Chapter Eleven Thor

"Y es," I heard myself whisper before I could stop myself.

Oh fuck… why did I say that? Well, I knew why. But why did I say it out loud? I couldn't do this. I couldn't give in. And yet, with Flynn's hands on my shoulders and the scent of him washing over me, I knew I was powerless to stop it.

The moment the word left my lips, I caught the scent of his excitement in the air. It was incredible what kind of things a wolf nose could pick up. A spike in his pheromones was the equivalent of shoving myself face first into a field of wildflowers. The smell was intense, sweet, and overwhelming. There was no escaping it and with every breath I felt my thoughts scramble a little further. Logic was flying out the window while the cock in my shorts began to lengthen. Not to mention I was fairly certain Flynn wasn't wearing anything under my t-shirt. That made him much easier to smell.

"So, you want to watch me, huh?" he whispered, his lips caressing my ear and sending shivers down my spine. "I guess I could cum again if that's what you really want."

I found myself nodding slowly.

"Tell you what," Flynn replied, pressing his body against me. "I'll let you watch me in exchange for fair pay."

"Pay?"

"Yeah," he nodded, grabbing my chin and forcing me to face him. "I want a kiss."

I swallowed hard. "A k-kiss?"

He leaned closer. "That's pretty innocent, right? Then you can watch me finger myself into oblivion, which is considerably less innocent."

"I… uh…"

"Look," he said, suddenly serious. "I know what's going on here. You've been acting sort of shady since I woke up. But when we ran into your bother today, I figured it all out. I know your secret."

I was suddenly terrified. How could he possibly know I was a werewolf? Did his grandmother know more than he let on? Was her warning about the wolves finally making sense to him? I swallowed hard.

"Y-You do?"

"Yeah. And don't worry, your secret is safe with me." He looked me dead in the eye. "I won't tell anyone that you're having thoughts about men."

"O-Oh…" I didn't know what to say.

"I know it's hard when you're first discovering this part of yourself. We've all gone through it. So don't worry, I won't out you to your family or anyone in the resort. Whatever happens here in this room is between you and me only." He gave me a soft smile, patting me on the shoulder. "And don't worry, no matter what happens between us, I'm not asking you to be in a relationship with me. This can just be a summer fling where I have some fun and you get a safe place to explore this new side of yourself. At the end of the two weeks, we can part ways as friends, and you can go back to living how you always did if that's what you want. Your secret is safe with me, Thor."

I stared at him for a long moment. He was completely wrong about my secret of course, but I could tell he was being genuine. He didn't know that same-sex coupling amongst wolves was fairly common. However, there were certain situations, like my own, that required me to produce an heir and that just couldn't be done with two males. So, while it wasn't necessarily taboo for two males to mate, it wasn't exactly conducive to creating a larger pack.

That look in his eye though told me he was serious. He'd go out of his way to keep anything that happened between us a secret. And maybe, just maybe, that would be enough to keep everyone off my tail. But that part about him leaving at the end of the two weeks… that made my heart hurt. Losing my mate was a terrible thought, but even I knew that we couldn't be together forever. Two weeks would have to be enough for me because that's all I could feasibly give him. There were enemy wolves on my borders, a father to avenge, and my pack to keep safe. I just didn't have time for a mate that broke every werewolf rule in existence.

Maybe, before I gave the rest of my life to the pack, I could allow myself this one moment of selfishness. It was probably the last I'd ever get.

Letting out a deep sigh, I nodded. "Okay," I said at last. "But nobody can know."

Flynn lifted his hands to his lips, making a locking motion. "My lips are sealed. Your secret is safe with me."

He started toward me, but I stopped him. "But I want you to know… I'm not ashamed of it," I added, unable to help myself. "I don't think it's wrong to be attracted to another man. I just… I don't know if my family would–"

"I get it," Flynn nodded. "And don't worry, I won't take it personally." He reached out, cupping my cheek. "Now will you please kiss me?"

"O-Okay."

I took a deep breath in a vain attempt to steady my nerves. Flynn closed his eyes and leaned forward. I met him halfway, our lips pressing together at last.

Fireworks erupted all across my body as each nerve tingled with pleasure. I couldn't stop the hands that lifted to his sides, my thick fingers wrapping around his tiny waist as I pulled him closer. I growled in delight, crushing myself against him. The wolf inside me was practically doing backflips. Although I was trying to concentrate on the delicate dance our tongues were doing against one another, I had to spend most of my attention keeping the wolf at bay. If I let him out, there was no doubt in my mind that I'd breed this boy right here and now in this bed. Then there would be no going back.

