Inconceivable: Part Twelve-NSFW

Part Twelve:


     Ton grinned widely at his alpha as the two broad shouldered men followed their smaller mates through the barn and past the horse stalls.  Vet had teased him mercilessly about being caught fucking his mate on the floor, but Ton was unapologetic.  He was insatiable when it came to Tommy.  He'd be fucking the smaller man right now if all of the ranch hands weren't out and about.  He looked up and eyed the hayloft with a lascivious grin.  Vet chuckled beside him.
     "I remember how that was," the alpha said.  Ton looked at him and raised his right eyebrow in question.  "When all you want to do is fuck your mate on every surface, marking him everywhere you can."  Vet nodded with a grin and turned his loving gaze back to his mate who had thrown back his blonde head and was laughing at something that Tommy had said.  Ton watched as his alpha's face softened, a small smile coming to his face and if asked Ton would have sworn that Vet's entire body radiated love in that moment.  He felt overwhelmed by it.  The cloying scent of love, arousal, contentment and happiness surrounded his alpha and Ton felt an answering clench of yearning form in his gut.
     "How did you know?" he whispered, not really expecting an answer but hoping for one.  He stopped at the same moment that his alpha did and watched as the man's face scrunched as if in intense thought before clearing.
     "How did I know that I loved my mate you mean?" Vet asked for clarification.  Unable to speak past the lump in his throat, Ton merely nodded.  He watched as Vet looked over at Richard again, another smile coming to his face.  "When the thought of him made me smile.  When I realized that the sun wouldn't shine as bright if he weren't in my life.  When his happiness was the most important thing in the world to me.  When my heart clenched just at the sight of him.  But more than that-" Vet looked back at him and Ton felt paralyzed by the intense look that the alpha wolf gave him, as if he were looking past all of his barriers and into his very soul.  "The moment that I realized that I wanted to be a better man for him and that because of him I was a better man than I was before I met him, that was when I realized that I loved him.  No flaw that he had, no quirk could ever make me stop loving him and he knows that so he's free to be himself and he's free to love me and because he loves me I'm free to be myself, knowing that no flaw that I have and no quirk could ever make him stop loving me."
     Ton's mouth went dry and he looked helplessly at Tommy, unaware that his emotions showed in every nuance of his face.  That his scent thrummed with the essence of love, desire, possessiveness, care and acceptance, he smelled like a man...in love with his mate.
     "He told me that he loves me," he shared with Vet, his voice a harsh whisper.  He saw the older man nod thoughtfully and wondered what he was thinking.  He didn't have to wait long, fortunately.
     "And did you tell him that you loved him back?" Vet asked and Ton swung wide eyes the other man's way.
     "W-w-what?  Who said I l-l-lo-loved him?" he stuttered out the question and he watched as a huge grin spread across his alpha's face.
     "You did, by your reaction, just now.  People don't realize how telling their reactions are to an important question.  You love your mate but you haven't told him," Vet shook his head in disappointment.  "I suggest you tell him soon, or he's going to start thinking you don't feel that way and then he's going to stop telling you and then one day you'll wake up ready to say it but he won't be there for you to say it to."  With that Vet nodded and then walked off to stand with the other two men.  Ton's eyes followed the other man until he stopped before he felt his eyes turn to look at Tommy.  He saw the smaller man smile and wave at him and with a small smile he waved back.
     Was Vet right?  Did he love Tommy?  And if he did, in fact, love his mate, was he in danger of losing him because he hadn't said the words?
     Knowing that he didn't have the time to really think about that he pushed the issue away mentally into a corner of his mind, locking it in with a padlock and walked over to join his mate and their friends.  He was going to help his mate choose a horse, help him learn to ride, teach him how to shoot a gun, find this Adam Quinn and deal with him and then he'd worry about if he was in love with his mate or not.

