Wolves At The Door

by Girl, Breukelen

  “Don’t let it define me?” Hooper asked softly pawing at Thane’s chest as shirt fell open.

  “Absolutely, without question, don’t let it consume you. Hasn’t it already taken far too much from you?”

  “Oh god,.” Hopper muttered raising up again “I could,” His words were lost as he kissed Thane’s mouth. Thane took it. Wanted it. Like hearing his words.

  Wanted his boy back again, like they had been the past few days they’d been together. There was a comfort in connection with another soul and it was something he’d never really experienced so simply with a partner before. Bran didn’t count. At last not in Thane’s mind. Not like this.

  Hooper’s mouth descended down his throat, grazing his teeth along Thane’s throat. Soft moans and sighs escaped Thane’s mouth, as Hooper took his time, dragging his tongue over the coarse skin till he reached the broad space of Thane’s collar bone and shoulders.

  Hooper was pure, unadulterated sensuality and someone Thane wanted to wrap himself in, entirely. He remained still letting Hooper have him.

  “I fucking love these.” Hooper muttered kissing his way across Thane’s shoulders. “Perfect.” Thane’s breathing got heavier as Hooper alternated from one side to the other and back again.

  “First day I saw them, I wondered,” He kissed “What it would be like to be held against them.” Hooper parted, lifting his face up to Thane’s. They both found themselves panting hard, Thane’s chest sheening with a light film of sweat.

  “Help me out?” He asked, looking down at his jeans.

  Hooper nodded his head and reached for the waist of his jeans, unbuttoning them and pulling them down his hips roughly. Thane took over and pushed his jeans off and down his legs quickly. He had to get into that bed with Hooper. Had to.

  His jeans were pushed down and Hooper’s line of sight focused on his prize, as his hands kept moving the material, getting it off Thane as smoothly as possible. He looked up at Thane and let his tongue circle his bottom lip. Thane felt the pull of the moon sink into him as the night got later and he looked down at the face of Hooper before him. He was eager, and hungry with desire and totally controlled. It was something he hadn’t come to expect of Hooper before. Now hazel eyes looked at him with passionate intensity, just waiting for him to give him permission, to break the dam in both of them, that he, Thane had built during the week.

  Thane nodded his head slowly and watched on, intrigued as Hooper began to repeat the same action he had done before by rubbing his face down along Thane’s lower abdomen. Thane held his cock against himself, allowing Hooper room to move. But Hooper took it as invitation to rub his cheek against Thane’s cock directly.

  Thane was enthralled by the action and gripped his hands into fists by his side. “Hell Elie, you keep that up and I’m going to blow my load all over your pretty face.”

  Hooper looked up at him again, hands running up Thane’s abdomen. An unspoken invitation.

  “I know that look.” Thane replied recognizing the want in Hooper’s eyes. “But I won’t last and I really want to be buried inside your ass tonight.”

  Hooper lifted his head and smiled up at him. “Whatever you want.” Thane tilted his head to the side and took in the words.

  “What I want is a lot.”

  “You keep saying that, but all I’m hearing here, is talk.” Hooper smiled, before resuming running his face against Thane’s sensitized cock that he held in his hand.

  “Elie, I’m so close. You have no idea what that little action does to me.”

  Hooper stopped against and planted a chaste kiss on the side of Thane’s cock before looking back up at him. “We’ve got all night. No need to rush. Can take as much time as you want.”

  Hooper smiled as his eyes twinkled with mischief and desire back at Thane. Thane growled, the damn lycan knew he was pushing Thane’s buttons and making him hotter than hot! Thane was a goner, and he knew it. He directed Hooper’s face back to his bare skin to resume it’s sensual activity. Grasping and clamping his teeth down together, breathing heavily Thane fought himself for a bit more control.

  “Ugh,” Thane grunted unable to stop his cock from filling till he couldn’t take it anymore and his hips jerked and thrust against Hooper’s face, as Hooper pressed deeper into him, taking his come as it spurted out over them both.

  Thane panted heavily as his hips slowly calmed down and he dropped his head, looking down at Hooper and what he’d just given him. Hooper was breathing equally hard, his eyes showing how turned on he was on.

