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

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Dark Wolf Wanting
Chapter 5

'Jason. Sex. Are there any other smells better to wake up to?' Jamil thought. 'They even beat coffee,' was his sleepy conclusion as he snuggled in closer to his lover.

He breathed in deeply, as he nuzzled his face into the fine silky hair, relishing the feel when the soft strands caught on his morning stubble. He had awoken spooned around the smaller man, Jason's slender muscled body pulled flush against his larger frame. His arm was flung over the other man's slim hips with his palm curled around Jason's semi-hard morning erection. His fingers moved over that delightful discovery and he smiled as the hardening length twitched.

He moved his hand and his smile stretched into a grin when he heard a drowsy disappointed sound from the younger werewolf. His palm slid slowly down Jason's sleek muscled thigh to gently grasp his knee and move the other man's leg up slightly. Jamil slid his own larger thigh in the space he’d just created between the blonde man's legs. This spread Jason's legs apart giving the dark man more access and also allowed him to trap and pin Jason's other leg under his own. The part of Jamil that was Alpha was satisfied and he moved his leg up so Jason's shaven scrotum was resting on the top of his thigh as his hand returned to it's original spot.

Jamil was a happy wolf indeed.

He buried his face deeper in the tousled silky mass of hair as his fingertips began softly exploring the younger man’s growing hardness. With feather-light touches, he teased and traced the smooth skin that was growing taut under his gentle ministrations. He felt Jason wiggle slightly and the leg over his own shifted back to give him more room to move his hand. Ever so slowly, Jamil wrapped his palm around Jason's swelling erection and encircled it with quiet satisfaction. His acute hearing easily registered the other man's increased rate of breathing in the quiet darkness. Deep under the Circus, without windows, the room was still cloaked in a shielding darkness. He realized his empty stomach was trying to remind him that it was morning, and it was breakfast time. He ignored it, too caught up in being able to freely explore the young wolf he had wanted for so long.

A low threatening growl seemed very loud to Jamil's ears. Involuntarily, his gentle grip tightened slightly on its prize. Jason had better get used to waking up with him, Jamil thought grimly, his beast coiling inside him possessively.

"Enough foreplay. Move your hand already." The hoarse, sleep roughed demand was accompanied by a forward short thrust of slim hips.

"And good morning to you too," was Jamil's teasing but relieved reply.

"It could be, if you stopped being such a tease," was the grumpy response.

Jamil grinned, knowing the darkness hid his smile. Jason always seemed so damn perky, it was cute to discover he wasn't a morning person.

"Or should I just get up and grab a shower and jerk off in there?" Was the grumbling prompt as Jamil failed to speak or move his hand.

Jamil's beast that had just settled down from its earlier restless stirring, roared awake at that annoyed threat. And his inner wolf considered that comment a threat. Jamil was an Alpha, and for its chosen mate to suggest leaving their bed, leaving them, to go elsewhere and touch themselves without them, caused every possessive, territorial, and primal instinct to be triggered.

Jamil was honest with himself. He knew that he had a number of triggers for his aggression. He fought an inward battle against his beast that wanted him to turn the other man and press him firmly face down into the mattress, to cover the smaller werewolf and drive himself inside, to claim him in the most basic way until the man would never suggest leaving anytime, anywhere, for any reason.

Jamil knew he struggled to subdue his beast for only a short moment before it resentfully allowed itself to be pushed under control, but it was long enough for his deep powerful growling to fill the room. Pressed next to him, Jason was lying very still. Jamil sighed, worried now that he had frightened the other man, and nuzzled Jason's hair and gave another softer rumbling growl. This one's tone was reassuring and meant to convey safety to other pack members. He was relieved when the tense body relaxed in response. He was even more relieved when Jason spoke, the blonde's curiosity unsuppressed.

"What got you all pissy? I thought I was grumpy in the morning."

"Jason, I'm Alpha and you just threatened to leave me, even if was just to go in the shower. Saying something like that bothers my beast." Jamil explained, hoping that his lover would understand and accept his aggressive possessiveness.

"Oh, so that's what got your tail in a twist, then I guess this isn't just a week-end fling thing?"

Even as Jamil's growl again grew in its fierceness, he felt the other man’s silent giggling. Jason really liked to play with fire, Jamil decided grimly. Swiftly moving his mouth from the softness of the blonde's hair, the larger wolf bent his neck and his jaws firmly gripped the exposed curve of Jason's neck. Bearing down with enough force to bruise lightly, he rolled them both and pinned the other man under him. His hand still firmly encircled the other man's cock, which was now pressed into the mattress. The more human part of his mind dimly registered that Jason had gone silent and still and he worried again. The rest of his mind, the part that his beast was interlaced with, wanted to fuck the younger wolf senseless.

