Thirteen Mark

Dustin's lips were crushed against mine once more as we staggered backward. I landed on my soaked mattress, hardly noticing the dampness since I, too, was soaked to the bone by the spell. None of it mattered as my instincts took over. Dustin was pushing me back, crawling on top of me as he kissed me harder and harder. His tongue did a delicate dance around my own as I worked my fingers up under his wet clothes. I needed him naked. Now.

Peeling wet clothing off was a bit of a chore, but it didn't dissuade me. Thankfully, both of us had worn loose-fitting items that night, and they came away with only a marginal amount of effort. As I pulled Dustin's shirt away, I had to stop a moment to take in his absolutely stunning physique. The man was made of muscles upon muscles. His arms I'd seen, and they were incredible. But his wide chest heaving with passion was a sight to behold. Not to mention the line of perfect abs running down his body. After all the strain and sweat of his game that night, he was looking pumped and fit as fuck. But the man V plunging below his waistband… whew… that about took my breath away.

"Wow…" I muttered, running my hand down his body, feeling each ridge and bump as he breathed heavily. "You are quite a sight."

"I didn't earn a lot of it," he smirked. "Alpha genes. They're good for something, I guess."

"Alpha genes, huh?" I glanced down at the impressive bulge straining against his jeans. "I've heard rumors."

He smirked again, this time wider. "They're true." He hooked his fingers under my hoodie, pulling it up and off me in one fluid motion. "But it's you I want to see."

Shirtless underneath him, I felt suddenly self-conscious. I was skinny at best, and I didn't have a lot of muscle definition. What was there wasn't because I was strong but because I had very little body fat. Call it one of the perks of being a witch, but doing magic ate up a lot of energy. That meant I was nearly always eating just to get enough calories to pay for the magic I was doing. Even then, it meant I would never grow big and strong like Dustin.

"It's not much," I said, my voice small in the quiet surrounding us.

"What are you talking about?" he replied, running his thick hands down my torso. "I think you're beautiful."

"Is that your actual opinion or the mate bond talking?"

"I don't know," he said honestly. "But I don't care either. It's what I think, regardless."

I guess that wasn't the worst compliment I'd ever received. It was still genuine, just not unbiased. Either way, it made my stomach churn again as the butterflies lifted off. The feeling was mind-numbing.

His hands reached the waistband of my pajamas, and he stopped. "May I?"

It was cute that he always asked permission. I liked that. "Of course," I said, gesturing toward the clear tent filling my pants. "I'm interested, obviously."

"Just wanted to make sure." His cheeks were bright red.

"But you have to take yours off too."

"Right," he nodded. "Do you mind going first?"

"Not at all."

"Sorry," he smiled. His fingers tucked themselves under my waistband. "I'm just a bit nervous. I've… never done anything like this before. I don't want to stop," he assured me. "I'm just nervous."

"You mean with a guy?"

"Yeah."

I leaned up close, kissing him softly on the lips. "There's no need to rush. Take it slow."

He nodded again. "Okay."

Then, with the utmost care, Dustin slowly began to peel the fabric away. The thin trail of dark hair expanded as he worked his way down. My cock was bent downward slightly, only the base of the shaft showing until I rocked my hips forward to get the rest of it still clinging to my ass. All at once the pajama pants came away, and my cock sprang free, flopping into my belly.

As far as I was concerned, it was a nice cock. Not a monster by any means, but shapely and pleasant to look at. But the way Dustin stared at it with his jaw hanging open, you'd think he'd found the pinnacle of all dicks.

"Can… Can I touch it?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "Sure."

He reached out, his fingers caressing the silky underside of my cock. I couldn't help a small moan as he worked his way down to my balls, giving them a gentle tug. His fingers came back up, working their way around my cock until he grasped it firmly in his hand.

"It's warm," he said with a tone of surprise.

"Uh… yeah?" I smirked. "I'm a witch, not a fucking lizard."

"Right… sorry. I just… I've never felt one that wasn't my own."

