Twenty-One Mark

"See? That was kind of nice, wasn't it?" I asked as I walked with Dustin back through Chinatown on the south side of Chicago. "Pretty good, right?"

"I think that might have been the best food I've ever eaten," he replied, rubbing his belly, which was noticeably full. "Maybe I didn't need to eat nearly that entire duck."

"I'm fairly certain that poor Asian lady was terrified of you, watching you demolish that duck like that."

"It wasn't the duck."

"Oh? What was it then?"

"She was a Quilin," he replied. "Couldn't you tell?"

"She looked like a person to me. I was focusing on my food, not the waitstaff."

"Oh. Well, I could smell it, and she definitely knew what I was. I guess they don't get a lot of werewolves down here."

"There aren't a lot in Chicago from what I know. Don't your kind tend to keep to rural areas so they can run?"

"It's a stereotype, but a true one. It's hard to find space to run in the city, and using public parks is a good way to start a panic. Besides, wolves like clean air, and no offense, but this city smells like piss."

"I assure you, all of it smells like that, too," I nodded. "That's why I like being at the academy so much. Everything is so green and beautiful there. I feel like I can breathe. Honestly… I kind of wish I could stay there forever. Not doing schoolwork, mind you, but just enjoying the outdoors."

"I mean… we could always just move to someplace in the country once we're done with school."

I stopped dead in my tracks. "Dustin Fangborn," I smiled. "Did you just ask me to move in with you? After just six weeks of dating me?"

A crooked smile filled his face. "I mean… only if you want to."

"Where would we go?"

"I don't know… maybe Michigan or something? I hear they have some really beautiful rural places up there. And… if I'm being honest, I really liked the look of the Great Lakes when you dropped me in the middle of Lake Erie. The sunrise that day was breathtaking. I think I could be pretty happy living on the lake." He smiled even wider. "Then we could go out swimming and play pirates!"

There was nothing to do but stand there for a long moment and admire him. "You are too cute sometimes, you know that?"

Dustin blushed a deep red. He reached out and took my hand as he stepped up close to me. "And you're too lovely for words."

I leaned close, kissing him softly on the lips. "I don't want to go back to the academy tonight," I whispered. "Why don't we get a room here in the city and just spend the night?"

"You don't mind?"

"Are you kidding?" I scoffed. "A chance to not sleep in a dorm room on that shitty mattress? I wouldn't pass that up for anything."

"Do they have any motels around here?"

I gave him a vicious amount of side-eye. "I'm going to pretend you didn't just say motel."

"What's wrong with a motel?"

"Well, first thing, I'm not renting the room by the hour so I can rent a hooker," I replied. "And secondly, I don't want to go back to the academy with bed bugs." I grabbed him by the chin and pointed him north toward downtown Chicago. "We're gonna stay there, in a proper hotel. Preferably a nice room with a jacuzzi tub big enough for the both of us."

"Wow… I've never done anything like that before…"

"You see," I said, pulling him along. "This is why Ohio is as close to hell as you can get. I don't know how you've survived this long."

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One cab ride and credit card transaction later, Dustin and I were standing just inside the doorway of our hotel room for the night. Now, to be fair, it wasn't anything fancy. There was a single king-sized bed, a big window overlooking the city, and the required cuck chair at the foot of the bed. However, the star of the show was the massive jacuzzi tub in the bathroom that was built for two. It was serviceable and probably one of the cheapest hotel rooms I'd ever stayed in. But to Dustin, it was the Taj Mahal.

"This is incredible!" He ran over to the window, throwing the curtains aside and staring at the Chicago skyline. "You can see Lake Michigan from here!"

"It's not a bad view," I replied, stepping up next to him. "My parent's house is on the west side of the city, so we can't see it from here. Too dark anyway."

"Is this how all rich people live?" he asked, looking around the room. "It's amazing."

"This is how middle-class people travel for work," I smiled. "This hotel mostly does conventions and things like that. I've been here a few times when my father had parties here. My parents usually got a large suite near the top of the building, but they'd get me my own room down here. It's not much, but to a teenage boy, it's pretty awesome."

"I think the fanciest thing I've ever been in was a Best Western when we traveled down to Cincinnati for a rodeo once."

"A rodeo?" I looked him up and down. "You know… I bet you'd look real fucking cute in a cowboy hat."

"I do," Dustin replied smugly. "But you should see me in just a cowboy hat."

"Counteroffer. Nix the cowboy hat and just meet me in the jacuzzi. Sound good?"

"Deal."

And he was off like a shot. Within a matter of seconds, I heard the tub spout switch on and water begin to fill the tub. I couldn't help but smile. He was like an excitable puppy. Although, I'll admit I couldn't get that image of him out of my head with just a cowboy hat on. He might even look cute in a pirate tricorn hat. Maybe I'd get both made for him for Christmas or something. I wasn't usually the type to give gifts, but if I could convince him to fuck me with the hats on, that could be a pretty fun night, right?

