Wolves At The Door

by Girl, Breukelen

  Thane knew exactly what Hooper needed and he brushed his fingers over the other males gland the same time he sunk his teeth into Hooper’s shoulder, deep enough to leave a semi-permanent reminder of their time together. At least for the rest of lunar week.

  Hooper cried out coming in spurts as Thane jammed his three fingers into him suddenly as he followed his lover over the edge again.

  “Going to have to work on that.” Hooper panted collapsing down on Thane as the older males arms came up around him. Thane brushed his hair back and kissed his forehead as they lay, messy and sweaty together. “So as not to disappoint my werewolf.”

  “Not disappointed. Shower.” Thane panted. “We need a shower and more food. ”

  Hooper made no attempt to move to the bathroom. “Will you stay the night with me?” He asked softly. “I know we only said dinner and a date and there’s nothing going on here beyond this, I just,” Hooper trailed off sighing. Thane felt Hooper nestle in to his neck. “I promise to not pressure you to fuck. Please, it just feels so good being like this, with you.”

  Thane ran his hand up Hooper’s back and over the curves of his ass. “I’ll stay.”

  23

  Thane awoke to a looming, dark presence looking down on him. “Shit.” He mumbled blinking his eyes open and tightening his arm around Hopper who lay curled into his side.

  The young lycan didn’t stir an inch. Which didn’t surprise Thane all that much given how worn out he had to be from their night together. They hadn’t’ be able to keep their hands off one another. Finding the resolve not to fuck Hooper’s brains out had been an utter test of nothing but his will power.

  Hooper had been true to his promise and never once mentioned needing Thane to fuck him or asked for his cock in his ass. They’d played with each other all night, it had been delightfully exhausting.

  The presence didn’t move and Thane blinked again, rubbing his eyes with his free hand. The male beside the bed, had the shoulders of a line backer and a solemnly serious look on his face. His black leather jacket on served to emphasize his size.

  “You’re a big fella, aren’t you?” Thane muttered looking the other guy over.

  “Wake him up.” The line backer replied.

  Thane shook Hooper’s shoulders, the whole time watching the big guy standing beside the bed. Had he broken into Hooper’s apartment? Thane shook his partner again. “Elie, wake up.” He shook Hooper a few more times as he received a mumbling back into his chest. “We’ve got a visitor.”

  Hooper slowly opened his eyes and looked over at the imposing figure beside his bed.

  “Hey Book,” He mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

  “You know this guy?” Thane asked Hooper.

  “I’m his brother.” Booker said back at Thane before looking at Hooper.

  Thane frowned “Brother.” He relaxed his hold on Hooper instantly. Brown eyes drifted to the bedside table, where an opened box of condoms spewed out an assortment of square packages, a dildo, a butt plug and a bottle of lube could all be seen on display.

  Thane realized why Hooper’s brother wasn’t smiling down on them. But then again, he didn’t really care about that, given that they were in a gay man’s bedroom and he had the sexy and happy lycan Hooper in his arms.

  “So, this is how I meet baby?”

  Hooper grinned sheepishly back at him. “Well if you’d knocked instead of barging in here at all hours of the morning.” Hooper tugged at the sheet, thankfully covering both Thane and him from the waist down.

  “I have a key, Elie.” Booker replied using Thane’s nickname for him.

  “Baby?” Thane muttered curiously, looking back at Hooper.

  “I uh, might’ve referred you as that once.” Hooper mumbled apologetically. “Lo siento.”

  “Thane not good enough to use?” Thane chided him.

  “Thane?” Booker repeated causing Thane to look back at him sharply.

  “Yeah. Thane, that’s my name.”

  “Do you have another brother, younger and a sister?” Booker asked curiously. Thane remained silent and frowned in thought at Booker. “Canadian right?”

  “Yes.”

  “You’re Bg’s long lost brother. That Thane.” Booker said directly as Hooper watched the talk between the two wolves.

  “That’s right. I’m in New York to catch up with her. Helping my brother Phelan settle in to his apartment.” Thane said scratching the back of his head.

  “Who’s Bg?” Hooper asked them both.

