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Dark Wolf Wanting	By : myladymystere Category: Anita Blake > Slash Views: 9297 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Anita Blake series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: All copyrights of the Anita Blake novel belong to Laurell K. Hamilton and Jove Books published by the Penguin Group. I receive no profit from my writing of fan fiction.

Author's Note: a special thank you to the wonderful Beta who proofread this - and shares my love for Jason. -Triscut

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Chapter 4

Jamil awoke from a short, dreamless sleep. He wondered what had roused him. His arms tightened protectively around the beautiful blonde man still in his embrace as he surveyed the room. Jamil sighed as he realized the lights were still on and the room was still well lit. That's what had disturbed his sleep.

He smiled. It certainly hadn't been Jason turning and cuddling closer until their two bodies were spooned and melded delightfully together. He buried his face into the silkiness of Jason's hair and breathed in the wonderful scent of his lover. He tried to ignore the harsh brightness that now seemed to torment his sleepy eyes. He growled low when he realized that ignoring it wasn't going to work and he would be unable to fall back asleep cradling his lover until he did something about it.

Also the stickiness on his limp, but happy, cock bothered him; though his seed staying on Jason's belly and marking the smaller wolf as his, suited him just fine. As much as he loved the taste of Jason, he thought he should probably brush his teeth before he kissed his new lover in the morning. Something, he realized frowning, he had not yet done. The kiss under the mistletoe during the holidays didn't count. He was disgruntled as he thought back over the evening and realized he hadn't truly kissed the handsome young blonde.

Growling softly again at all the missed opportunities, Jamil rose and reached down to pull the covers over Jason. He padded around the bed and shut off the small light on the far side and then went to the bathroom where bright light was spilling out into the bedroom from the open door. After cleaning up, he shut off the light, and made his way back to the bed where Jason had rolled to his back, the covers concealing most of his body from Jamil's hungry gaze. Sitting for a moment on the side of the bed with his back towards his too-tempting, still resting lover, Jamil reached for the small clock sitting on the bedside nightstand and checked the time. 'What a difference a few hours can make,' he thought to himself.

Jamil felt the weight of Jason's gaze on his back and moved his head slightly to glance over his shoulder at the younger man. Jason was awake and had turned his head to watch him. In the illumination thrown from the one bedside lamp still on, Jason's cobalt eyes seemed clouded as they observed him. He noticed that when Jason became aware of his returned regard, his face deliberately brightened. When Jamil turned to fully face the other man he saw the blonde's expression become casual and nonchalant as he yawned. Jamil frowned though, when he saw Jason’s white knuckled grip on the covers and how he had drawn them tightly around himself.

"Sorry, did I wake you? I didn't mean to." Jamil said softly in the semi-darkness.

"I'm sure you didn't mean to," said Jason. Jamil's frown deepened. Was that bitterness in the younger man’s voice, he wondered?

"So, you have to take off now? No big deal," assured Jason in a too causal voice. The smaller man turned his head away to stare at the ceiling.

Unseen by Jason, Jamil's lips twitched. Matching his new lover's tone he replied, "I'll call you soon, and maybe we can get together again?"

"I'm not sure, I'm awfully busy." Jason's voice sounded strained though he tried to maintain the careless tone.

"Well, it would be good if you could fit me into your busy schedule...since you're mine now." Jamil made no effort to hide the hard possessiveness in his voice.

He slid back under the covers like he had planned to do when he had returned to the bed and lay down on his side to watch the blonde's reaction. Jason turned his head again; in his eyes Jamil saw irritation, confusion, fear and a glimmer of hopefulness. Jamil reached out and placed his palm on the smaller man's smooth muscular chest. He slowly caressed down until his hand cupped Jason's softened genitals.

Jamil stated, his voice firm, "You belong to me now."

Jason's blue eyes narrowed as he replied, "If that's true, then you belong to me too."

A smile spread across Jamil's face. "I have for a long time now," he assured his lover.

He glimpsed his lover's face crumble before Jason buried it into the curve of Jamil’s own throat. Jason’s firm, smooth body turned to press needfully against his and Jamil's arms encircled him. He heard a muffled question and he answered it honestly.