  Pulling back from Thane, Hooper sat up and swiped a hand across his shoulder, to take the semen stream that coated his upper torso. He dipped his finger in it and took it to his mouth, making a show of sucking his finger clean.

  “Oh fuck.” Thane panted watching like it was the most amazing thing he’d ever seen in his life. Hooper smiled back at him and began crawling back up the bed, away from him.

  Thane’s eyebrows knitted together and he watched Hooper’s confidence grow. Thane growled and knelt on the edge of the bed, Hooper’s eyes brightened. He moved slowly, allowing Hooper take in the sight of his muscles, and movement of his body as he crawled up to the younger wolf.

  Hooper’s mouth dropped opened and Thane swore if he could have, Hooper would’ve drooled then and there. That made him proud. He smirked back up at Hooper. “You ready for this?”

  “Yes.” Hooper said in a breathless voice of excitement as he nodded his head.

  “Good.” Thane replied, crawling over Hooper as he lowered himself onto his back, underneath Thane. “Because I really, really, want this.”

  Thane dipped his head and kissed Hooper deeply, keeping his body off him the whole time they kissed, even as Hooper seemed to get desperate for contact. His hands moving quickly over Thane and trying to pull him down to his own body.

  “Easy Elie,” Thane muttered as they both gasped down air and looked at each other. Taking in the moment together.

  “I don’t do easy.” Hooper husked back at him.

  “Me either.” Thane muttered as he looked down Hooper’s naked, and exposed body beneath him. “You’re beautiful.” He turned his head towards the night stand beside the bed and Hooper looked over with him.

  “No you are, I could spend hours licking your chest.”

  Thane reached across, stretching his torso’s muscles as he opened the top drawer and pulled out a packet of condoms and a bottle of lube. Thane settled back into himself, as he quickly opened the condom packet and rolled it down onto his cock, gritting his teeth the whole time. He focused on the lube bottle after he’d fitted the condom and grinned back at Hooper.

  “Oh god, get in me already.” Hooper panted, enjoying the slow seduction of Thane before him as he began to touch himself. Thane growled at him and looked at his slow jerking of his cock “Sorry. But I’m getting desperate here.” Hooper muttered dropping his hand off his cock.

  “Patience Elie, it’s just you and me.” Thane replied placing the lube bottle back on the night stand and refocussing on Hooper. Thane dipped down and kissed the inside of Hooper’s tights and ran his tongue over the other wolves’ ball sack.

  Hooper moaned in frustrated appreciation. “That’s the problem, its you and me. I want you and me so damn badly, you have to know.”

  Thane grinned at his words. “Hands and knees would be easier for first time.” Thane muttered back at him.

  “I don’t do easy.” Hooper repeated himself again.

  Thane smiled down on him brightly. “Just checking.” He said leaning down to plant a kiss on Hooper’s forehead, before positioning the tip of his cock against Hooper. “Besides, I really want to see your face when I’m making love to you.” Thane kept talking as he slowly pressed the tip of his cock against Hooper’s tight ring of muscle.

  “I want to show you, how you make me feel.” Hooper breathed heavily as he pulled his legs back and held his knees apart for Thane.

  “You have no idea how much I’m getting o
ff on this bit right now.” Thane replied, guiding his cock and pressing a little more, feeling the muscle tense. “Breath Elie, and stay focused on me and that feeling you have for us. Ready? Breath out for me.” Thane said huskily, waiting till he saw Hooper’s chest deflate as he pushed out, while Thane slowly eased in.

  “Oh god.”

  “Too much?” Thane frowned looking down at his own hand on his cock, the head was barely in Hooper yet. They might be over before they began.

  “No, not enough. Please, get inside of me, I want you so damn much.” Hooper said beginning to feel desperate. “You don’t have to be gentle.”

  “Well I’m sure as hell not going to be rough, so get that through your head right now.” Thane said back at him, remaining still. “We do this slowly and right or not at all Elie, you choose.” He watched Hooper’s expression change instantly.