So, long before I was ready to let go, I pulled myself away from Flynn. His beautiful green eyes flashed open, and he gave me a sort of breathless sigh. I couldn't help lifting a hand and running my fingers through his gorgeous auburn hair. He was so unbelievably beautiful, and I wanted to worship every inch of him.

"Wow," he said at last. "You're a really good kisser."

"Oh. Thanks."

"Where did you learn to do that?"

"I didn't," I replied shyly. "That's just how I've always done it."

"A natural talent then," he smirked. Then, with a nod, he went back to his side of the bed, leaning his back against the headboard. "Alright, a deal's a deal. You kept up your end and now it's my turn."

Without a moment's notice, he reached down and grabbed the hem of the t-shirt and yanked it over his head. He sent it sailing to the floor and I felt my jaw nearly hit the ground as I stared at the beautiful sight in front of me. Flynn was more gorgeous than I could ever imagine. In the shower I'd only caught faraway glimpses of him. But now he was lying here in all his glory, his legs spread slightly to give me the best view I could ever ask for.

He was lithe from head to toe, his muscles flexing under his skin as he got comfortable. There was a small splash of red hair over his chest that melted downward into a trail leading to his groin. It flared out slightly into a well-groomed manscape. But I forgot about that the moment my gaze landed on his cock.

It was gorgeous. His skin remained pale, showing the thick vein at the top of his shaft. His cock had a slight curve upward ending in a thick pink head. His balls hung low and heavy. He wasn't as big as me, but I found that didn't matter to me at all. It still looked delicious, and I wanted it in my mouth. But that wasn't the deal for tonight, so I had to keep myself in check.

"Do… Do I just sit here and watch?" I asked.

"If that's what you want." He flashed me a sly grin. "But I have a better idea if you're open to it."

"Sure."

"Why don't you take off those shorts and sit next to me? I'd like to see what you look like too." He gave me a good once over. "And I love tattoos, by the way. Very hot."

"Thanks," I grinned. "Alright. I can join you I guess."

I stood up and hooked my thumbs in my shorts, but was suddenly overtaken by a burst of nervousness.

"This… is gonna sound stupid…" I glanced over at him. "Uh… I've had some people tell me that I'm… well… too big ."

Flynn lifted an eyebrow. "I mean, that sounds like a great problem to have."

"I've had at least three people walk out on me because of it," I replied. "So, I just wanted to warn you."

"Well, I love big cocks," Flynn smiled. "And besides, we're just looking tonight. I'll let you know if I feel comfortable riding you when we get there."

If my cock wasn't hard before, it definitely was now at the thought of Flynn riding me.

Then he cocked his head to the side. "Unless it's you that wants to get fucked. Granted I haven't topped much, but I'm willing to give it a try if that's what you want."

"I have no idea," I replied, shaking my head, getting more and more turned on by the minute. "It's so much to think about."

"Then let's just start with this."

"Right," I nodded, slowly pushing my shorts down. "One step at a time."

I was turned away from Flynn as I dropped my pants to the ground. Behind me I heard a small sigh of satisfaction.

"Nice ass," Flynn smirked.

And then I turned around.

His lips parted slightly as he glanced downward, his eyes growing wide. "That... uh... is more than I was expecting."

"I told you," I grinned.

"And… you're pierced ?" Suddenly Flynn was on all fours, his face practically an inch away from my cock as he looked it over. "Christ! That ring is huge! How heavy is that? What's the gauge? Did it hurt when you got it?" He paused, taking a breath. "I bet that feels amazing against a prostate." He looked up at me. "Can… Can I touch it?"

"It doesn't bother you?"

"Are you fucking kidding?! Tattoos and a Prince Albert?! You quickly just shot to the hottest fucking guy I've ever met. Not to mention all the muscles and the body hair… I mean you are goddamn perfect!"

I couldn't help blushing. "Thanks…" Summoning up all the bravery I had, I took a step forward. "You can touch it."

Flynn reached forward but stopped himself at the last moment. "No," he said, shaking his head. "Not this time. Just watching." He pushed himself back to his side of the bed, patting the mattress next to him. "Come join me."

I did as I was told, plopping down beside him so that our shoulders were just barely touching. The feel of his smooth skin against mine made me tingle, but I tried to keep my lust under control. This close to him his scent was almost overwhelming, and his pheromones were driving me crazy.

"Glad you're so excited about this," Flynn giggled, nodding toward my cock. "Why don't we both stroke together?"

"Okay," I nodded. "Do… Do you want lube?"

"Sure." He gave me a wink. "I'm gonna need some for my ass, anyway.

If I wasn't hard before, I sure as hell was now. Fumbling over myself, I pulled open the bedside table and retrieved a bottle. I doled out lube before dropping it on the comforter between us.

"Oh fuck," Flynn said as he slowly smeared lube over the head of his cock. "Feels good already."