  “How’d you know my sister or of my connection to her?” Thane asked seriously.

  It was hard to not be suspicious first about others, particularly wolves, who knew about him and his family. Rather than open to interaction. He’d learnt some hard lessons that had shaped him and being suspicious meant he could protect those around him.

  “She told me." Thane’s line of sight on booker intensified and his breathing slowed. He didn’t know his little sister well enough yet to know whether that was true or not, but it didn’t seem like the lycan was lying but he could be fooled on occasion.

  “You’re a lycan right?”

  “Who’s Bg?”

  “Yes.” Booker replied ignoring his brother and holding Thane’s introspective gaze.

  The man was naked, in bed, barely covered by a sheet, in a vulnerable position to Booker’s imposing figure standing over him. He should have been intimidated by Booker. His size along generally made people take notice of him, whether he wanted them too or not. Lycanthropy had made him look far more menacing than he was. But that often came in handy.

  Thane however, didn’t look vulnerable in the slightest. He looked like he was ready to fight, all at the mention of Bg’s name. “You work with her?” Thane asked, becoming the interrogator.

  “I’m a Breukelen pack wolf and yes I work along side her when required.” Booker replied, adding

  “We’re friends, good friends” as an after thought. He watched Thane’s jaw tighten.

  “She’s taken you know.” The tension in the room was mounting and Hooper had no idea why or what was really, silently going on. Perhaps it was two alpha wolves in close confines together.

  Booker nodded his head affirmatively. “Yeah, the leader of the Manhattan Maen pack. Whom I am also friends with.”

  “Right.” Thane muttered.

  “Who’s Bg?” Hooper asked again looking from one male to the other.

  “My sister. The one you yelled at last night.” Thane replied.

  “You yelled at Bg Sommers?” Booker asked in surprise turning on his brother. “Are you nuts?”

  “Jury’s still out on that.” Hooper mumbled back at him.

  “Bg is not someone you yell at Elisandro, ever.” Booker said suddenly angry.

  Hooper stared hard at his brother as a thought to why his brother would get so defensive over a pack wolf occurred. This female was from the same pack his big brother had gone into. Booker only ever called him by his birth name when he was serious about something or angry.

  “Oh my god,” Hooper cried out loud, his eyes went wide “Is she the wolf that you,” Before he could finish the sentence, Booker was pulling Hooper out of the bed roughly by the scruff of his neck. Thane could only try and not get caught up in the struggle and try not to laugh.

  “Hey, hey! Ow, ow, ” Hooper cried out as he tried not to get tangled in the sheets.

  “Shut up.” Booker growled at his brother.

  “Okay! Okay!” He yelled shaking himself out of Booker’s hold on him. “Ease up you big lug.”

  Hooper looked back over at Thane who was chuckling to himself in bed. He watched the brothers together and saw that Hooper looked small next to his rather muscular older brother. Booker had darker brown hair than Hooper and no highlights, unlike Hooper. Brown eyes on one brother, hazel on the other, the slightest of differences between them. And yet, he could still a family resemblance of sorts.

  “Big help you are in saving me.” Hooper grumbled at Thane.<
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  “Number one lesson in life, don’t get in the way of family.” Thane commented moving off the bed and wrapping the sheet around his waist as he stood up. He didn’t have a problem with nudity and being around others naked. But right there he only wanted Hooper to be the one eyeing his cock.

  Hooper rubbed the back of his neck quickly. “What are you doing here anyway?” He asked his brother sorely.

  “I’m here to take you out to breakfast, you forget?”

  “Oh. Well, thanks but,”

  “There’s no food in your place.” Thane commented searching around for his clothes. “Remember, we ate it all last night. All of it.”

  “Right.” Hooper sighed. “Breakfast sounds good then, we’ll just get dressed.” Hooper replied turning to see Thane grab his clothes and pile them up in his hands.

  “Ah, actually I think I should check in with my own brother, given that I bailed on last night’s family festivities. So you two should go and enjoy you’re breakfast.” Thane said as Hooper walked over to him.