  “No, no, please. I’ll be good. Please, I want you. I’ve wanted you all week.” Hooper pleaded with him.

  “Relax. You know the drill.” Thane muttered with a half smile at him.

  “God damn it, I should’ve stretched more.” Hooper replied doing as he was instructed, keeping his line of sight on Thane.

  “Relax and focus for me, Elie, I can feel you contracting and it’s making it harder.”

  “I’ll bet.” Hooper laughed back at him, Thane pushed while he was distracted laughed and felt the head of his cock get past the invisible barrier as Hooper gasped. Thane stilled instantly. “I’m okay, really.”

  “Good.” Thane said letting out a heavy breath.

  “Are you?” Hooper asked him.

  “I’m,” Thane looked down at his cock sitting inside Hooper, connecting them together at last. He loved the feel of being so encased with another. The smell of wolf fur, that permeated stronger on lunar nights, the sight of Hopper exposed and vulnerable to him. The look of desire on his face. It was all too much and not enough at the same time. Put simply, he wanted Hooper, wanted him badly.

  “I know.” Hooper said softly, wishing he could see what Thane was seeing.

  Thane tore his eyes away from his cock and slowly dragged his eyes back up Hooper’s body, till he met his gaze. “Good.” Thane repeated and pushed in deeper, till his entire cock was being swallowed by Hooper’s tight ass.

  Hooper felt the stretch and burn and savoured it, as he watched Thane’s emotions display across his face. Hooper’s hands slide up Thane’s abs and arms. “I need to,” Hooper swallowed quickly. “Move or touch, or something, please.” Hooper’s voice husked softly. “I want you so much. Please.”

  Thane’s heart lurched. “What do you want to touch?” Thane smirked down at him, remaining stationery. Hooper groaned back at him. Thane pulled back and Hooper’s eyes widened as Thane thrust back in and began a steady rhythm, lifting his hips and grabbing them tightly. “Can’t help you if you,” Thane thrust again “Can’t talk to me love.”

  Hooper was too busy moaning and gripping Thane’s arms as Thane moved inside of him. His brain said he was saying things, but all that was coming out of his mouth was moans of pleasure. He watched as Thane pumped him, his chest heaving with each heavy breath as he sheened with sweat, while his eyes drilled down on Hopper with an unnerving sole focus of intensity.

  Thane picked up the pace and grinned as Hopper’s fingers dug deep into his arms, deep enough to leave nail marks. Pleasure with a bit of pain, almost always did it for him. “Ready love?” Thane panted between thrusts and breaths, “I really need to move.”

  Thane watched as a flicker of confusion came over Hopper and he chuckled lightly lifting Hopper’s hips and pulling back half way, to re-position himself on an angle before thrusting back into Hooper hard and beginning to pound him relentlessly.

  “Oh god, yes.” Hooper moaned unable to stop the sounds of pleasure that were coming from him. As his body moved up and down the bed with each powerful thrust.

  “Jerk off.” Thane groaned as Hooper’s hand slipped off of his arm and he reached for his rock hard, cock and began moving in time with Thane’s rhythm. Moaning, breathing and panting louder and louder as Thane hit his prostrate with each thrust.

  “Elie!” Thane panted as his cock throbbed, as he was overcome with the sensation of the two of them together. Thane roared his release as he thrust sharper and harder towards the final movement with Hooper.

  Hooper cried out, unable to hold on any longer, spurting come over himself as his cock pumped his desire out a few seconds after Thane.

  32

  “That’s what I’m talking about.” Hooper panted breathlessly laying next to Thane, on top of his arm as it lay under his head.

  Thane chuckled between heavy breaths. “Damn.”

  Hooper burst into laughter and rolled into him, Thane’s arms automatically wrapped themselves around Hooper as they kissed one another, slowly, mouths opening for sensual strokes of one another’s tongue.

  A knocking at the door cause them to stop. Thane frowned. “You expecting guests?”Hooper shook his head silently.

  “Ignore it and they can go away. Will have to if we don’t answer the door.”

  “You mean the door which I kind of broke off its hinges, and doesn’t exactly close fully now? That door?”