We weren't quite at the point where I needed roleplay to make sex more interesting. I figured we had at least five to ten years before that need arose. But it was fun to think about either way. However, I had more pressing thoughts on my mind.

Like how we were going to survive this upheaval that was inevitably coming. I had no doubt in my mind that Dustin's parents would flip. In fact, I had a pretty good idea that mine would flip as well. At the end of the semester, Dustin would finish all requirements for his scholarship. Even if he didn't finish his degree, which he hated, he wouldn't have to worry about reneging on the scholarship. But I had to stay on for another semester to finish mine.

The question that haunted me was whether or not he'd finish the year out at the academy. I wanted to just say fuck it and run off into the sunset with him. However, if I didn't finish the requirements of my scholarship, the school would hunt me down and force me to pay back the time they'd given me. That could mean five to ten years of service to the academy, and I definitely didn't want to do that.

Then there was the issue of the football scouts. If Dustin was drafted, that would mean finishing school and then suddenly being thrust into the life of an army wife. Dustin would be on a bus for ten months out of the year while I stayed at home and did… what? Sure, he'd probably make a fuck-ton of money, but that didn't matter to me. I just wanted him. I wasn't about to tell him not to chase his dreams, but the idea of him being gone that much made my heart hurt. That's not how I envisioned starting our life together.

Our life. What a surreal thing to say.

"You coming or what?"

Pulled from my spiraling thoughts, I turned around and found Dustin standing in the doorway to the bathroom. He had one arm up, leaning against the doorframe, his body backlit by the bright bathroom lights. My eyes drifted across his body, drinking in every inch of him.

He was completely naked.

I stopped for a moment, my gaze hovering on that fat cock of his that was already half-hard with anticipation. I bit my lower lip and it gave a small twitch in return.

"Yeah," I nodded. "I'm coming."

A few seconds passed as I just continued to stare.

"Alright," he said with a sigh. "I get it."

Dustin crossed the room, his cock swinging side to side. With one swift movement, he lifted me off my feet, threw me over his shoulder, and headed back toward the bathroom. I couldn't help laughing, but really, I was pretty turned on. It wasn't every day I got carried around by a big, strong man. And Dustin was just the guy I wanted to do it.

In the bathroom, he set me down gently. When I started to grab the hem of my hoodie to pull it off, he stopped me, shaking his head.

"Let me," he whispered.

I allowed my hands to fall away as Dustin pulled me into a soft kiss. His thick fingers worked their way under my shirt, delicately exploring my skin as his tongue swirled around mine. With a soft touch, he removed my hoodie, tossing it to the floor beside us. The moment the cold air touched my skin, I broke out in goosebumps. But when his lips made contact with my skin, I felt them double. Tingles ran across my body wherever he touched me, like pricks of electricity.

Dustin kissed gently down my chest, licked and nibbled at my nipples, and then sank down to his knees in front of me. He kissed my waist, dipping his tongue under the waistband of my pants as his fingers dug into my hips. My neck arched, and I let out a soft moan. I loved when he did this. It was his way of worshipping every inch of my body, and while he'd done it a few times, I never grew tired of it. I'd never had a man put so much care into making me feel like the most beautiful creature on earth.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered against my skin, as if he could read my mind. He breathed me in deeply, running his tongue over my hip before he bit down softly. "You smell incredible."

I just moaned in reply, knowing that sound would make him far happier than any compliment deflection I could come up with. His fingers found the button of my jeans, undoing them delicately before sliding the zipper down. I'd made it a point not to wear any underwear on this date, and Dustin's eyes lit up the moment he saw the dark tuft of hair above my cock.

"Fuck…" he groaned, burying his face against my pelvis. "I want to be covered in your scent all the time."

"W-What do I smell like?" I managed to ask.

"Jasmine," he replied. "Flowering in the heat of a summer day."

Before I could ask anything else, I felt my jeans slip down to my ankles. My cock sprang free, hitting Dustin in the chin. He just giggled softly as he pulled my boots, socks, and finally my jeans off, leaving me standing completely nude in front of him. A moment later, his lips were against the shaft of my cock, kissing it down to the head. He stopped only for a moment to lick the bead of precum away, groaning in pleasure as he tasted me.

The next moment I was buried to the hilt, the heat of his mouth causing me to moan in sheer ecstasy. It was incredible how good he was at sucking dick now. In just a few short weeks, he'd gone from total newbie to a professional. As far as I was concerned, he was even better than me. The way his tongue expertly swirled around the underside of my cock as he worked his lips from tip to balls. It was an incredible sensation, and it only took a minute or two of it before I was on the edge.

"You're gonna make me cum," I warned, my fingers tangled in his hair.

"Fine with me," he mumbled around the shaft of my cock.

Grabbing both sides of his face, I forced him to hold still as I stroked myself in and out of his mouth, my balls slapping against his chin. He didn't gag or pull away. Instead, he just looked up at me, enjoying the way I used his mouth for my own pleasure. The familiar tingling sensation was building in my balls as my body tensed.

"Fuck!" I cried, burying myself as deep as I could go.

