Half Moon Rising

by Sandrine Gasq-Dion

  Sawyer’s hips bucked and he held onto the wall as Troy’s tongue swiped his asshole. Sawyer spread his legs out as Troy shoved his face in Sawyer’s ass, licking and diving into the warmth, all while pumping his cock. “Oh God…” Sawyer breathed.

  “Come on baby.” Troy knew Sawyer was close. His ass clenched around Troy’s tongue and his cock hardened even further. Troy shoved his thumb inside Sawyer, along with his tongue and that was it. Sawyer let loose with a loud howl and jets of hot semen spurt all over the bathroom wall and Troy’s hand. Troy kept stroking Sawyer’s cock until his hips stopped bucking, then made his way around to look into Sawyer’s flushed face. He pulled his face up gently and looked into Sawyer’s eyes. “Are you ok?”

  “Oh my God…” Sawyer’s legs shook and goose bumps popped up on his arms. “I’ve never had that done before. I mean, I’ve read about it and stuff, but I didn’t think it would feel that good.” Sawyer blushed crimson. “It was fantastic.”

  Troy took Sawyer in his arms and held him. He was falling for this man, head over heels, as the saying goes. He would have fallen for him even if they weren’t mates. “God, you are so good for my ego.” Troy kissed Sawyer lips and ran his tongue around the top one. “Do you want to taste?”

  Sawyer licked his lips. He was curious. Rim jobs were supposedly taboo, but hell, that had been fantastic. Sawyer’s tongue came out to meet Troy’s and they rubbed against each other. Sawyer tasted himself. It wasn’t that bad at all. Sawyer had completely forgotten about everything else as Troy’s tongue investigated his mouth. He hung onto Troy’s neck, twining his legs around Troy’s hips. “We should go to the bedroom.” Sawyer moaned against Troy’s lips.

  Okay.” Troy grabbed a towel and stepped out, with Sawyer still attached him. “But we are not having sex.”

  Sawyer pouted. “Party pooper.”

  ~~

  The Beaver Bar was packed and Troy and Sam went to find the owner, while Sawyer and Dakota waited for a pool table. Sawyer looked around to see if the same guys from the last time were around, but he didn’t see them. Dakota went to secure them a table and Sawyer’s eyes scanned the room. He didn’t smell Nick or the other scent from before. The fact that someone had been around the house spying, had made Sawyer very uncomfortable. He didn’t have any enemies that he knew of, and he didn’t think Nick was the kind of guy to go as far as sabotaging a deck. Not when Nick knew Sawyer’s brothers could be out there at any time. Sawyer saw Dakota waving him over and smiled, walking over to the empty pool table.

  Dakota got a cue stick, twirling it in his fingers. “So, I hear you play pool, and well.”

  Sawyer laughed and grabbed his own cue stick, watching as Dakota racked the billiard balls. “Why yes I do, do I have competition?”

  “Well, seeing how I played a lot to make money.” Dakota arched a brow. “Maybe.”

  “Ah, a fellow hustler.” Sawyer chuckled and leaned over the table to break. “Let’s see what happens.” Sawyer took the first shot, breaking the balls and sending them to different pockets on the table. “Stripes I believe.” Sawyer smiled and made his way around the table for his next shot. “Can I ask you something, Dakota?”

  Dakota took a swig of his beer and nodded. “Sure.”

  Sawyer concentrated on his next shot and sunk the ball in. “Did you know right away that Sam was your mate? I mean, did you feel something when he touched you?”

  Dakota smiled and watched Sam talking to the bar owner with Troy. “I felt something when he looked at me. It was like he was meant for me.” Dakota sighed, thinking about Sam’s hands on his body, touching him, kissing him. Dakota shook his head clear and laughed. “Even now, I get all worked up just thinking about him. God, he was so calm when he saw me shift. There was no screaming or running, just Sam staring at me with his mouth hanging open. From then on, I knew we’d be okay. Sam is special.”

  Sawyer nodded, sneaking peeks at Troy. “The minute I smelled Troy, I just knew. My body went all wonky. I know that sounds weird,” Sawyer saw Dakota smile and nod. “Or not. But damn, I’ve never been so happy that I saved myself for my mate.” Sawyer blushed and let his gaze drop. “He was so patient with me, and then my eyes and teeth changed and he…” Sawyer felt his cock twitch and tried to ignore the feeling in his belly. Warmth flooded his body and crept into his cheeks. “He was just so sexy.” Sawyer whispered and leaned closer to Dakota. “He licked my fangs. I mean, how hot is that?”