When the tense body under him softened and arched up against him, Jamil and his beast could have roared. Roared that is, if his mouth wasn't still busy marking the handsome blonde as his. It was the soft whimpering mixed with his name that cleared his lust and rage fogged mind. But Jason wasn't pleading for mercy because he was afraid, instead, he was pleading for something that caused his beast to roll with delight.

"Fuckmefuckmefuckme!"

Jamil's inner wolf was eager to listen and he was tempted beyond belief. He felt Jason writhe beneath him and the other man's firm flexing buttocks rubbed against his aching, rock hard erection. His beast crouched inside him and urged him on; it fiercely wanted to be surrounded by that tight warmth. Jamil knew it would be tight, that Jason's virgin ass would fit so snugly around his throbbing hardness. With the smaller werewolf never having been fucked by another man before, it was a guarantee that Jamil relished. But it would be too tight without the proper preparation and he could tear something, he cautioned his beast. The thought of Jason writhing in discomfort and pain under him and not passion caused his beast to quieten and calm. Jamil himself had never bottomed for anyone, having an Alpha wolf living inside himself had made that thought unacceptable. But he had had several encounters with other men and had heard about bad tops and he didn't want to turn into one. He loosened his jaws and soothingly licked the spot where he had gripped the curve of Jason's neck and shoulder.

"We're going to wait," he stated reluctantly as he rolled to his back to stare into the darkness.

"Geez, you sound like my old high school girlfriend." Jason whined as he turned and wiggled to curl against Jamil's side.

Jamil's scowl smoothed to a smile. He liked that Jason was willing to surrender to him but not be truly submissive. This expression slid back to a frown when he noticed Jason's sudden stillness. He could almost hear the other man thinking. He heard an indrawn breath and thought for a moment that Jason was going to ask a question, something important, but then there was only a sigh.

Jamil stretched out an arm and fumbled with the small bedside lamp; soft light spilled over the bed. He tucked his chin against his chest to peer down at the other man. Jason's soft blonde hair was wildly tousled and pillow creases adorned his cheek. Cobalt blue eyes blinked at him before sliding away. Jamil struggled to remember what they had been talking about to trigger this reaction.

"What was her name, your old girlfriend?"

"Tessa, and let me tell ya, she was hot!" Was the cocky reply but the tone was subdued.

"Really? Curvy or slender?"

"Curvy, definitely, she had the nicest set in the entire ninth grade." Jason voice had a hint of hesitation as he continued.

Jamil gave an appreciative growl, "Damn, I know it's chauvinistic, but I do check those out first."

"Ummm...so you still like girls, too?"

Jamil knew where this conversation was heading now. "Yes, and I don't have a problem with you still scoring with them, or perhaps occasionally sharing one with you. As long as she doesn't think she can take you away from me and we don't start lying to each other."

He felt the sleek body next to him relax and was compelled to warn Jason.

"Your ass, is another story, it belongs to me now. If you let another man, or especially another wolf, cover you, I will kill them."

Jason ran a soothing palm down the dark wolf’s chest. "It's okay, that's not going to happen... besides it's not like I get propositioned a lot."

"You will now," Jamil growled.

The hand on Jamil’s chest paused in its tender ministrations. "Huh?"

Jamil sighed, "A portion of the pack already thinks you might be Bi because of your relationship with Jean-Claude, now with me, there will be no doubt." His voice was firm. "To win you away from me would cause another wolf, a male one, to gain status without actually physically challenging me."

"You're kidding right?"

"Am I known in the pack for having a sense of humor?"

There was a long moment as the younger werewolf mulled this information over. "Have I gained status, now, through you?"

"What wolf, less in rank to me, would dare cross you, knowing what my response would be?"

Jamil could hear the frown in Jason's voice. "But the Ulfric's Enforcers stand aside, separate from most rank challenges. That's the way the Pack is set up, all Packs. As Sköll, that should especially apply to you, so you couldn't interfere."

Jamil stroked the smooth skin of Jason's back as he answered. "It doesn't matter that you are a man, my wolf has chosen you as mate, the basic instincts of our beasts overrides any Pack hierarchy or tradition. If you are threatened by another, I can and will intercede."

There was a heavy silence.

"Shit, I should have seduced you long ago." There was no mistaking the humor in Jason's voice.

The understanding that he was under Jamil's open protection was already giving the young wolf more self-confidence. Jamil knew that knowledge would show and reflect in the other werewolf's manner and bearing and that alone would raise him in ranking. Then Jamil frowned again, thinking back to what the young wolf had said.

"Oh, have you been thinking of seducing me?"

"Richard's early holiday party and me snagging a kiss wasn't a hint?" was Jason's smug reply. "Do you know how hard it was to find mistletoe that early in the season?"