  “Oh.” Hooper muttered glancing towards the bedroom door. “Is it obvious?”

  “Yeah.” Thane said pulling back and dislodging himself from Hooper. “I really will fix it.” He said making his way off the bed. “I’ll get it, make sure it’s not some street life come to visit and try their luck with you.”

  “Thane,” Hooper called out as Thane walked around the bed and bent down to find his jeans.

  “Yeah?”

  “I never brought anyone back here before. Even when I was cruising. Ever.” Thane paused doing his jeans up as another knock sounded. Thane couldn’t help let the surprise show on his face. But that told him a hell of a lot about Hooper, that he could just add to the like file in his mind for the lycan.

  “I got this.” Thane said doing his jeans up and walking out the bedroom to see who was interrupting their full moon night. Stalking out of the bedroom giving Hooper a glorious view of his back muscles and broad shoulders.

  Thane’s eyes were aimed at the door, but he’d barely stepped foot into the main room, when he saw Booker Parish was already standing around in the living room.

  “What was the point to knocking then?” Thane threw at him. Booker’s eyes glanced over the topless male.

  “Manners. Some of us still have them.” Booker replied as his nostrils flared. “You smell like my brother, are you fucking him or just fooling around with him.” Thane walked over to Booker till he was close. He could see all the bruises and swelling still on the lycan’s face.

  “Either way, it’s none of your business.”

  “Hooper’s my brother, anything that affects him, is my business. That includes you.” Booker winced gripping his side. “And the rib cracking you gave me.”

  “You had it coming.” Thane replied crossing his arms over his sheening chest. “Now leave, before you get a fresh one.”

  “Fuck you.”

  “No thanks, you’re not my type. Leave.” Thane fired back at him.

  “I want to speak to Hooper.” Booker replied.

  “He’s not ready to speak to you yet. So give him some space and time.” Thane answered Booker back. Booker’s dark eyes glared angrily at Thane. “Salvage what you can of the rest of this night. Let Hooper do the same. Talk in the morning when everyone’s feeling calmer and more forgiving.”

  “Did he tell you to say that to me?”

  “No.” Thane answered him.

  “So you mean you. Hooper would talk to me anyway. We’ve been through too much together to ignore one another.”

  “Not going to happen.”

  “Then fuck you twice, I’m going to talk to my brother.” Booker said moving to go to the bedroom. Thane moved swiftly cutting him off.

  “The hell you are. Get out now, be
fore I throw you out.”

  Booker frowned and pulled his hands out of his jacket. “You don’t want to get into this with me Cavello.”

  Thane cracked his knuckled dramatically. “I really do. You hurt him, you hurt Bg, my sister, you hurt your friendship with Paris, do you even get that? Can you see what you’ve done here tonight? the impact of it on those closest to you? I’m not letting you do it to Hooper again because you can.”

  Booker’s eyes widened and Thane watched as he let out a heavy breath, his large chest deflating instantly. Thane knew he had him beat. If Booker’s own brother wasn’t his weakness, Thane’s sister sure was. He turned away, walking slowly back to the busted door. “Tell him I am sorry.”

  “I will.” Thane replied watching Booker leave the apartment as quietly as he entered it. He let out a heavy breath and turned around, running his hands through his long hair. “Elie,”

  “I heard, I was uh, hiding and listening.” Thane walked over to him and wrapped his arms around him slowly. “Thank you.” Hooper muttered softly nuzzling in to Thane’s chest. Thane ran a hand up and down Hooper’s back.

  “You’re warm.” He murmured out loud, recognizing one of the changes in a body readying itself for a shape shift. “You are going to have to talk to him you know.”

  “I know. But not now, not tonight. “Hooper said against his chest. “Not when the idea makes me feel confused and mad. Not when I finally have you and you don’t make me feel any of that.” Hooper pulled back. “Besides, you promised to stay the night with me and chase away the bad. So far, you’ve lived up to that promise. But the night’s not over yet.”

  “You’re right. Come on, grab your jacket and shoes”

  “What?” Hooper said delighted with his instructions.

  “I got the perfect cure all.” Thane said dragging Hooper back to the bedroom.