  “Damn.” Dakota looked at Troy standing with his mate. “That is sexy.” Dakota laughed and watched, as Sawyer missed his shot. “Ah, so now I know how to mess with your head.”

  Sawyer cursed under his breath, his whole body was a mess of emotions as Troy leaned over the bar, showing off his gorgeous tight ass. “God, he’s so hot.”

  “Well, let’s hope they’re making some headway on who might’ve keyed Troy’s truck.” Dakota met Sam’s eyes and that brief gaze told Dakota everything he needed to know. At least about what Sam was thinking at that moment, that is.

  ~~

  Troy was listening to Dan the bartender go on and on about how the people that came to his bar were regulars, and how he’d never had problems with any of them before. Troy shook his head and tried to keep his anger in check. “Look dude, I’m not saying it was one of your patrons, alright? Now, can we please take a look at the surveillance footage from two nights ago?”

  Dan grumbled a bit, but in the end allowed Sam and Troy to look at the tape. They sat in the back office and rewound the tape to two nights before. Troy forward to the time they’d pulled up and hit ‘Play’. Both of them waited and not long after Troy and Sawyer had exited the car and gone outside, a hooded man came into view. Troy hit ‘pause’ and he and Sam tried to make the picture bigger.

  “Do you have a zoom function on this?” Troy looked at Dan. “Or is this the best we get?” Troy rolled his eyes as Dan shrugged his shoulders. “Great, so this is what we get.” Troy looked closer. “Maybe five foot eleven? Not too muscular and his feet are small.” Troy narrowed his eyes at the screen. “White guy. Damn, I wish we could see this guy’s face.”

  “There he goes, keying the truck. Damn, he doesn’t look up once, like he knows the cameras are there.” Sam watched as the guy keyed the truck in one long movement, then looked around before moving off-camera. “Shit, that’s it?” Sam stood up and made Dan sit down. “Does this guy look at all familiar?”

  Dan sighed and rewound the tape, watching again. “I’m sorry, I don’t recognize him.”

  “Like you’d tell us if you did.” Troy folded his arms across his chest, looking at Dan. “I didn’t come in here that night to cause problems, but your guys fucked with my boyfriend.” Troy leaned over into Dan’s face. “I don’t take kindly to people fucking with my man.”

  “I’m not a homophobe, dude. Okay?” Dan stood up, backing against the wall. “I got nothing against you or your friends and if I happen to see this guy again, I’ll call you, alright?”

  Sam looked at Dan and almost chuckled. The guy was scared shitless. “Look, whoever this guy is, he didn’t stop at keying Troy’s truck. He managed to make his way out to the reservation and fuck with my friend’s deck. A deck that, at one point, will have kids on it. So, you can see where we would be a little alarmed and wanting to know who this guy is.”

  Dan nodded and looked at the two giant men in his office. “I got it, and I will call if I see this guy at all.”

  “Thanks, I appreciate it.” Troy put his hand out and Dan nervously shook it. “Now, we’ll let you get back to work and we’ll get back to our men.”

  ~~

  The rest of the night was spent with Sam and Troy losing game after game of pool. Of course they’d bet sexual favors. Sawyer figured out quite quickly, along with Dakota, that their men (even if they did play well) would have lost on purpose. Troy was a little drunk by the time they were finished and Sawyer had to laugh at him wobbling around, once they got home. More than once, Troy walked into a wa
ll and Sawyer took his arm, leading him down the hallway to the bedroom. Once there, he took Troy’s shoes and socks off. He worked his belt, pulling it off, and then started on his jeans. Troy was giggling the whole time and Sawyer couldn’t help but smile at the gorgeous man spread out like a buffet on his bed.

  “Sawyerrr.”

  Sawyer giggled and took Troy’s shirt by the hem, pulling it up. It got stuck on Troy’s top teeth on its way over his head and Troy almost fell off the bed laughing. “Troy, stop moving,” Sawyer laughed and untangled the shirt from Troy’s teeth, pulling it the rest of the way off. Troy’s face was absolute perfection and Sawyer ran his fingertips over the soft skin of Troy’s jaw line. “You are the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen, Troy.”