"You kissed Stephen first!" Jamil mock growled.

"You know that was okay, don't start acting all jealous."

Jamil feared it was already too late but didn't inform his new lover of this.

Jason continued, "Besides, it wasn't me coming all over a certain redheaded wereleopard's back."

"And you didn't want to as well?"

"Nope," Jason denied. At Jamil's disbelieving look the blonde grinned. "I wanted to come in his mouth."

That comment made Jamil's long neglected erection throb in time with his now increased heart rate.

"Nathaniel is okay with me, if he's okay with you?" was Jamil's cautious response.

"As long as you don't think he's trying to threaten your dominance or harm your position in the pack."

There was a brief pause before both wolves burst into laughter.

Jamil was still chuckling, deep rumbling from his chest, when he felt a swift probing wetness swipe across his nipple. His laugher changed to a hiss as he clenched his jaws. He had laced his fingers behind his head, a recent habit he had developed, to prevent himself from molesting the blonde next to him. The blonde who was currently feeling no such restrictions as another warm moist lick followed the first.

Jamil shifted to reach for Jason when he heard the quiet question. "Did I give you permission to move?"

The huge Alpha werewolf stilled and blinked in the semi darkness. Tucking his chin, he considered the slender man. Jason's bright blue eyes had a mixture of emotions sparkling in them: curiosity, mischievousness and desire. Jason wiggled up Jamil's body to nip him on his chin before rubbing slowly back down to his former position. The slender werewolf remained raised on an elbow and bent his head to suckle on the peaked nipple still shiny with his salvia. At the wet pulling movement Jamil's inner wolf writhed; unbridled lust was a significant distraction from the fleeting thought of establishing dominance. When Jamil relaxed and settled back into the deep mattress, Jason gave a happy rumble and increased his efforts in driving the dark wolf crazy.

Jason raised himself higher and stretched for Jamil's other, neglected nipple, but it was too far. Jamil felt a slender thigh thrown over his waist and watched and enjoyed as Jason scrambled and wiggled on top of him. As the eager hungry mouth fastened on his nipple, Jamil felt nimble fingers pluck and play with the wet abandoned one. The sleek muscular body was constantly rubbing against his and Jamil gloried in the sensation of Jason's smooth hardness trying to burrow into his taut stomach with every movement. His own cock, like the night before, was wedged behind Jason to stroke the other man's crevice and smooth scrotum with every delightful squirm of Jason’s tight butt playing teasingly against him. Jamil lips drew back in a silent snarl, as he closed his eyes to concentrate on the fiery sensations coursing through him.

He arched his body under Jason's mouth, the exploring licks becoming rougher as both of their arousals scented the air around them. Sharp teeth nipped at him and each teasing bite was followed by soothing licks that turned into devouring suckling, before the tormenting mouth starting the spine tingling experience all over again. A disappointed sound escaped his throat when the warm wet sensation stopped. Jamil hastily assured himself that the noise that had slipped from his lips had not resembled a whimper. When Jason’s mouth started to move down his sternum, Jamil ceased breathing. Realization dawned and the huge wolf knew he desperately needed a distraction. His hands moved to bury into Jason's short silky hair and tugged gently to get the smaller wolf’s attention.

"Sixty-nine," was his guttural groan.

There was only a slight pause before his guiding hands helped an enthusiastic Jason scramble into the correct position. With the other werewolf's knees braced on either side of his head, Jamil looked up at the bounty now displayed so readily before him. Curving partly down, all smooth, flushed and hard, Jason's erect shaft had a drop of creamy pre cum forming on the tip. Jamil's hungry gaze narrowed on it as he opened his mouth and waited. After a long moment he growled with impatience and growing need when that tempting drop refused to fall. His hand rose to encircle the base of Jason's cock and moved it so his tongue could lick the treasured bounty from its tip. Swallowing the morsel greedily, his exploring tongue tip probed the weeping slit for more. Jamil took the end of Jason's hardness in his mouth and sucked while his tongue tip continued to flick that sensitive slit, coaxing it to release more salty sweetness into his waiting mouth. Jason jerked above him and Jamil reached with his free hand to grasp a slim hip and hold the other man in place above him.

Jason began panting and his warm breath teasingly caressed Jamil's aching cock before he felt a light, wet warmth gently touch his so heated skin. Jamil swallowed Jason's shaft deeper and groaned, knowing the vibrations traveled along the hard length encased in his mouth. He started a shallow bobbing, an in and out swallowing rhythm as his nose nuzzled the soft shaven skin surrounding his lover's balls. Jamil loved the vulnerable feel of that thin delicate skin and his mouth let Jason's length slip from his lips so he could lightly lick and explore that tempting area. He wanted to rub his face against the smooth soft skin but realized his lover would not appreciate a beard rash there. He sighed in disappointment at this thought and vowed to shave more so that he could indulge himself in the future. Seeing how the other man's skin quivered at his attentions though, he swiftly repeated this action, blowing warm moist air over sensitized skin, and was rewarded with a low whimper from his lover.