  “You’re not coming?” He said knowing he sounded like he was whining. Because he was whining like a pup. Hooper rather liked waking up with Thane each morning. Even if they didn’t have sex. This was by far the best lunar week he’d ever experienced since becoming a lycan.

  “I can’t. But I’ll see if I can’t uh, see you later on though, here, take my number down.” Thane said reaching for Hooper’s cell phone and handing it to him. Hooper looked at the phone and Thane as he kept holding his clothes and the sheet against himself.

  “Way to romance him.” Booker muttered before walking out of the room, leaving the two wolves alone again.

  Thane sighed and looked back at Hooper’s disappointed face. He put a hand up to the side of his face, “I promise I’ll call you later. But I really am in town to get reacquainted with my sister.” He dropped his hand off Hooper’s face.

  “She’s really you’re long-lost sister,? Like in the soap operas, the one you never knew about that secretly grew up in the next neighbourhood over from you, you’re whole life?” Hooper said back at him.

  Thane’s face became serious. “Yes to all of that, except the neighbourhood part.” Thane dropped his clothes on the bed. “Phelan and I only found out about her, two months ago.”

  “But, wait, you said she was how old? Do you mean?” Hooper paused as Thane pulled on the leg of his jeans.

  “Yeah, all that time.” He said pulling on the other leg and pulling them up quickly.

  “Oh, well now I just feel like an utter brat for whining at you and for yelling at her.” Hooper replied as Thane moved into his personal space. “Shit.”

  “You are a brat.” Thane smirked, sliding a hand down to Hooper’s ass and grabbing it tightly as he pulled him in against himself. “But a brat I plan to fuck on the full moon night, none the lesss.” Thane replied, slanting his mouth over Hooper’s.

  He felt Hooper soften into him, and slide his arms around Thane’s neck as he opened his mouth to receive Thane’s tongue. Allowing it to dominate his mouth and take what it would. Thane’s need for Hooper was growing as was his morning erection that pressed against Hooper’s thigh.

  They broke apart for air and Thane rested his forehead on Hooper’s.

  “Thank you for last night, for staying I mean.” Hooper said sliding his hands down Thane’s chest.

  “You’re welcome.”

  “I like this.” Hooper whispered and Thane kissed his lips again lightly. “Waking up with you.”

  “I know.” Thane replied.

  “Let me give you a parting gift to remember me by.” Hooper muttered sliding his hands down to Thane’s still undone jeans and teasing the pubic hair his fingers grazed over.

  “You’re brother’s out there waiting for you.” Thane replied in a weak attempt to reign Hooper in. He seriously had to work on his resolve around the lycan.

  “Let him wait. I can’t, not when it comes to this,” He said sliding his hand down the front of Thane’s jeans and grasping his cock. Thane grunted and looked back at Hooper.

  “You’re doing well so far.” Thane said back at him as Hooper’s hand began to move inside his jeans. Hooper grinned as his other hand went around to the back of Thane’s jeans pocket.

  “Condom?” Hooper asked knowing that blowing Thane would only happen with a condom on as much as he’d prefer to swallow Thane’s come personally.

  “Uh, you’re in the right area.” Thane grinned. “In the wallet. Which you’ll need both hands for. Whatever will you do?”

  “Hmm,” Hooper murmured pushing into Thane. “Or I could, just,” He pushed his chest against Thanes. Happy to hear a soft intake of breath from Thane, as he kept walking them both backwards, till Thane bumped into the dresser drawer beside the bed. “Do that and get what I need from here.” Hooper replied, sliding a hand into the sideways laying, box of condoms on top of the dresser, and pulling out a condom pack. “And then,” He muttered, moving his hands as he knelt slowly before Thane, opening the small package.

  Thane watched on as Hooper used his teeth to tear at the corner of the packet. Thane freed his cock, just in time for Hooper to slide the condom down onto it, jerking him a few times in the process. Thane grunted and Hooper twisted the base of his cock a few times as he started sucking Thane into his mouth and commenced bobbing back and forth along his rigid length. Thane hissed as he bucked, thrusting with Hooper’s movements along his cock. He gritted his teeth to try and stay quiet while he received his good morning America blow job.