"You're telling me you shower naked with a bunch of buff dudes, and you've never even once touched their cocks before?"

He looked shocked. "No! Why the hell would I do that?"

I sighed. "Porn has really given me false expectations about locker rooms."

"Straight porn isn't anything like that…"

"Yeah, I know," I scoffed. "I've watched some before. I don't know how straight guys stand all that screaming and cawing women do in those things. It's annoying as fuck."

"You turn the sound off."

"Boring. I want to hear the moans, just not whatever the hell it is those women are doing." I gave him another smile as I kicked my pajamas off my ankles. "Alright. It's your turn."

Dustin looked suddenly more nervous.

"Just pretend you're in the locker room," I smirked. "You get naked in front of guys all the time."

"Yeah, but not with a hard-on."

"That makes it better, believe me."

He took a deep breath and stood up. "Alright."

With trembling fingers, he reached down and unbuttoned his pants, pulling the zipper down slowly. He kicked off the jeans first and then his socks until he was just standing there in his underwear. I thought he'd be wearing a jockstrap, but it was just a pair of boxer briefs that were being stretched to within an inch of their seams tearing.

"Can I?" I asked, gesturing to his package.

"Y-Yeah."

I sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing his hips and pulling him gently forward a few inches until his cock was nearly resting against my chin. In this position, I could smell that musky leather smell rolling off him. Even with my dulled senses, I could still smell the pheromones, and it was turning me on even more. Reaching up, I slipped my fingers under his waistband and gently pulled them down.

Dustin's cock didn't spring free when I pulled the fabric away. Not because he wasn't turned on, but because it was just too damn heavy for that.

"Holy fuck," I exclaimed, staring at the cock only an inch away from my face. "This thing is like a goddamn Coke can!"

"Yeah… a lot of girls don't like it," he replied shyly. "They say it's too big."

"Well, the good thing with guys is that we aren't quitters," I smirked.

"I don't think I'm ready for that–"

"Don't worry," I replied, wrapping my hand around the back of his balls. He let out a soft moan in response. "We're not going that far tonight. But I do want to taste you."

I leaned in close, my tongue running slowly across his slit, lapping up the bead of precum that had formed there. The sweetness filled my mouth, and I sighed in satisfaction.

"Fuck…" Dustin moaned, staring down at me. "That feels amazing."

I lifted an eyebrow. "Then wait till you feel this."

Opening my mouth wide to accommodate his girth, I slipped the head of his cock inside. He moaned as I ran my tongue along the sensitive underside of his glans. Within a few seconds, he was leaking more precum into my mouth, making me even more ravenous. I'd never been so turned on by someone's taste before. Dustin must have been having a good time too, especially when his hand came to rest on the top of my head, his fingers winding through my hair.

I didn't stop. Listening to his moans and the gentle nudges against my scalp, I adjusted my technique. My tongue swirled over his cockhead while my hand massaged his heavy balls. I was able to get about half his cock in my mouth before I maxed out, but that seemed to be more than enough. Within a minute or two, Dustin was already bucking into my mouth involuntarily. And I knew that he wasn"t far from finishing.

"I'm gonna cum," he said breathlessly.

But I didn't stop.

With a cry, he thrust forward, his cock pulsing in my mouth. I pulled back just in time for him to shoot his load all over my tongue and face. He came a lot more than I expected. By the time his moans died away and were replaced with trembling muscles, my face was coated, and my mouth was full.

"Holy shit," I gasped, swallowing his load. "You cum a lot!"

"S-Sorry…"

"Fuck no! Don't apologize for that!" I paused, licking as much of his delicious seed off my lips and fingers as I could. "I love it, and you taste amazing. It's hot as fuck."

He leaned down, wiping my cheek with his thumb before pressing it into my mouth. "It looks good on you."

Now my cock was throbbing like crazy. I wasn't sure if he knew what he was doing, but that simple move had activated something so deeply slutty inside me. Suddenly I wanted nothing more than to be covered in his cum, inside and out, always. But I had to restrain myself. It was his first time, and I didn't want to rush him too much.