  Troy stopped laughing and looked into Sawyer’s beautiful eyes. “I want to see your teeth.” Troy leaned in and ran his tongue across the seam of Sawyer’s lips, sliding into the warmth. His hands grabbed at Sawyer’s hips, pulling him closer. “I want you to lose control.” Troy pulled at Sawyer’s jeans, sliding his hand down the back of them and played at the cleft of his ass. His finger slid lower and he found Sawyer’s puckered hole. “I want to lick it again, taste you.” Troy slid the tip of his finger in and out of Sawyer’s bud, feeling it quiver under his touch. “You want me to, don’t you? Want me to eat your ass again? Say it Sawyer, tell me you want to feel my tongue in your ass.”

  “I want to feel all of you.” Sawyer let out a strangled groan as Troy’s tongue dove in deep licking his mouth in deep long strokes. It was absolute heaven, Troy’s finger was in his ass and Sawyer wanted to feel him inside. He felt Troy’s hand at the waistband of his jeans and Sawyer helped him get them off. He sat naked on Troy’s lap, legs wrapped around his lover’s waist, hands tunneling through Troy’s hair. Their mouths half open licking at each other, sucking each other’s tongues and Sawyer’s aching prick begged to be touched. His ass begged for fulfillment, although, God knows he’d never had anything up there save for the tip of his index finger. He was pretty sure Troy’s cock was a lot bigger than that. “Make love to me Troy.”

  Troy stopped and looked into Sawyer’s eyes. So much was there to read. Sawyer’s lust and want was evident, but there was also a hint of fear. Troy wasn’t exactly sober and he wanted to be clear headed when he finally made love to Sawyer. “I will, but not tonight.” Troy moved Sawyer onto his hands and knees and sat behind him. He spread Sawyer’s ass cheeks apart and watched Sawyer’s asshole wink at him. “I want to hear you.” Troy leaned in and took one long lick from Sawyer’s balls up.

  “Ohhh Fuck! Jesus, you’re going to have a two hundred pound wolf in your lap.” Sawyer hissed through his teeth as Troy licked his hole, tickling around the sides. Troy’s tongue was a nonstop whirlwind of pleasure. It was everywhere. Little bites around sensitive skin, tongue spearing in and out. Thumbs propped Sawyer’s ass open and God help him, Sawyer wanted to scream and rub his cock on the blanket to get some kind of friction on his now red and angry prick.

  “Fuck yeah, I want to hear you, babe. Come on and growl for me.” Troy stuck his thumb in Sawyer’s ass and pushed past the ring of muscles, feeling his thumb swallowed up by Sawyer’s sphincter. “Fuck, so tight babe. You’re so fucking tight.” Pressing Sawyer open, Troy speared his tongue inside again and flicked it. Sawyer’s ass jumped and Troy did it again.

  “Troy.” Sawyer could feel his dick weeping with precum as Troy continued to flick his ass, then dive in. “Oh God.” Sawyer closed his eyes and felt a finger sliding in, his ass clenching around the intrusion. “Oh, oh,” Sawyer backed up and felt the finger slide in, tickling his spine.

  “How’s that, baby?” Troy slicked another finger wet in his mouth and pushed it in alongside the first one. Sawyer’s chute swallowed it up and Troy felt his cock leaking drops of pre- ejaculate on the bed. “God babe, so hot and tight.” Troy reached around Sawyer’s body and fisted his cock as his fingers continued their dive into Sawyer’s ass. “Tell me how it feels.”

  “Ungh.” Sawyer wanted to cry. Troy was finally pumping his cock in nice slow drags, rough fingers sliding around the sensitive rim, making Sawyer’s body shiver. He moved with Troy’s fingers, backing his ass up and sending them further up his tunnel. He’d never had something so far up his ass and his cock was screaming to cum. “Troy, I can’t hold it.” Troy’s hand twisted at the crown of his cock and Sawyer’s dick jerked in Troy’s hand. Sawyer’s throat constricted and a loud growl resonated through the room.