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     Tommy watched as Ton made his way over to him, an intense look of confusion and frustration line his face.  He wondered what Vet had said to his mate to make him appear so befuddled.  He opened his mouth to ask as Ton stopped beside him, but found himself smiling in happiness instead when the other man wrapped his arm around him and kissed his temple.  He sighed softly.  His questions could wait.
     "So Tommy, have you decided which mare you want?" Vet asked from where he stood behind Richard, his arms wrapped tightly around the smaller man's waist.
     Tommy looked at the other men in confusion.  Mare?  What the hell was a mare?  "A mare?  What's that?  I thought I was supposed to be picking out a horse.  Like a stallion from the movies," he questioned in confusion.  He scowled when the other three men exploded into laughter, feeling slightly stupid.  He hated feeling stupid.  He hated it even more that his mate was joining in on the amusement at his expense.  Stiffening, he went to move away only to feel Ton swing him around to face him and then putting his hands under his ass, he lifted him up until they were eye to eye.  Tommy wrapped his legs around his cowboy's waist and his arms went around his neck as Ton slowly walked forward to the gate of the corral.
     "Tommy, baby, no one is laughing at you, we're laughing at your words.  At how innocent you seem.  Richard was the same way when we brought him out here to choose a horse.  He said almost exactly the same words.  A mare is a female horse.  They are generally more gentle than stallions.  Stallions are known for being aggressive, domineering creatures-" Ton explained.
     "Like you?" Tommy interrupted cheekily and then giggled when Ton leaned forward and gently nipped at his neck.
     "Yes.  Just like me.  So it's better that you learn how to ride a gentle horse first before we even think about putting you on a stallion," Ton finished explaining and Tommy grinned at him mischievously.
     "Well, I can always learn how to ride, by riding you, you seem like one of the most aggressive and dominant stallions that I know," Tommy teased.  He moaned when Ton leaned forward with a low growl and took his lips in a hard and punishing kiss.  The kiss was all tongue, teeth and lips and it wasn't long before Tommy couldn't hear the neighing of the horses, the yells, shouts and conversations of the men who worked on the ranch and the farm, Richard and Vet faded from view and even the thought that Adam was out of prison and had followed him to Texas couldn't diminish the taste of his mate's mouth.  Nothing could distract him from the feel of his mate's broad shoulders beneath his hands, the feel of his very large jean clad erection rubbing against his own, or the feel of his mate unbuckling his pants and lifting out his cock with one hand while his other went over his hip to squeeze his ass.
     Even though they had both experienced such a powerful orgasm just an hour ago, Tommy felt the flames of another one licking at the base of his spine.  His hands clutched at Ton's back and his head, he thrust down towards Ton's hips, every time the other man thrust up and he whined when he felt one finger of Ton's hand slip into his hungry hole.  At that same moment Ton flicked the slit at the top of Tommy's cock and he felt his orgasm wash over him, tossing back his head he groaned Ton's name loudly, his red Stetson falling off of his head and to the ground.  He felt Ton stiffen moments later and felt the other man groan his name from where his head had fallen forward into his neck.
     Slowly the sounds of the ranch returned to Tommy's buzzing ears and he slowly opened his eyes.  His eyes widened in horror and embarrassment when he saw that no man on the ranch moved.  All of them were staring at him and Ton.  Some with amusement, most with lust burning in their gazes.
     "Ton?  We just got off outside with everyone watching!" he hissed to his mate and he felt his mate grunt against his neck.
     "Let 'em watch then.  Don't bother me none.  They're just jealous and wishing that they had you for their mate, but they don't because you belong to me," Ton growled as he pulled back.  Tommy watched as he lifted his hand that he'd had wrapped around Tommy's cock and licked off all of Tommy's seed.  Tommy groaned and felt his cock trying to stir again.  Once his hand was clean, Ton tucked Tommy's softened cock back into his pants and set his clothes to rights before he lifted the smaller man off of the corral fence and adjusted himself in his pants, a very large wet spot displayed in his jeans.
     "Are you going to go change?" Tommy asked with a quirk of his lips before turning to pick up his fallen hat.
     "Guess I better-" Ton said with a leer on his face, "Wanna come help me?"
     Tommy smiled and nodded, "I'd love to."  He turned to look at Richard and Vet where the two men stood still watching them their own erections pressing against the fly of their jeans.  "We'll be right back, we're going to go home and change Ant's clothes," he said with a grin.  He watched as Richard and Vet smiled back.
     "I think that we should go and change Vet's clothes also.  How about we meet back here in say an hour?" Richard said with chuckle.  Tommy looked up at Ton and watched as his eyes darkened with arousal and another emotion, a deeper emotion the squeezed his heart and caressed his cock back to life.
     "Better make it an hour and a half...maybe two, Ant and I need to take a shower," Tommy said throwing a hint his mate's way.  He saw Ton nod from the corner of his eye and after Richard agreed the two of them set off back to their home, ignoring the applause that they got from everyone else for the "fantastic show."  He'd been telling Richard the truth, they did need a shower and they would take one, but not before they got dirty again.

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     He watched them from the shadows of the surrounding forest, his eyes narrow, a sneer on his lips.  Thoughts of malice, anger, possession, revenge and jealousy swirled around in his brain.  He tightened his fists and felt his nails dig so far into his palm that droplets of blood began to drip upon the ground.  He'd watched that big ass Neanderthal put his hands and his mouth all over his man and he hadn't liked it one bit.  Tommy belonged to him.  He'd always belonged to him and he always would.  No one else had the right to touch him or to kiss him and especially not to fuck him.  That was his job.
     Adam felt a slow grin of menace spread across his face.  It was time for him to make his move.  He would kill anyone who got in his way.  Tommy belonged to him and he wouldn't stop until he had the man chained up in his basement, screaming for mercy and sobbing with forced release...right where he belonged.

Inconceivable: Part Eleven-NSFW

Part Eleven:


     It wasn't the sound of the rooster crowing that woke him up or even the sound of manly shouts as horses were trained and cattle were branded.  The sound of a working farm and dude ranch did not wake him from the deep comatose-like sleep that he'd been in.  What woke Tommy up from the seductive dreams of him in the arms of his mate was the voice of said mate in rumbling through his chest and into his ear.  He could tell by the staccato sounds that Ton was talking in his sleep, but he'd mentioned Tommy's name so he had to listen right?
     "Mine.  My Tommy.  Nngholof.  Mate.  Love..." Ton's deep voice flowed over him and at the last word Tommy felt his heart clench and the breath catch in his throat.  Did Ton say love?  Tommy eased out of Ton's arms, which were wrapped around him firmly, and sat up to look down at his lover.  His eyes closed and he breathed a soft sigh of frustration as he pushed his hands through his unruly curls.  When he'd told Ton that he loved him the night before the other man had kissed him so passionately and then made such tender love to him that he knew what he was trying to say without him actually saying it.  He'd been fine with that but now hearing Ton actually say the word love made him realize that he wanted to hear the cowboy actually admit that he felt that way with his words.
     "Wow Tommy, unsatisfied much?" he muttered to himself before sliding out of bed slowly and walking towards the bathroom.  What was wrong with him?  He'd told himself that there was no way that he'd allow himself to fall in love with the cowboy but after one of the most intense orgasms of his life he'd just blurted it out.  As memories of the night before washed over him, Tommy shivered and felt his cock swell.  He groaned and turned on the hot water in the shower.  With every remembered caress, every remembered kiss, he felt his shaft grow harder and his heart sped up.  Stepping into the flow of hot water, the steam filling the room, he groaned again.  Soaping up his hands with the vanilla and cucumber scented body wash that he'd had specially made, he ran his hands over his torso and thighs, avoiding his leaking cock. Turning to rinse his front, he hissed as his dick made contact with the water and began to wash his back and ass.  As his fingers drifted through his crease he remembered the feel of Ton's tongue playing with his pink hole and his knees weakened.  Closing his eyes he knew that if he didn't come soon that he would be walking around in a perpetual state of arousal and being around a bunch of male wolf shifters, that wasn't such a good idea.
     Pouring the bath wash into his hands, he wrapped one hand around his aching cock and then drifted the fingers of his other hand to the crease of his ass.  He teased his hole with one finger as his hand drifted up his shaft.  He stuck the tip of one finger in his ass as he stroked down his erection.  He pulled his hand up his length as he pulled his finger out of his hole and as he stroked one hand down, he thrust the finger of his other hand in.  His heartbeat sped up and he imagined Ton coming into the bathroom at that moment to see him getting himself off in the shower and he felt his erection grow in his hand.  It wasn't long before he had a rhythm going, his hand stroking and twisting on his cock in symphony with the thrusting of his fingers.  For every introduction of a new finger, he flicked the nail of his finger into the slit at the head of his erection.  Leaning against the tiled wall he felt the tingle at the base of his spine that signaled his impending orgasm.
     He was grunting now, his breath stuttering out of his chest, his eyes squeezed shut, his ass clenching he three fingers that he had thrusting inside of him, fucking himself as his other hand stroked and squeezed and pumped his red cock, the head turning almost purple with the force of his desire.  At long last his mind conjured an image of Ton, canines extended, leaning over him to bite into his neck, marking him again, claiming him once more and with wailing cry and a jerk of his hips, his orgasm swept over him, stealing his breath and knocking the strength from his knees.  He pulled his finger free from his hole and let go of his still spurting erection and caught himself on his hands and knees, the water pounding down on his body as he shook under the force of his orgasm.  His breath was harsh as he attempted to calm himself after the overpowering eruption and he chuckled after a minute.
     "So apparently I've become a masochist or a pain slut if the thought of Ton biting me is what gets me off," he muttered to himself.  He shook his head and leaned over to grab the shampoo from where it rested on the corner of the tub.  Quickly shampooing and conditioning his hair, he rinsed and finally stood and turned off the water.  Squeezing the excess water out of his hair, he was unaware of his mate, a huge grin of satisfaction and pride on his face, wiping the traces of his own orgasm off of his hand and slowly walking back to their bed, unnoticed.