The wet licking warmth on his swollen shaft increased and grew more confident, Jamil realized dimly. Caught up in the scent, taste and feel of the other man he had not noticed Jason's own explorations had been rather tentative. A thought crossed his desire-clouded mind that his wolf latched onto with a tenacious grip. If Jason had done this before, it hadn't been often, and his jealous beast was very happy at that idea.

His mouth moved back to gently suckle the tender hanging balls, and more hoarse whimpering from Jason was the result. His tongue teased the fragile skin that connected Jason's scrotum to his body as Jamil's hand moved from the slim hip to knead the firm flesh of the tense muscled buttock above him. His tongue traveled to lick the entire quivering length of the werewolf's erection and noted that Jason copied his action. Jamil's wet caresses grew bolder and he arched and writhed when his lover's did as well.

He swallowed Jason's shaft again but this time took it deeply, until the other man was buried to the hilt down his throat. His hand moved back to Jason's hip and gently guided him away and then pulled him back. Excited moaning filled the room as Jason rapidly understood and began to thrust shallowly in and out of Jamil's mouth. His own cock was pulled into wet warmth and a tantalizing suckling motion was started. Jason's head was bobbing on his shaft and he felt the brush of fine silky hair on the tops of his thighs and the occasional pull of short whiskers tangling in the wiry curls surrounding the base of his hardness. All of this combined to send him deeper into sensual trance.

Jason's knees slid wider, as his thrusts deepened, and Jamil moved the hand that had encircled the base of the stroking cock. Both of his hands slid to knead the firm ass above him, feeling under his palms the muscles bunching and flexing as the other man fucked his mouth. Jason's own rhythm had increased on his cock and Jamil struggled with his passion, vowing to make sure his lover came first. He started a soft growling, remembering how the other man had reacted to the rumbling sensation earlier. He smiled around the now swiftly slamming shaft in his mouth as Jason’s mouth released his cock, unable to concentrate when dealing with the overwhelming sensations he was causing him. He wished he could see his lover's face as harsh panting and guttural grunts filled the room, mixing with the wet slapping noises of flesh meeting flesh. He thought wistfully of the mirrored closet doors next to his own bed and vowed silently there would many future occasions for him to watch the two of them together.

Groaning, Jason ground heavily into his face and Jamil firmly gripped the hard hips as short savage jerks started. A deep howl echoed around them as heated hot semen splashed down his throat and the dark werewolf swallowed every drop hungrily. After the savage pulses stopped, Jamil continued to hold Jason's hips in place as his mouth milked the spent cock. A sharp nip on his inner thigh warned him that the sensations were too much and he reluctantly released the softening shaft.

He helped ease the exhausted man down until Jason's groin rested on the solid breath of his upper chest and he gently licked the trembling slack thighs relaxed and quivering on either side of his head. One of his hands stroked soothingly along the sleek muscled back as his other reached and encircled his own throbbing thickness. Jamil knew only a few brief pulls would be needed to bring relief. A sharp slap on the back of his hand and a soft growl was the reaction from Jason.

"That's mine!" Declared the tired but irritated low voice.

Jamil grinned; Jason's tone had more than irritation in it, there had definitely been strong undertones of possessiveness as well. His smile slid away into excitement as a wet tongue trailed slowly up the length of his straining shaft and a warm hand curled around it. The tongue left behind a copious amount of slick moistness and the firm grip used it to move back and forth with sure strokes. His own panting and deep moans of need filled the air around them as Jason worked his cock with strong deft motions.

As a tongue explored his tightening balls and the knowing palm circled his weeping head, Jamil roared his approaching release. His hands moved from Jason’s back into the silky hair as his own back arched and huge shudders racked his body. As his orgasm continued, he felt Jason’s hot mouth descend once more over his throbbing pulsating cock. Thick streams of cum flowed into the demanding mouth as the talented hand continued to milk his spurting shaft until nothing was left. Unable to take any more, his hands that had buried themselves in the blonde's short silky hair tugged weakly and Jason stilled so he could calm himself. His inner wolf gave a last possessive writhe of delight as Jamil felt Jason shift and delicately lick the head of his cock one last time before laying his head on his thigh.

Tremors continued to shiver over his body and it took Jamil a few moments to realize that Jason was also still quivering with aftershocks of his own earlier powerful orgasm. Their labored breathing was harsh and hoarse in the quiet semi-darkness of the room until Jason's soft voice broke the silence that had fallen between them as they recovered.

"Hot Damn, I REALLY should have seduced you long ago!"

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