I followed suit, sighing in relief as I stroked myself. "It does."

Flynn looked me over. "Just a second. I'm gonna make this better."

He grabbed as many pillows as he could, stacking them against the short footboard on the other end of the bed. Once he had a sufficient pile, he worked himself over there so we were facing one another. He slid down, draping his lower legs over mine so I had the perfect view. Then he spread himself wide and slipped a finger between his cheeks.

"Oh fuck…" I murmured, watching him slide a finger inside himself.

"You like that, huh?" he smiled.

I nodded dumbly, my cock standing firmly at attention. "Y-Yeah."

"Me too." He pushed his finger in further, moaning as he stroked himself. "Doing this always gets me off so fast. It doesn't matter how many times I cum, this always gets me there."

"It's… It's so fucking hot," I said, leaning into the moment. I was too turned on to check myself anymore, anyway. "I bet your ass is so tight."

"I'm sure it will be with a cock that size," he replied, nodding toward my massive member. "And I bet that piercing would feel amazing bouncing over my prostate."

I bit my lower lip. Just the thought of being buried to the hilt inside Flynn nearly made me cum. The combination of scent, pheromones, and lust filling the room was enough to drive me over the edge. It was all I could do to stop the wolf from taking over and devouring him whole. I wanted to kiss him, to suck him, to fuck him, and to worship him all night long.

"Can… Can you do two fingers?" I asked, practically begging.

"You wanna see me really moan, don't you?"

I nodded eagerly.

He slid another finger toward his hole, pulling the first out. Then, as one, the pair of them went back in, stretching his hole further. Flynn moaned even louder, stroking his cock faster. His muscles were tense, and his balls were pulled tight against his body. I could tell the pressure against his prostate was already driving him wild.

"Now fuck yourself," I growled, grabbing my balls and giving them a firm tug downward. "I wanna hear you moan for me."

Flynn grinned, and started working his fingers in and out, doing just as I'd asked. I growled in delight, watching his hole take every last bit he could muster. And I couldn't believe how turned on I was. Sure, I'd had sex with women before, but this was totally different. I was drunk on pheromones and the scent of Flynn's lust in the air. The pull of the mate bond made things even more intense and if I was being honest, there was something about his ass and cock that looked a million times more delicious than anything else I'd ever seen. The way he stroked and fucked himself in front of me with reckless abandon was more erotic than anything else I'd ever experienced. I wanted more of it, but I was too close to worry about that now.

"Fuck," I groaned, rocking my hips forward. "You're gonna make me cum."

"Cum for me," Flynn practically begged, his green eyes fixed on mine. "I want to see that huge load of yours."

My muscles tensed and my balls drew up as the orgasm neared. A tingling sensation ran down my spine, spread over my pelvis, and filled my balls. Without looking away from that sweet pink hole of his, I cried out, breaking over the edge at last.

The scent of cum filled the air as I striped my belly and chest with one of the biggest loads I'd ever seen. It felt like I came buckets over and over again, the orgasm tearing through my body with so much pleasure that I lost track of time and self. But never once did I look away from Flynn.

At first, he was surprised by the ferocity of my explosion, but then he started to fuck himself faster. He was practically bouncing against his own fingers when he finally started to build. I felt his legs tense against mine, his toes curling downward as his ecstasy grew. What began as a low moan built into a full-on cry of pleasure as he stroked himself over the brink.

Pushing his fingers as deep as they would go, Flynn cried out as he came, covering himself in an impressive amount of seed. I stared hungrily as he coated himself. Then, without thinking, I pushed myself up and crawled over him, my body dwarfing his by comparison. He stared up at me with those green eyes all drunk with pleasure.

Before I knew what I was doing, I dipped down to his navel, running my tongue up his abdomen and across his chest. The salty sweet taste of his cum burst against my tongue and I felt the wolf inside me surge. At the same moment I felt my eyes dilate and the wolf vision took over. It was only a split second, but I saw the expression shift on Flynn's face.

Cold fear filled my body as I clenched my eyes shut.

"Fuck!" I pulled my hand up to my face, covering my eyes.

"Are you okay?" he asked, a hand on my shoulder.

"Uh… yeah. Just… eyelash or something. I'll be right back."

Turning away from him, I hopped off the bed and headed for the bathroom. I was careful not to look back at him, my vision having lost most of its human color. Instead, I saw the world in blues, yellows, and grays, the way it looked in my wolf form. My eyes had shifted, and the rest of my body wouldn't be far behind if I didn't get myself under control.

The moment I was in the bathroom I locked the door behind me and turned on the shower to cover up the grunts I made as I tried to fight back the wolf.

And then I heard it. An alarm howl coming up the mountain.

Something was wrong.