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     Tommy looked at himself in the mirror and smiled.  He may not be able to pull off cowboy, but he could pull off dragboy to perfection.  He walked out of the bathroom and smiled at Ton who sat on the edge of the bed pulling on his boots. Tilting out one hip, Tommy put his hands on his hips and tilted his head to the side, his brand new red Stetson pulled low over one eye, his jeans molded perfectly to his thin frame, his red and brown checkered shirt tied above his belly button, brown boots with a small heel encased his feet and he'd found the greatest belt buckle to put to complete his ensemble...one of a wolf howling at the moon.  He watched as Ton's eyes took in all of this, cataloging how his hair had been pulled back into a low ponytail, his eyes had been lined with a thin brown line, his lashes buffed with mascara and his lips shone with red lipstick.  He'd decided to not put on his bra so his shirt clung to his thin frame and he hadn't tucked so his bulge was displayed prominently.  He knew that he looked good but he was glad when Ton confirmed it, his voice a sexy growl.
     "Goddammit baby.  You're the sexiest fucking cowboy I've ever seen."  Tommy watched as Ton's face roved his body again and felt his cock beginning to stir.
     "Thank you," he whispered.  He swallowed thickly as Ton stood up and prowled towards him.  They were supposed to be meeting Vet and Richard outside by the corrals in five minutes so that Tommy could choose a horse that he could ride, but all thoughts of their previous obligations flew out of his mind as he looked into his mate's hungry gaze.  He wanted Ton to ravish him.  He wanted the big man to rip the clothes from his body and fuck him on the floor until he passed out, just like the night before.
     His breath rasped out of his chest harshly, his eyes becoming heavy lidded as Ton knelt before him.  He looked down at the other man and groaned at the sight there.  Tommy was a dedicated bottom and he knew that when it came to the bedroom he was happily submissive to his larger, more dominant mate, but looking down at his mate, watching as this bigger man, this more powerful man knelt before him, offering him pleasure, made him harder than he'd ever been before.
     Ton unbuckled his belt, unfastened his jeans and had him unzipped and his aching cock pulled out before he could draw his next breath.  He felt his limbs shake as Ton took him in hand and began to lick at the head of his erection as if he were licking a dripping ice cream cone.  Tommy snorted mentally, well his cock was dripping like one, so he guessed the analogy was correct.  His attention focused and his brain melted the moment he felt Ton's lips close over his swollen cock.  He groaned and dropped his hands to Ton's shoulders, gripping them tightly as he felt the wet heat of his mate's mouth surround him.  He felt one of Ton's hands reach around his hip and drift down to his clenching hole while the other hand moved down to grab his balls.  He felt Ton rolling his balls around in his hand at the exact moment that he pierced his clenching hole with one of his thick fingers.  Without thought he thrust into his mate's mouth, feeling the head of his cock slide into the man's throat.
     Twin groans echoed throughout the room and he looked down and saw Ton looking back up at him.  When he saw the small nod and the wink from the bigger man he knew that he'd been given permission to thrust.  So without thought, he began thrusting into Ton's mouth and then back on the two...no the three fingers that were fucking his hole, he felt Ton pull down lightly on his balls before squeezing them in his firm grasp and grunted as he began to fuck his mate's mouth faster.  Ton took it all and Tommy knew that he'd have to ask the man about his non-existent gag reflex.  It was amazing.
     Tommy felt his balls draw up close to his body and he knew that he was about to blow his load.  "A-A-Ant," he panted as his hand moved to the back of the other man's head and he thrust deeper into Ton's throat and further back onto his fingers.  He saw Ton nod and with a delighted cry he shot stream after stream of his seed down the man's throat.  He felt Ton move his head back some to collect the rest of his come in his mouth and once he'd grown soft in the other man's mouth, Tommy felt Ton pull away and hurriedly unbuckle his pants and pull down his boxers until his own cock and balls were free.  Tommy anticipated the moment that Ton shot his load all over him, so he watched in fascination when Ton let the remainder of Tommy's come and his own saliva dribble out of his mouth and onto his own leaking cock.
     He squealed when he felt Ton grab his legs and quickly divest him of his left boot before pulling his left leg free of his jeans.  Ton lifted Tommy's left leg in the air and leaning over placed his cock at the smaller man's tight entrance.  Tommy watched in fascinated anticipation as he felt his mate push into his body.  He felt as the the ridge at the head of Ton's cock grazed his prostate and he groaned as his cock began to stir again.  Ton pulled back out slowly and Tommy groaned again.  Out was so good...so good.  He moaned as Ton pushed back into him and heard as the other man whispered his name.  Ton began thrusting into him, slow and deep, his strokes measured and Tommy moaned as he felt every stroke deep within him, so deep that it felt as if they were touching his heart.  It wasn't long before Ton had put both of Tommy's legs over his shoulders and Tommy yelled as he felt the man move even deeper within him.
     This was how he was going to die.  His mate was going to fuck him to death.  He thrashed on the floor, his head moving from side to side, his hands clutching the carpet, Ton's shoulders, stroking his dick, pulling on his balls, a stream of broken words and profanity vetting forth from his lips.  He could tell that Ton was close as well, the bigger man's rhythm growing frantic and uncoordinated.  A few strokes later, Tommy felt his back arch and his head went back as he screamed out his cowboy's name.  Distantly he heard Ton's voice join his before he collapsed back onto the floor, Ton falling forward on top of him.  Tommy knew that he should feel squished, but he felt safe and comforted...loved.
     That feeling disappeared quickly, however, when he heard clapping and looked up to their bedroom doorway where Richard and Vet stood clapping, wide grins on their faces.
     "Now I see why you both watched us.  That was hot!" Richard said with a grin and Tommy merely groaned in embarrassment.