  The pressure in his balls began to build and he squeezed them as Hooper sucked him good. He wanted to shoot his load into Hooper’s eager mouth. But he didn’t know Hooper’s test status so that was out of the question. A deal breaker for Thane if he couldn’t’t use a condom for blow jobs and fucking. He was glad to see that Hooper was rather eager to have him anyway he could.

  “Oh fuck.” Thane grunted trying to keep his voice low and grabbing the back of Hooper’s head and thrusting quickly into it. As he filled the condom quickly, his cock throbbing in Hooper’s mouth with its release.

  It was only after the throbbing in his cock had subsided that Hooper released his softening cock from his mouth. Thane panted as his chest pounded, his heart beating like a mad man on a drum kit. Hooper rose up slowly, in a fluid motion of grace that just kept Thane’s eyes trained on him. “That just made my day.”

  “Well now, you have a good day, dear.” Hooper muttered wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before leaving a chaste kiss across Thane’s mouth.

  Thane panted and looked at the satisfactory smile on Hooper’s face after the kiss. He looked smug and proud of himself for undoing Thane so easily. He really needed to work on his resolve when he was around Hooper.

  Thane waggled a finger at him. “I’ll pay you back for that you know.”

  “Yeah.” Hopper said softly and smiling brightly.

  Thane shook his head and chuckled as he pulled off the condom and tucked himself back into his jeans. “Is your patience so hard to maintain lycan that you can’t hold out one more night?”

  “Well its not every week, I have a sexy alpha werewolf playing with me.”

  “Hooper!” Booker called out from the living room. “Let’s go, move it or loose it!”

  “That would be my cue to exit. You have a nice breakfast with mr angry lycan.” Thane replied throwing on his shirt hastily.

  Hooper frowned back at him. “Booker angry? He’s like the calmest wolf I know. If you’re worried about him busting in on us, I can assure you,”

  “He’s angry Hooper. Really angry. It’s just contained very well. He holds onto it tight. I can practically feel it in the air around him. You by comparison, you have moments, flashes of anger. But you’re not constantly vibrating with it. If I didn’t know better, I’d swear he was hurting.” Thane replied kissing Hooper’s cheek “Maybe it’s just a lunar week thing.” Before walking out the bedroom with his shoes in hand.


  Hooper stood there stunned, and silent. All this time he’d thought his brother was under control with his wolf side.

  “Hooper come on, I’m starving!”

  “Alright already!” Hopper yelled back at him getting dressed.

  24

  Thane had walked into the apartment and closed the door when Phelan started in on him from the kitchen.

  “Have a good night?”

  “Yes, thanks.” Thane replied meeting him head on. “Can I grab some of that coffee?” He asked hunting around for a mug. “I was sure we bought mugs.”

  “I moved them, over here.” Phelan muttered pointing to a cupboard. Thane went to the cupboard. “So when do I get to meet him?” Phelan asked watching his brother.

  “Anytime you want, he lives across the hall from you.” Thane replied flippantly as he moved in on the coffee pot, before realizing the error of his words.

  “He’s my neighbour?” Phelan asked loudly. “You’re fucking my next door neighbour?”

  Thane tensed and straightened up. “We’re just uh, you know, fooling around.” He said suddenly and avoiding looking at his brother entirely. Thane had always been honest with his brother about his sexuality and any question that Phelan might ask of him regarding it.

  “Fooling around. You’re fooling around with my new, next door neighbour, is that right? You’ve been fooling around with him, every night this week!” Phelan repeated, watching Thane pour himself a coffee.

  “Mhmm,” Thane replied taking a sip of his coffee.

  “Jesus Christ Thane! Do you ever not think with your cock?” Phelan fired off at him. “What the hell are you doing? You’re supposed to be the sensible and responsible one of us two. We came to New York to get to know our sister, my twin sister. Instead you start fooling around with my neighbour, let me guess he’s a hot looking non and you’re just going to fuck him for lunar week and then that’s it right? Is that the plan? Get it out of your system?”