"I was growling a few moments ago because I realized I had failed to kiss you properly earlier...on your mouth." Jamil clarified at Jason's low laughter.

"That can be easily fixed," assured Jason. The younger man stretched sinuously against him.

Jamil ached to roll the smaller wolf under him and press him deeply into the mattress as he pinned him with the weight of his body. But Jason didn't come across as a true bottom and Jamil did not want the feisty man to feel pressured to assume that role unless he wanted to. So the larger wolf did the next best thing and moved to his back, dragging the eager man on top of him. There was a delightful bit of wiggling until Jason found the exact spot he liked. At Jamil's moans, Jason grinned down at him and wriggled his sleek hard body against Jamil's some more.

Jamil begged in a husky voice, "Kiss me...Don't make me wait any longer."

Jason's expression slid to seriousness as he slowly lowered his head. Jamil felt the smaller man's hands brace on either side of his head, trapping some of his braids and waited with his breath held. Firm, smooth lips brushed against his own and lingered as he exhaled against them. Then a tongue tip emerged to lightly trace the outline of his mouth. Jamil parted his lips hopefully, but the wet tongue retreated tormentingly. The teasing lips returned and pressed harder and Jamil moaned against them. He burrowed one hand into the silkiness of Jason's short hair as his other stroked up and down the smooth expanse of the smaller man's back and buttocks. Their kisses grew longer and deeper, tongues allowed to play and curl against each other, to probe and leisurely explore the warm wetness of the other's mouth.

Jason's lips trailed down Jamil’s throat and closed around his skin where his neck met his shoulder. Jamil arched under him and growled in encouragement. He wanted the blonde man's mark on him and told Jason that. Sharp teeth nuzzled and nipped at his urgings. Jamil smiled with satisfaction as those sharp teeth closed in the flesh above his collarbone to leave behind a definite mark of possession. Jason's cock was trapped between their stomachs and Jamil felt its hardened length rubbing slowly as his lover moved against him. Jason was straddling his hips, the smaller man's strong slender thighs pressed along the outside of Jamil's. Jamil's own erection was arched up behind Jason's ass, leaving a thin trail of pre cum on the shadowy cleft between the muscled buttocks. The bedroom was filled with the noises of their combined pants, grunts, groans, growls and occasional laughter.

They were rubbing and arching against each other like undulating waves when Jason carefully sat up, balancing on his knees. His hands moved to stroke Jamil's chest, his nimble fingers finding the hard flat nipples. As Jason's hands played with his nipples, Jamil felt him lift his hips and rub his ass back more firmly against the top of Jamil's cock. Jamil snarled; his palms resting on the slender curves of the smaller wolf's hips, slid to grip the smooth buttocks and spread them. His hands directed and forced the tight furled opening of Jason's ass to rub back and forth along his aching length.

Jason's head was thrown back; his eyes stared sightlessly at the ceiling, this time glazed over with pleasure. Jamil gloried when he heard the soft pleas, "Fuckmefuckmefuckme."

Jamil was eager to comply, and then he remembered and groaned, "With what?"

"Umm...your cock?"

Jamil laughed helplessly at Jason's puzzled reply.

"I don't have any lube with me, what about you?"

Jason echoed his groan and slumped to settle and sit on his abs.

"Nada...trust me, if I had any idea while Richard was tossing me around earlier, I would have grabbed some before I left my destroyed room."

Jamil snarled, "Let's not mention Richard while we're naked."

"Sorry," Jason murmured. Then his face brightened as he scrambled to one bedside table, then to the other, opening and slamming the drawers. Finding nothing, Jason sat slumped again on the side of the bed next to Jamil's hip. His voiced was thick with amazed disappointment. "These rooms were decorated and furnished by a bisexual, Arduer carrying, French vampire and no lube was left for guests? ...Jean-Claude, you've failed me."

Jason's eyes shot to Jamil's, "Umm...probably shouldn't have mentioned JC either."

Jamil grinned but was serious as he said; "I understand Jean-Claude, and Anita too, as being a part of you life before and after me. I am OK with them."