Unthinkable: Part Six

Part Six:


      When Richard opened his eyes he was slightly disoriented for a few minutes.  Where the hell was he?  Suddenly the past twenty-four hours came rushing back to his mind with sudden clarity.  Vernon "Vet" Tate, his deceased best friend's older brother, had found him and after saving his life had informed him that he had partial custody of AL's triplets.  They had met a great couple in an elevator at the hotel, he'd met the triplets and instantly fallen in love, they'd been miserable on the plan ride back to Texas, arriving late in the afternoon, they'd put the triplets down to sleep and then...his eyes snapped open from where they had slowly drifted closed.  Vet had told him that he was a wolf shifter, had partially "shifted" in front of him, they'd had sex and he'd asked Vet to "mate" him, then the other man...the wolf had bitten him.  He did a mental check of his body, his ass was sore from the plowing he'd received from Vet's huge cock, his neck was tender from the bite, but there was something else...off.  He felt a pressure in his head...not like a headache, but like another presence...another person was in his head?  Okay, he had officially fallen off his rocker.  He'd gone crazy.  Maybe he had actually been hit by that car and he was now in a hospital room because in all of those gay paranormal romance books he'd read, none of the other men had ever freaked out like he was about to.
      Calm down baby.  I know it's going to take some getting used to, but I would never hurt you.  And you're not crazy, you just kinda been made aware that the world isn't what you were taught to believe it was.  That it's bigger and more complicated than you can imagine, now will you please stop freaking out?  Because iffen I bring these babies in that room and they smell your anxiety and fear, it's going to set them off, he heard Vet say in his head and he gasped.  Sitting up quickly in bed he looked around.  Vet wasn't in the room with him, no one was there, lifting up the sheet he saw that someone, Vet, most likely, had put him in a pair of his pajama pants.  He looked at the door and saw the doorknob turning.  Trying to calm his racing heartbeat, he inhaled and exhaled deeply.  He could do this, he was fine, everything was okay.  If Vet wanted to eat him, he would've done it last night.  He heard Vet snort just before the door opened.
      "You think I wanna eat you?" he heard the big Texan's voice as he pushed in Curt, RJ and Amy in their stroller, all three babies wide awake and smiling at the appearance of Richard.
      "Hey, no making fun of the human.  I'm still trying to wrap my head around this," he admonished the other man before leaning over to lift out Amy who had begun to fuss.  Tickling her lightly, he looked up shyly at Vet where the other man stood staring down at him.  So what now? he asked mentally, hoping the other man received the question, he was unsure he would since he'd done it consciously instead of the other times when it just seemed as if the older man knew what he was thinking.
      Whatever you want.  I've gotta meet with my Beta, that's my second in command and a few of my Gammas, but that's me.  You can take the triplets and go shopping or garden or read in the library or watch tv...whatever you want.
      Richard was about to protest the idea of being a kept man like he was some househusband, when he looked down into sweet smiling face of baby Amy.  He could have his own pursuits in between caring for the triplets.
      "I'm not a househusband," he protested stubbornly and heard Vet snort.
      "Of course you're not.  You're the mate of the alpha.  Trust me, you're going to be working hard in no time," the other man said before walking over to place a gentle kiss on the top of Richard's head.  Richard smiled and lifted his head for a kiss.  Okay, so he was going to spend the rest of his life with a man who could shift into a wolf.  That wasn't necessarily a bad thing right?  From what he could see, Vet was loyal, upstanding, strong, had a great sense of humor, was possessive, but not overly so, caring, compassionate, a great brother, a fantastic uncle, a wonderful father and an amazing lover...he could do a lot worse.  And as their kiss deepened he amended his earlier statement to add another great trait, impossibly amazing kisser.  Oh yeah, he could do a whole lot worse.