Dustin just opened wider as I shot my load down his throat. Then, as always, he spent a minute or two sucking me clean, milking every last drop of cum out of my cock until I was a shivering, quaking mess.

"Come here," he said, getting back to his feet. "We're not done yet."

Scooping me up once more, Dustin carried me over to the tub that was now full of steaming water. He stepped inside, gently lowering me onto the edge of the tub. There was already a towel laid out so my skin didn't touch the cold platform surrounding the jacuzzi. He leaned me back softly, throwing my ankles over his shoulders. By the time he was done, he was positioned just right so that my ass was only inches from his face.

And then he started working on me again. But this time, he used his mouth to loosen up my hole. He started with a long lick from the base of my tailbone all the way up to the tip of my cock. I shivered in delight, the tingling sensation spreading over my body once more. Immediately my cock forgot about the orgasm I'd just had and stiffened once more. With Dustin's face buried between my cheeks, he tongued me up and down, flicking over my ass quickly before pressing himself against my entrance. I felt his tongue slip inside, exploring my hole that was already open and willing to take anything he'd give me. He groaned in approval, continuing to work me over to his heart's content.

Meanwhile, I got to lay back on the edge of the tub, fully supported and allowed to just enjoy whatever he gave me. Again, my body was being worshipped by this big, muscular werewolf of a man, and I just couldn't get enough of it. Every touch and squeeze felt intentional like he was telling me how beautiful I was with his caressing. The magic between us deepened, seeping through my skin into his. Within a moment or two, the connection strengthened once more, and I began to feel his pleasure through it. The feedback loop was becoming a regular occurrence whenever we fucked. But I wasn't complaining. I didn't know what it was or how it was possible, but I didn't care. It was the most exquisite sensation I'd ever felt.

"You ready?" Dustin asked, finally coming up for air. He stroked my cock slowly, his eyes glowing alpha gold once more.

I nodded. "Please," I begged. "Please fuck me."

He just smiled instead of saying anything. With gentle hands, he turned me over on the towel so that my chest was lying over the edge of the tub. Making sure I had enough padding, he spread my legs, positioning so that my ass was high in the air. Gripping my hips, he stepped up behind me, his fat cock coming to rest against my hole. I heard the snap of a bottle top and smiled. He'd squirreled away some lube somewhere in his clothing for tonight. Probably because he could smell that I was feeling horny. I guess there were some perks to not being able to keep a secret from your wolf mate.

I closed my eyes, listening to the sound of Dustin lubing up his own cock. Through the connection, I could feel the slick sensation of his hand gliding over his dick and swirling around the head. He was so turned on already and near to exploding. But that was fine with me. We never fucked just once in a single evening. The connection between us meant the first time was quick, but the second one… well, that's where the real fun happened.

When the head of Dustin's cock finally pressed against my entrance, my body opened up easily to him. After all his care, I was ready to take as much girth as he could give me. His head slipped in easily, the ridge gliding over my prostate as he slowly buried himself to the hilt. When he finally ran out of cock to give me, he was pushing against my second ring, giving me that full feeling I so desperately craved. At the same time, I could feel my body hugging his cock through the connection, and it was incredible.

"Fuck," I breathed out, gripping the edge of the tub.

"I'm never gonna get used to how amazing this is," he replied, gripping my hips tightly. "This connection is insane. I'm already so close."

"Don't hold back," I said. "I want to feel your cum inside me."

"Whatever you say, baby."

Dustin rocked his hips, slowly stroking his long, thick cock deep inside my body. With every movement, he ground against that special spot that caused precum to ooze from my cock into the tub. The heat of the water made my muscles relax, but the growing pleasure in my belly had them tensing once more. A tingling sensation ran up and down my spine, waves of pleasure rushing across my body behind them. I reached down, running a finger over the sensitive glans of my cock. It pulsed under my touch. I was so hard.

"Fuck, baby," Dustin groaned, picking up his pace. His balls slapped against my ass, adding to the intense mix of sensation. "I'm not gonna last."

"Breed me," I begged, grasping my throbbing cock and starting to stroke myself. "I need it!"

The low growl built quickly in his chest. He only got in a handful of strokes before he buried himself to the hilt with a cry, his balls pulled tight against my ass. Searing heat flooded my body, his cock throbbing wildly. At the same time, I pushed back against him, his cockhead popping past my second ring and flooding my body with cum. My cock pulsed in my hand, hot seed spilling over my hand.

My vision swam and I felt my body go limp. For a moment, I thought I was going to fall out of the tub completely. But Dustin's strong hands caught me and lowered me into the water with his cock still buried inside me. We came to rest inside the jacuzzi tub, me sitting in his lap. I leaned back against his chest, my forehead resting against his neck.

"I'm never gonna get tired of this," I sighed, kissing him softly. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, baby," he replied. "Thank you for tonight."

"Don't thank me yet," I smiled. "It's not over yet."

Dustin's cock flexed inside me, the sudden burst of electricity making me gasp.

"Oh, I know," he replied, grinning back at me.

One thing was for sure: I was gonna be sore tomorrow.