cries of Ton's names and Ton felt himself swell even bigger within his mate's ass at the knowledge that his mate was so turned on that he was being fucked stupid. No sooner had that thought come to his mind, the pride swelling in his chest than that pride shifted and became a blazing inferno of want, of need and desire, a yearning for something, something more. There was something that he needed. He was on the cusp of the greatest orgasm he'd ever had and he knew that Tommy was as well, both of them hanging on by a thread but neither of them falling over. He felt his canines lengthen and knew that he had to bite his mate again, had to claim him once more.
So, without another thought he lowered his mouth to his mate's neck and licked the mating mark that could still be seen there. He felt Tommy shiver and then growled as he saw his mate tilt his head to the side, baring his neck in a sign of submission. With a loud, audible, animalistic snarl and growl he struck and sank his teeth into his mate's neck, right over the mating mark that was already there. As his mate's sweet blood washed over his tongue, Ton jerked his hips as if struck by lightning. The ground shook, winds blew, he felt his heart stop in his chest as his world was flipped on its axis. He could taste his mate's rapture, his bliss at being joined in that way with him. He could taste Tommy's desire, his own blazing orgasm as he too was pushed over the edge, pulled under by the power of their mating, but there was something else there, a deeper, more powerful emotion, one that wrapped around his heart and squeezed it. An emotion that warmed him from the inside out but also zipped through his entire being until he withdrew his teeth, licked the wound closed and with one final thrust thew himself into the wind of their joining. He howled Tommy's name, his head thrown back, his eyes squeezed shut tightly, his hips losing their rhythm as he continued to thrust through his orgasm until he felt Tommy come apart in his arms again, with him following him into a second orgasm, no less intense, though his seed only dribbled out of the top of his still hard cock.
His legs shook from the force of his orgasm. His knees buckled and he barely had the presence of mind to lower himself first to his knees, still pressed within his lover, before he tilted to the side, Tommy's arms and legs still clutching him desperately, his cock still deep within the smaller man. They panted, gasping for breath as their hearts beat out a staccato rhythm before beginning to slow down. Ton felt the flush of desire and arousal slowly leave his body and that of his mate's as he felt his cock soften within the other man's ass before slowly sliding out. So relaxed and exhausted was Tommy that with a small burst of air, he expelled the evidence of Ton's completion, the white fluid leaking from his hole to stain the blue carpet. Ton felt Tommy's seed cooling on his stomach and chest and the bottom of his chin where it had splattered as the other man found his release and he looked over at Tommy and saw that he too was covered in his own spunk, some of it had even gotten into his hair. Rolling over towards his mate, he began to clean him with his tongue, swiping up the vestiges of the other man's ejaculate. He swallowed some, moaning at the taste of his mate's seed, it's flavor like ambrosia to his senses. He licked up the rest and then leaning over his almost comatose man he kissed him deeply sharing Tommy's seed between the two of them.
When the need for air overwhelmed them both, Ton pulled away and stared down at his mate. Tommy was so beautiful to him, his black hair was mussed, spread out underneath him on the floor, his lips red and swollen from his kisses and from the smaller man biting them to contain his expressions of pleasure, his body still flushed from their shared desire. His pale, thin cock resting limply on his stomach, his legs spread open, his ass leaking Ton's seed. He looked thoroughly debauched and seduced. He looked gorgeous. Ton felt that feeling grip his chest again and wondered at it. Was he having a heart attack? Shifters didn't usually suffer from such a human disorder, but that wasn't to say that he wouldn't be the first. Blinking his eyes rapidly at the burn at the back of them, he felt his throat close up with emotion as he thought about leaving his mate. He wouldn't do it. He wouldn't leave him. Looking back down at his mate, he saw the softest, sweetest, most tender expression on the other man's face and felt his own face soften into the same expression. Tommy lifted his hand and rested it upon his cheek and he nuzzled into it before looking the other man in the eye.
"I love you," he heard Tommy whisper and without another word being spoken between them, Ton lifted the man into his arms and kissed him with all of the emotion inside of him that he was still to afraid of to name, but ones that he knew his mate understood and knew of anyway.