      Hours later found Richard and the triplets in one of the empty bedrooms, music playing, all of the furniture pushed to one side, the triplets all watching Richard from their baby swings as he danced gracefully around the room.  The music was a fluid, pulsing beat, emotionally stirring, and when Vet found them, he found himself wanting to lay on the floor and just watch as Richard moved around the room.  The man truly was amazing.  Vet sat down right inside of the doorway, not wanting to get in Richard's way, but not wanting to miss anything either.  As Richard's legs and arms extended and his body spun in graceful circles, before sliding and leaping beautifully, Vet felt a warmth spread throughout his chest.  His mate was amazing.  He hadn't seen any type of professional dancing, usually the only type of dancing he saw was in one of the honkey tonk bars in town or one of the gay bars in Dallas.  What Richard was doing, however, it was more than dancing, Vet felt like he was actually seeing the music, the story, he was watching passion, heartache, pain, redemption and forgiveness in motion.  He was breathless and in awe at the abandon with which his mate danced and he felt himself growing erect behind the zipper of his jeans.  As the music faded away, he saw Richard give one final turn and with a small leap land right in front of him, his hand outstretched towards his face.  The music ended, another song starting and still the two of them remained frozen, their eyes locked on each other, Richard's hand still stretched out towards Vet's face.  Without thought Vet took Richard's hand and pulled the smaller man into his lap before taking his lips with his own and kissing him deeply, trying to convey with his kiss how watching Richard dance had made him feel.
     Pulling back from the kiss Vet smiled down into his mate's flushed face.  "You dance beautifully," he breathed across the other man's face.
     "Thank you," Richard breathed back.  No other words were needed and so Vet kissed his mate again, this time plunging his tongue inside the smaller man's open mouth.  He heard Richard groan and growled in response.  Their passion, always simmering beneath the surface began to boil out of control.  Someone clearing their voice in the hallway was the only thing to snap them out of their passionate haze.  Richard pulled back with a gasp and turned to look at who had intruded on their intimate moment.  Vet didn't need to look, he'd know that scent anywhere, it was his Beta, Anton Forrester, affectionately called "Ton" by all who knew him.
     "Sorry to interrupt Alpha, but you wanted me to let you know when those three new horses you had bought arrived," the large man stated and with a sigh Vet turned to look at him.  Ton stood a few inches taller than his own 6'7" and was about twenty pounds heavier, making him the perfect beta for the Tate clan, a clan made up of mostly alternative lifestyle families and individuals, here in Wichita Falls, Texas.
      "I could always take care of it for you Alpha if you want?" he could hear as well as smell Ton's amusement at the fact that he'd caught his alpha and his mate in a semi-compromising position.
       "Well, if you could do it yourself then why did you come and bother Vet?" Richard asked, annoyed.  Vet grinned with pride when he saw Ton bare his neck instantly and lower his eyes in submission.
      "Forgive me Alpha Mate, it won't happen again," Ton was instantly contrite and even though Vet knew Richard didn't fully understand Ton's reaction to him, the smaller man seemed to take it all in stride.  Nodding his head he gestured with his hand for Ton to raise his head.
      "it's nothing.  Just don't do it again.  What's your name?" Richard asked and Vet sat back against the doorframe, his legs spread wide on either side of the doorway, he pulled Richard around to settle him back against his chest and wrapped his arms around his mate's torso and waist.
      "My name's Anton Forrester, Alpha Mate, but most folks 'round these parts just call me Ton because of my size," Ton responded.  Vet heard Richard scoff at the nickname and smiled.  You could take the boy out of New York, but you couldn't take New York out of the boy and it was obviously going to take his mate some time to get used to the way those in the South liked to give everyone a nickname.  He'd have one before long and he probably wouldn't like it.
      "Well, Anton, are you mated?  Do you have a mate yet?" Richard asked, his head tilting slightly in a move of curiosity, unaware that he was showing submission to Ton.  Vet slowly and gently, straightened the other man's head, thankful that he could trust Ton to not attempt to challenge Richard for his show of submission.  He knew he'd have to explain things to Richard later.  Preferably when they were alone.
      "No, not yet, Alpha Mate," Ton responded and Vet felt more than heard Richard chuckle.
      "Please, call me Richard, I'm begging you.  Alpha Mate is a mouthful," he pointed out smiling when Ton nodded.  "Now then, we have got to find you a mate, and soon, so you'll know how it feels whenever you're near them.  How do you feel about cross-dressers?"

*I had to pay my respects to an industry that I'm no longer able to be involved in: Dance.  I used to dance contemporary and I can't anymore, but when you watch truly gifted dancers, they make you feel the same way that Richard made Vet feel.  Next installment goes up tomorrow!!*

Unthinkable: Part Five-NSFW

Part Five:


     Richard cringed as Amy began crying in Vet's arms again and sighed as he looked over at the man directly across the hall from him.  "Do you need me to take her again?" he asked, his tone sympathetic and slightly pleading.  He'd become one of those people.  The kind that brought their sobbing, bawling, miserable babies on board an airplane and made everyone else suffer because of it.  Giving the passengers all behind him a sheepish and apologetic look, he checked to be sure that Curt and RJ were still asleep...they were...before standing up and walking across the aisle to take a squirming, crying Amy from her uncle's arms.
     "We should have drove," Vet mumbled for the eight time.
     "You don't think I wish we were a little farther into this trip?  That maybe the trip was already over, or better yet, wasn't even a necessity?  I do, with all my work with the babies and dealing with you so far, I totally understand.  But if we had driven, we would have been on the road for a week," Richard pointed out before he sat back down.
      "Not true.  We coulda been there in three days," Vet pointed out.
      "Staying in hotels?  Really?" Richard questioned him.  He rocked Amy gently in his arms smiling when the infant began to calm down.
      "What's wrong with staying in hotels?" Vet asked petulantly.  Richard grinned at the pouty look on the big man's face, so out of character with his stature that he almost laughed.
      "Staying in hotels is fun when kids are older or when it's just the parents, but having infants in a hotel?  Especially when you're travelling?  It doesn't sound like fun to me," Richard stated with a shrug, before noticing that Amy had finally fallen asleep.
      "You're really good with 'em," Vet smiled.  Richard merely blushed before standing carefully to put the baby back in her carrier.  Taking out a pair of earplugs he gently placed them in her ears, before placing a pacifier in her mouth which she began to suck on in her sleep instantly.  Turning to repeat the process with Curt and RJ he found his hand grabbed by Vet and he stopped.  Turning to look at the other man, his eyes widened at the desire burning in his green eyes.  Letting his eyes drift down he saw the very large erection straining against the front of Vet's Wranglers and felt his own erection surging in his designer jeans.
      "You..uh...you wanted something?" he asked in a choked voice.  Vet opened his mouth to respond when the "Fasten Seatbelt" sign flashed and the pilot began speaking.  Richard heard Vet growl softly in frustration and felt his mouth pull up in a small smile.  When Vet released his hand, he leaned forward and quickly kissed him before returning to his seat between Curt and RJ, who were blessedly, still asleep.  Quickly putting in their earplugs and pacifiers, he fastened his seatbelt and sat back with a sigh.  What was it about Vet?  He always had the urge to curl up in his lap and rub himself all over the other man, or to rip off his clothes, spread his legs and beg the bigger man to fuck him six ways from Sunday or...most embarrassingly, he wanted to tilt his head to the side and beg the other man to bite him.  He'd never been into BDSM or S/M or whatever it was that Rihanna was singing about, so he had no idea where the urge to be bitten came from.  Giving himself another mental shake, to prepare himself for landing, he glanced over at the man in question only to find Vet's eyes fastened on him.  He smiled weakly at him, feeling as if he were being undressed with Vet's eyes and wishing he knew what the other man was thinking.
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      Vet groaned as he smelled Richard's arousal hanging heavily in the close confines of his Ford Expedition.  They had been able to grab the triplets, a luggage rack and get to where he'd parked his "Expo" with minimum fuss.  As soon as they'd settled in the car, however, he'd smelled Richard's arousal and felt himself fighting his wolf for dominance.  He felt his canines trying to extend, his body struggling to grow bigger and his hair beginning to grow longer and thicker in some places and he inhaled to calm his racing heart.  Which was a bad idea, of course, because with that inhale the smell of Richard's cloying arousal pulsed through his body.  This time he couldn't hold back the growl in his throat.  He saw Richard's gaze fly towards his and he responded.
      "You're killin' me here babe, with all your wantin' me and bein' all turned on and shit," he explained, reaching down to try to give himself some room in his jeans, although there was none to be had.  All shifters were well endowed but he was still bigger than most and for that reason, he often had to buy larger sized jeans and wear a belt, just so he wouldn't feel choked all day, but to be trying to drive, in his Wranglers, hard and getting harder?  Well it was damn near becoming a fucking magic trick.
      "How did you know I was-" Richard questioned, not finishing the question.  Vet sighed, he could give some flip answer but his momma had always taught him that you don't lie to your mate, even if it would be in their best interest.  Turning onto the long dirt driveway that lead to his family ranch and working farm, filled with acres of wild forest, left there for the members of the pack to be able to run and hunt, Vet didn't answer as he pulled up in front of the home his parents had left for Mandy after he'd insisted that he'd stay in the bachelor house he'd built for himself that sat a ways behind the main house, the alpha house.  He tried to see the home through Richard's eyes and could see why the New Yorker sat with his mouth open.  All of the properties in New York were tiny but cost a lot of money, real estate in Texas was more of the "bigger is better" variety and so while everything in Texas was actually bigger than just about anything in New York, the cost was actually cheaper.  His home rose three stories from the ground, boasted of six bedrooms, in addition to the master suite, a nursery, a library, an office, family room, gourmet kitchen, formal dining room, breakfast nook, outdoor pool, greenhouse out back, with a vegetable garden that his mother had started and Mandy had continued.  They had a very large working ranch, where he raised and bred horses, getting them reading for rodeos and competitions.  They also had cattle, sheep, and goats on their farm, which none of the pack ever hunted, knowing that the animals helped to bring in money for them.
      "Oh.  My.  God.  I'm going to be living here?" Richard breathed and Vet smiled, not answering before turning off the vehicle and climbing from the car.  He walked towards the back, opened the door and after unbuckling them, lifted up the carriers that held Curt and RJ, deciding to stick with the boys, as he carried them towards the house.  He heard Richard following him and smiled and the sounds of awe and wonder the smaller man made as he walked up towards the large, white clapboard home.
      "This used to be a plantation.  You know a long time ago.  When the Civil War broke out though, the slaves were freed by this mysterious group of people who drove off the slave owners and gave the slaves their freedom.  A lot of them stayed, some of them moved north, some of them stayed in town, but this land has been a part of my family ever since," Vet gave Richard the history as he finally opened the door and led the smaller man inside.  He heard the other man gasp again as he saw the large entryway.  There was a large wolf image imprint on the floor, put there when his father was still alive.  As they walked through the house, heading towards the nursery, he pointed out each room to his mate.  Each room had a different theme and was painted in a different color.  As a kid he'd found it all fascinating, as an adult he found it just a little scary.