  “Oh fuck, that’s hot.” Troy kept his fingers inside Sawyer’s hot, moist chute and crawled under him, taking Sawyer’s leaking, turgid prick into his mouth. Keeping his two fingers safely snug in Sawyer’s ass, Troy grabbed Sawyer’s enlarged sac and squeezed the top, while he sucked Sawyer’s cock down his throat in one fluid movement. Troy heard the loud moan above him from Sawyer and sucked harder, his tongue playing along the root of Sawyer’s prick, sliding up while he suctioned Sawyer to the back of his throat over and over again.

  “Oh God, oh god, oh god!” Sawyer’s eyes went monochrome and his fangs exploded through his gums. His body jerked as his balls emptied hot, hard and fast into Troy’s waiting mouth. Sawyer held onto the head board as his body kept coming, he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to. Jets of spunk hit Troy’s mouth, forehead and hair as Sawyer kept coming. Sweat poured from every part of Sawyer’s body as his body jerked, the whole time Troy’s fingers were lodged in his ass, teasing him. “Troy. Oh God, please.”

  Troy licked the still engorged head of Sawyer’s prick and removed his fingers slowly. Sawyer collapsed on top of him and Troy pulled himself up, while pushing Sawyer down. Troy looked at Sawyer’s face and moved the stray, sweat soaked hair from his forehead, placing soft kisses on his eyes. “You look beautiful in the afterglow.” Troy saw the small smile that played at Sawyer’s lips. “Next time, I will make love to you, Sawyer.”

  “Promise?” Sawyer closed his eyes and listened to Troy’s heartbeat. Everything was magnified. His sense of smell, sight, and hearing and more importantly, the feel of Troy’s warm skin on his own. It was like being wrapped up in a warm blanket or sitting in a warm bath. Being with Troy was just plain comforting.

  “Oh yeah,” Troy pulled Sawyer closer and ran his hands down his perfect skin. “I promise.” It didn’t take long before Troy heard Sawyer’s even breathing, signaling he’d fallen asleep. Troy ran his hands through Sawyer’s velvety hair and kissed his lips softly. Everything about Sawyer was tantalizing and exquisite. It was hard to believe he was a werewolf at times. He had long, beautiful delicate fingers, which Troy could envision penciling the plans for the deck. He had a face that could only be described as striking, with a thin nose, strong square jaw and high cheek bones. But the eyes, the eyes had captured Troy from the first moment he’d seen them. Sawyer mumbled in his sleep and Troy pulled him in closer, feeling the heat radiate through his body. “I’m falling for you.” He whispered.

  ~~Chapter Nine~~

  Soft knocking had Sawyer blinking his eyes awake. He was plastered to Troy and they were both covered in sweat. Sawyer got up and grabbed a pair of sweat pants off the chair in the corner of the room, trying to put them on as he went to answer the door. The soft, but insistent knocking continued and Sawyer finally reached the door and flung it open. His father stood on the front porch, holding his hat in his hand.

  “Dad?” Sawyer moved aside and let his Father in the house. He went to the kitchen and started making coffee. “What brings you here Dad? Is everything alright?”

  John sighed and sat down on the table, twirling his hat in his hand. “No, it’s not son.” John twisted in the chair and tried to keep the worry from his face. “Troy’s parents’ house was broken into last night. They broke all the windows and wrote graffiti all over the walls. They also slashed his bed with a knife, along with most of his clothing.”

  Sawyer stood looking at his father, with his jaw hanging open. Why would someone do that to Troy? “Do you have any l
eads? Did they leave fingerprints?” Sawyer sat down at the kitchen table and looked at his Father. “You’re worried.”

  John looked at his son. “Of course I am, this was a direct attack on Troy and you are with him all the time. What if something happens to you, Sawyer? I can’t lose another person in my life, not after your Mom…” John looked away and took a deep breath. “I know you can take care of yourself, so don’t jump down my throat.”

  Sawyer took his Dad’s hand in his own and smiled. This was the man that had refused to give up, even after he was left to raise four boys. He had a deep respect for his father. The man never gave up on anything. “I won’t, I know you love me, Dad. Tell me what you do know.”

  “So far, not much.” John shook his head and put his hat down on the table. “The fingerprints we pulled from the deck weren’t in the system. I’d imagine that guy is the same one that went after the house. I’ve got guys out there picking through everything though, and I’ll find something, I assure you of that. This guy’s not going to get away with what he did to the Bishop house.”