Jason looked relieved and he sprung from the bed to head into the bathroom. Probably to continue his search, Jamil guessed and hoped. Jamil kicked the covers to the foot of the bed and his hand lowered to comfort his lonely erection. His attention made his cock grow even larger. He watched, waiting with heavy lidded eyes as his lover padded back to the bed, back to him. Jason was peering at the open container in his hand, "I know Vaseline isn't suppose to mix with condoms but as..."

Jamil noticed Jason's voice trailed away and his eyes had widened as he paused next to the bed and looked down. Jamil realized this was Jason's first good look at his cock, earlier it was hidden behind Nate and later Jason had appeared dazed when Jamil came on his belly. The few times he had appeared naked around the pack had not prepared Jason for the reality of his fully erect state. The blue eyes had grown impossibly large as they stared fixedly at his erection, Jamil would have been flattered if he hadn't glimpsed the worry in the cobalt depths.

"Jason, you have seen erections before."

"Not one that size, that was planning on being in my ass."

"Jason, look at me...at my eyes Jason."

He waited until the other man's gaze met his. "Have you let another man fuck you before?"

"Umm...no. I've done somebody else and messed around with them, but I guess my ass would be considered virgin territory."

Jamil tried to look reassuring as his wolf deep inside writhed with possessive pleasure. "Let's not improvise, let's wait until we're in my bed with everything we want and need. There's lots of other stuff I want to do with you."

Relief spread across the younger man's face, he eagerly climbed back into the bed and on top of the larger man. This time Jason settled on Jamil's thighs and wiggled until both of their cocks were side by side. Scooping some of the contents into his hand, Jason placed the open container on the bed beside them so that both hands could be free to touch Jamil's smooth dark shaft. The younger man's hands where hesitant at first but then rapidly grew bolder with Jamil's husky encouragement. Jamil panted and arched under Jason's explorations. Jamil felt the firming strokes of slender smooth hands, slick with Vaseline, encircle and pull on his erection. As his own palms curved around Jason's narrow hips, he felt fingertips probe the slit on the top of his cock and spread around the slickness of leaking pre cum. A palm cupped and rotated around the bulb of his cock while the other trailed down to tickle his tightening balls.

Jamil grunted and let his hands knead Jason's buttocks before they traced the backs of smooth tense thighs to return the torment by tickling behind Jason's knees. Jason laughed and leaned forward to bite Jamil's throat in a mock threatening manner, as he commanded helplessly, "Don't...Stop"

Jamil grinned at Jason's contradiction. But his smile turned into a silent snarl as the young wolf's hands, now trapped between their bodies, gripped both of their erections. Jason began a relentless, strong pumping action that could only lead to one conclusion. Jamil’s hand cupped behind Jason's neck and guided the other man's lips back to his own. They shared deep kisses and moaned into each other's mouths as their pleasure mounted. Jamil's other hand fumbled and found the container of Vaseline and dipped his fingers into the open top. His greased fingers probed and slid deep into the tight opening hidden between Jason's buttocks. Jason groaned, his strokes quickened and he ground his hips into Jamil, his shaven balls rubbing against the dark wolf's coarse pubic hair. Jamil grinned fiercely against Jason's mouth as his long fingers plundered in and out of the clenching depths of the other man's ass.

Soon both werewolves were racing towards a shattering climax; sensations rocketing through them. Their beasts rose to the surface of their skins to rub against each other and both men whimpered in response. Jamil felt his balls tighten and draw up as the base of his spine tingled in warning. His fingers curled and rubbed against Jason's swollen prostate and he felt supreme satisfaction as heated semen spilled onto his heaving belly and the other man howled. Jason's fingers clenched around Jamil’s cock as he orgasmed and Jamil felt his control slip away and he roared. As the dark wolf shuddered in release, Jason hands continued to pump and pulses of Jamil's seed mixed with Jason's to coat the slender fingers.

They trembled with aftershocks and clung to each other, sweaty, sticky and contented. Jason's face was buried in his braids and Jamil gently licked his throat as he murmured, "To answer your earlier question; No, I am not taking off, I do not plan on leaving ... not ever."

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