      "Your parents couldn't decide on one color?" he heard Richard ask and he laughed.
      "My grandparents did this.  My parents just kept it the way it was, so did Mandy.  You could change it if you want."  He heard Richard grunt and wondered at the sound.  Walking up the stairs and turning right at the top he pointed out the other bedrooms, letting Richard know that while no one lived there currently they were sometimes used by his "close friends and employees when they'd been working late," unsure of how to explain "Beta" and "Gamma Guards" to the smaller man.  Walking up the second flight of stairs he led his mate to the nursery and walked inside the bright yellow room.
      "Gah!" he heard Richard yelp and chuckled.  His grandmother had really liked bright colors and the yellow was so bright it was almost neon.
      "I had nightmares of this room as a kid," he laughed, picking up Curt and placing the sleeping baby in his crib, before taking out his earplugs and covering him with a light sheet.
      "I bet you did.  I think I will too," he heard Richard say as he picked up RJ to repeat the process with him.  All three sleeping babies settled, he grabbed his mate's hand and, after turning on the baby monitors and security cameras, he walked down the hall towards the master suite.
      "You've got some really high-tech security going on in the nursery there.  Are there a lot of people out to kill wealthy cowboys out here in these parts?" Richard teased.  Vet merely pulled the smaller man into the bedroom before shutting the door and pushing the other man up against it, his hands on either side of the younger man's head as he bent low to speak into his upturned face.
      "Only when you're as important as me.  We had someone attempt something right after the triplets were born.  We've had to take extra precaution now," he said before capturing his mate's mouth with his own.  Richard's taste burst across his tongue and he growled low in his throat again.  His wolf wanted its mate...NOW and if he didn't do something and fast, he was going to do something he'd regret later.  Like mate Richard without his permission.  He felt the smaller man's hips thrust against his own and felt his erection rubbing against his aching one and he knew that the time was now or never.  With a teasing nip to the other man's full bottom lip he pulled away slightly, grinning at Richard's whimper of protest and resisting his clutching hands.
      "I want you Richard," he started.
      "And you can have me, right now, so let's go," he heard the other man's breathless voice.
      Vet merely grinned and shook his head, placing a finger on Richard's lips before taking a small step back. "You need to know something first before you decide if you still want me or not," he explained before he began to strip off his clothes.
      "Not that I'm not enjoying this, but what do you have to tell me that involves you taking off your clothes?  I know you're not a woman, I felt your dick grow hard against me, so that's not it, and I can tell it's not small so what is it?" Richard asked curiously.  Vet merely continued undressing, sitting on the edge of the bed to pull off his boots, socks, jeans and then his boxers, he stood before Richard completely nude and completely aroused.
      "Good god almighty," he heard Richard breathe and he smiled in spite of the seriousness of what he had to say.  He watched as Richard stepped forward slowly as if in a trance before sinking to his knees before him.
      "You can tell me later," he said before sticking out his tongue to lick up the liquid that had collected at the end of his engorged shaft.  Vet growled again, his body shaking, before he felt his canines lengthen, his hair growing thicker and longer and his cock growing in size.  He looked down at his mate, on his knees in a position of submission and knew that he wouldn't be able to stop the change from taking over him this time, he needed to claim his mate...and he needed to do it now.
      "Oh my god!  Is your dick getting bigger?" he heard Richard exclaim in shock and...happiness?  He never would have though his mate was a size queen, but apparently he was.
      "Listen Richard," he spoke, his words slightly slurred because of his elongated teeth, "I'm not like other men."
      "Obviously," Richard agreed, his eyes still fastened on Vet's still growing erection.  "Oh, we are going to need a lot of lube and a lot of stretching, if you plan on fitting that thing inside of me," the smaller man teased.
      Vet groaned at the image and reaching down to grab Richard by the shoulders he lifted him up so he could look into the man's face.  He knew what he looked like, his canines had extended, his hair had grown to just past his shoulders, his chest was broader, more heavily muscled and soft hair covered it lightly, his normally ten inch cock was now around eleven and a half inches and had grown thicker as well, his hands had grown and he had to watch his nails that had lengthened and strengthened into claws.
      "Vet?  What the fuck!?  You look like a wolf man!" Richard breathed and Vet sniffed the air, scenting his slight fear, his curiosity and amazingly, his arousal was still there.
      "That's what I been trying to tell you.  I'm a wolf shifter.  Hollywood calls us "werewolves" but we're shapeshifters, we ain't bound by the moon, we can shift at will into our wolf forms or into our half wolf, half man forms like you see.  But we only shift into this third form when we're fighting a challenge or when we're about to claim our mates," he explained.  He saw Richard's eyes widen.
      "M-mates?  What's that?" he grinned wolfishly at Richard's question, before lowering his head and inhaling the scent of his mate.  His wolf howled in pleasure within him and he rubbed his face in the crook of the man's neck before lifting his head to answer.
      "Wolves mate for life.  Wolf shifters are the same.  Fate has one person, sometimes two, that is created just for us.  We know them by their scent.  When we find that person or persons, we feel the urge to claim them, to make love to them and to bite them, here," he said pointing to the very spot he'd nuzzled earlier as he sat back down on the bed and pulled Richard down to sit on his lap.  "When we bite them, we mark them so that everyone knows that they belong to us, that they are claimed that they are mated.  So when I mark you, everyone will know that you belong to me.  The Alpha of the Tate Pack."
      Richard moaned and tilted his head back and Vet wondered if it was a conscious movement or not.  Deciding not to overanalyze it, he licked the spot where Richard's neck joined his shoulder and then lightly grazed is canines over the spot.  He felt Richard shudder and no longer willing to wait, he used one nail to tear  into Richard's clothes before yanking them from the younger man's body.  He swung the smaller man up onto the bed and pulled off the high end boots the other man wore, before pulling off his socks leaving him blissfully naked and throbbing.
      "I'm your mate?" he heard Richard's breathless voice.