"I should probably get a towel," I chuckled, pushing myself up from the bed.

"Wait… what about you?" Dustin gestured toward my rock-hard cock. "I don't want to leave you hanging."

I grabbed a towel from my drawer, wiping my face dry. "Do you want to help or watch?"

He hesitated, his eyes darting back and forth. "I want to… help." He looked back up at me. "You're my mate. I want to make you feel good."

The mate stuff was going to take some getting used to. "Alright." I crossed back to my bed, tossed the towel to the side, and laid down with my back against the headboard. "I'm all yours."

He stepped closer, crawling onto the bed. "What do I do?"

"Do whatever you like having done to you," I replied. "And I'll guide you from there."

"Okay."

For a long moment, he just stared at my cock, analyzing it as if it were a complicated equation. I almost saw the shrug when he finally gave up thinking and reached out. With soft, gentle strokes, he ran his fingers up and down the underside of my cock. I let out a small moan, letting him know he was on the right track.

However, my encouragement bolstered his confidence more than I expected. Wrapping his fingers around my shaft, he slowly pumped me a few times, milking the precum out of my cock. It beaded at the tip, glistening in the light. I didn't even get a chance to encourage him further before he leaned down and licked it from my cock.

The low growl of pleasure through his body was something to behold. It started in his chest but filled his entire being right down to his toes. He leaned down close, his face buried in my groin as he inhaled deeply. I'd forgotten for a moment how scent-driven werewolves were. If I could tell he was turned on from his scent, my scent must have been driving him fucking wild.

Before I knew what was happening, Dustin was licking up and down the underside of my shaft. He dipped down to my balls, taking them into his mouth gently before working his way back to my cockhead. For someone who'd never given a blowjob before, he was working me over like an old pro. His tongue swirled around my ridge, making me shiver with pleasure. Then he took me into his mouth with a gentleness that was almost amusing.

When it came to the actual sucking, his technique was a bit delicate, but that didn't stop me from nearly blowing my load right there. Just seeing this hulking, muscular man go down on me was enough to bring me to the brink.

"Fuck," I muttered, doing everything I could to stop myself from bucking into his mouth. "That feels amazing."

He glanced up, smiling with my cock still in his mouth. Reaching down, he wrapped his fingers around the backside of my balls like I'd done to him. He kept his eyes trained on mine as he worked his lips up and down my shaft, his tongue swirling the entire time.

Shivers ran up my spine as my entire nervous system sparked, alighting every pleasure point I had in my body. Heat rose in my belly, gathering down in my groin and signaling my oncoming orgasm. I felt the magic rising up in me at the same time. It was uncontrollable, driving my pleasure over the edge.

"Oh fuck," I gasped, gripping the sheets as my body tensed. "I'm gonna–"

I didn't get the words out before I shot my load into Dustin's mouth. And to my surprise, he didn't even fucking blink. He just stared up at me as I pumped him full of my seed. In fact, he drank it down hungrily, slurping over my sensitive rod to get every last drop. Eventually, I was so overwhelmed with sensation that I had to push him away so I could breathe.

"Holy fuck…" I gasped. "That… was… incredible." I watched him lick his lips. "Sorry… I didn't give much warning."

"Don't apologize," he smiled. "I loved it."

A sudden wave of exhaustion rolled over me, and my eyes fluttered. Being up all night was finally catching up with me now that I was no longer stressed out of my mind. That blowjob had been just the release I needed, and now I was headed for dreamland, whether I liked it or not.

Dustin leaned down close, his arms wrapped around me. "Do you want to sleep in my bed?" he asked, his equally sleepy voice in my ear. "It's dry."

"Mmm," I moaned. "Carry me."

He just chuckled, scooping me up in his arms easily and lifting me off the bed. Somehow, he managed to kick the tarp off his own bed before placing me gently on the mattress. Throwing the blanket over us both, he cuddled up next to me, his arm draped over my waist as he pulled me tight against his chest.

I couldn't imagine a better way to end the night.