      "Yeah, and now I'm gonna claim you, mark you, and fuck you until you pass out," Vet promised before leaning over to take his mate's leaking cock into his mouth, he had to taste him.  The taste of his mate flooded his tongue and surrounded his senses.  He heard Richard moan loudly and felt his hips surge forward as he tried to shove his dick into Vet's throat.  He chuckled and held down the smaller man's hips.  Swirling his tongue around the head of the other man's throbbing erection, he dragged his tongue down one side before licking up the other side, pushing lightly on the vein he felt throbbing there.  He stuck his tongue into the slit at the tip of the smaller man's erection, savoring his flavor on his tongue before he kissed his way up his body to his puckered pink nipples.  He moaned in appreciation at the sight before taking one into his mouth.  He licked and sucked on the hardened tip, the fingers of his left hand, plucking and squeezing the right nipple so that it didn't feel abandoned.  Biting gently on the nipple in his mouth he heard Richard pant his name and plead with him to just "do it already."  He shook his head before kissing and licking his way across his mate's toned chest to the other nipple, raising his right hand to the other wet tip as he repeated the process.  He tortured the hardened tips until he felt his mate's body trembling beneath him.  Raising his head he moved up before he lowered his lips down onto the other man's opened mouth.  Their tongues tangled together, their breathing harsh with want and desire.  He felt Richard's arms wrap around his neck and his legs wrap around his hips and groaned as the tip of his own throbbing erection rubbed against the clenching puckered entrance of his mate.
      "Vet, please.  I want you inside of me, now," he heard Richard's voice, laced with desire reach down and grip his cock in its embrace.
      "I wanted to take my time and make it good for you," he panted, groaning when Richard lifted his hips.
      "Take your time next time, but this time I want you to fuck me and I want you to do it now!" Richard grinned, it seemed as if his mate was going to be a bossy bottom, rather than the submissive man he'd thought him to be.  It turned him on even more.  No longer able to constrain himself, he reached over to jerk open the top drawer of the nightstand and yanked out the bottle of lube he'd put there when he'd had to move in after Mandy's death.  Shoving out thoughts of his dead sister and her mate, he sat back on his knees and opened the cap on the bottle of lubricant.  Pouring some on his fingers, he almost dropped the bottle when he saw Richard grab hold of his own erection and begin to stroke.  He watched for a moment, his tongue coming out to lick his lips as he remembered the taste of the younger man, before he slapped away the other man's hand.
      "Mine," he growled before taking one lubed finger and circling around the smaller man's puckered entrance.  Both men groaned simultaneously and Vet grabbed one firm cheek and squeezed it gently before slowly pushing in one finger.  The velvet heat of his mate, clenching his finger, the tightness that surrounded his digit, made him whimper and almost lose his firm hold on his wolf.  He had to hurry up and prepare and stretch his mate or he was going to embarrass himself and come all over the sheets before he even got a chance to be inside of him.  Slowly thrusting his finger inside Richard's hole, he waited until he felt his entrance relax some before he pulled his finger almost all the way out and then pressed two inside.
      "Hurry up Vet, please," he heard Richard plead, the younger man's hands clenching the sheets of the bed tightly in his grasp.
      "Not yet baby, I'm way bigger than this," he admonished him before slowly pressing in a third finger.  He thrust his fingers inside, turning them gently and finding the mass of nerves that was the other man's prostate. He pressed on the button and felt Richard's hips thrust up, a small yelp leaving his throat.  "Oh yeah, baby, just like that, let me hear you," his voice rumbled from his chest and focusing on that spot he thrust his fingers in faster and deeper, pressing in a fourth finger when he felt the muscles surrounding his mate's entrance loosen.  No longer able to hold himself back, he pulled out his fingers and coating his aching erection liberally in lube, he pressed the tip of his cock to his mate's entrance and paused.
      "Do it Vet, now!" Richard demanded and Vet had to stop himself from thrusting in at that point.
      "You understand that when I do this, I'm going to bite you at some point, mark you as mine forever.  You're going to belong to me, and I'm going to belong to you.  Mated forever.  I won't ever let you go after this Richard," he stated firmly.  He watched Richard's eyes open and let those crystal blue eyes lock with his clear green ones.  After a few seconds he saw Richard nod and he smiled.
      "I understand Vet, now will you please shut the fuck up and mate me already?" Richard's words ended on a gasp, when Vet pressed in slowly, stopping with just the head of his cock inside, allowing the smaller man to adjust and relax before pressing all the way inside.  Both men groaned and Richard locked his legs around Vet's waist and nodded his head, telling the other man he could move.  So move is exactly what Vet did.  Pulling out until only the tip of his cock remained inside, he pressed back in, fully and deeply.  He pulled back and then thrust back in slowly before building up speed until he was pounding his cock into the smaller man's entrance, the only sounds in the room moans, pants and flesh slapping against flesh, the most beautiful sound that Vet had ever heard.  He felt Richard's muscles clench his cock and knew that his mate was about to come, moving his hands from where they rested on the bed, he slid them under the smaller man's back and lifted him up until his mate's neck was bared to him.
      Feeling his own orgasm rushing over him he growled loudly, fiercely and possessively "MINE" and buried his teeth in his mate's neck.  He heard Richard scream out with the force of his orgasm, his seed spurting up between them before he felt as if the top of his own erection flew off as he spilled his own come deep within the channels of his mate's ass, covering them in his fluids, marking him inside as his teeth marked him outside.  He felt their souls joining together, their mating link snapping into place and their hearts beating as one and felt peace flood his spirit even as he felt both the force of his own orgasm as well as Richard's rush over him.
      Still shaking from the intensity of their shared orgasm, Vet laid Richard back down on the bed, withdrawing his canines before licking the wounds closed and whining happily at the sight of his mark on his mate's neck.  He stayed buried within the smaller man until he felt his body return to normal, his hairy slowly fading away, leaving only the hair on his chest, his canines receding and his cock softening and returning to its normal size before he was able to slowly pull out.  Both men hissed at the motion and Vet stood up from the bed on shaky legs and walked into the large en suite bathroom to wet a washcloth and grab a towel to clean them both off.  Having wiped them both clean and then drying them with the towel, he tossed both items toward the bathroom before climbing into bed behind his new mate.  He pulled the smaller man into his arms, breathing in his new scent, which was a blend of the both of them and smiled in delight.  Things had gone much better than he could have hoped for.  He had his mate, they were going to raise his sister's children together, his pack and his ranch were flourishing.  Everything was perfect.  Nothing could go wrong.
      "You know you're cleaning up that mess when we wake up," he heard Richard mumble and he chuckled softly.  It seemed as if his little mate was a neat freak.  Well, he was a slob, so he could see a lot of fun arguments ahead.
      "Yes dear," he would promise his mate anything as long as he stayed in his arms.  He sighed again, his body slowly following his mate into sleep, yep, perfect.


*Next installment's going up tomorrow!*