The Night
#4 of The Pup
-------Authors Note-------
Well, nearly there. Last chapter of my debut story, although I might write an epilogue, not sure though mainy because I have no idea what to put in it.
Anyway, thank you to everyone who's been reading, rating and, on occasion, pawing off. Talking about pawing off, this chapter heralds the return of smut to this story, so if you are under the age of 18 or are offended by continuous, graphic gay sex, I'd advise that you leave right now
So, ready for the final act?
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Karl's pickup needed new shocks. Alan could feel every single bump and pot-hole in the road as his father-in-lar drove at reckless speeds up the moonlit dirt track. Mark was splayed out across the back seat, his head resting on Alan's lap, gazing up at his mate with a light smile on his face. Their hands were intertwined on Mark's chest, where his opened button-up revealed his muscular chest. Alan was smiling back, wishing that whatever happened at the meet, it would be over soon so he could get back to honeymooning with Mark. After another countless number of hairpin turns and potholes, Karl eventually pulled into a hiking trail's carpark. There was already three cars in the park, and a cluster of 'Wolves leaning on them. Karl slid in beside Lucinda's car and killed the engine. Mark rolled up and hopped out his side at the same time as Alan, quickly hopping over the back of the Dodge Ram and meeting Alan in a quick kiss. Then, holding hands, they joined the rest of the 'Wolves as they waited for the last few to show up. All in all there seemed to be nearly twently wolves in Karl's pack, with only four missing at the moment.
"So this is Mark's new Mate, Hi, I'm Keisha, John's mate," one of the three women said, looking slightly out of place with her polished nails and glittery eyeshadow, even though Alan knew she was one of the most dangerous 'Wolves in the mid-west. Taking their cue from Keisha, the other 'Wolves introduced themselves. The final car soon pulled into the the gravelled clearing and it's occupants got out. Once everyone had introduced themselves and were up to date on everyone's monthly activities, Karl began to lead them into the forest. Alan brought up the rear with Mark, not quite sure what was going to happen next. When he whispered the question to Mark, he merely smiled at him and tapped his nose. Obviously these meetings were not a regualr occurence, Alan could tell that much from the way the rest of the Pack was acting, but he had never known that to ask earlier. As they travelled deeper into the forest, the moon rose higher, and grew brighter in the sky. As legends required it was a full moon, and the night was clear. Eventually they reached another clearing deep in the forest. Alan with-held a gasp as he saw the giant standing stone that dominated the center. Over ten feet tall and covered in veins of white crystal, as if the moon were bleeding directly onto it, it was wreathed by beautiful white lilies which seemed to grow naturally from the very surface of the stone.
"So Alan, you ready to officially Mate?" Mark asked holding his soulmates hands in his own, Alan looked at him in shock.
"Did, You do all this?" He asked, gesturing to the garlands of flowers that delicatly embroidered the clearing.
"I didn't have to. You see, Werewolves are a little more supernatural than most people would think. This stone is tied directly to our pack, and it knows that two 'Wolves mated recently, and this is it's way of congratulating us," Mark replied, leading Alan to the base of the giant standing stone, where a smaller, flat-topped rock was embedded in the ground, Karl was already standing there, looking somehow both formal, and incredibly pleased.
"Mark, are we doing what I think we're doing?" Alan asked, the decorations, and everyone actions finally dawning on him.
"Yes, if you'll have me?" Mark asked, for the first time with insecurity in his eyes. Despite all his earlier worries, he realised what Mark had meant, he just knew. He wanted to be with Mark, forever.
"I do,"
"Save it for the ceremony," Karl laughed, Alan raised his eyebrow at that,
"So can we get started then?" Alan asked, suddenly impatient. Most of the gathered 'Wolves laughed at that, Karl smiled benevolently.
"Fine then," Karl said, raising his hands...
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"You may now kiss the damn Wolf!"
Alan threw himself into Mark's arms and kissed him as the 'Wolves cheered. Quickly Mark began dragging him toward another path out of the clearing. Once they were out of the clearing, the sound quickly died down, leaving their heartbeats and their breathing the loudest sounds. Together they fell onto the leafy floor, already half-naked and shifting. Mark began licking his chest, his broadening tongue lapping heavily across his tight nipples. Alan nearly started whimpering as his erection began to pulse painfully with arousal. He caught Mark's chin and lifted him back to his face. "Sorry to cut you so short Mark, I find all that interesting and all, but I really want to get straight to the pounding," Mark didn't even seem to get put out by this, instead he smiled a gave Alan another heavy kiss, made slightly awkward by their growing muzzles and shifting muscles. "God, I want the same from you, I wanted to make this sweet, but fuck it, take me now," Alan didn't need to hear anymore as he took Mark into his bulking arms and threw him onto the soft ground below him. Alan brought his muzzle down to Mark's neck, breathing in heavily and taking in all of Mark's musk and arousal. The new senses he developed were all sending a huge rush to his head. The sound of Mark's breathing and his heartbeat were the only things that he could hear. Alan smiled as he looked up to his mate's face, seeing that hoplessly loving look on his face, wanting Alan to do what ever he was intending to. Alan snaked his long wolf tongue out of his muzzle and tasted the inside of his mate's mouth. They laid there on the leaves, holding each others wolven bodies, naked, suckling, and cuddling awaiting lust to take them away for the night. Alan propped himself up onto his elbows without breaking their kiss, spreading Mark's legs with his own, Mark closed his eyes and moaned in pleasure, tilting his hips up to meet his Mate's cock. Alan nearly collapsed as he pressed into Mark and suddenly he felt whole again, realising that he felt empty without Mark. Growling he hilted himself, nuzzling Mark's neck as Mark threw his head back and howled. Alan slid out, not pausing for a second before plunging himself back in, joining Mark in his lust filled howl. He set a steady pace as he pounded himself into his lovers ass, Mark's own wolven cock twitching as his prostate was beaten with Alan's love stick. Alan could feel himself coming close to orgasming, and saw that Mark wasn't far off either, so he slowed down, pushing them over the line together with long, slow strokes. With one final thrust his knot bloomed inside his lover, locking them together for now, and forever. His hot cum sprayed into Mark as Mark sprayed into the air, their howls renting the air with the sounds of their lust.
"I _Fucking LOVE _ you," Alan whispered into Mark's ear, riding out his orgasm with light thrusts. Mark panted heavily for a minute, before gazing into Alan's eyes lovingly and saying,
"I fucking love you too, but it's my turn to ravage your ass puppy,"
FIN
Afterword: Done!!! Didn't really expect to churn out 4 chapters in two days, but hey, glad I got the support to do so. As I've said like twenty times, an Epilogue might be on the way, but I'll try at least one other story first. So, what do you guys wanna see next?
1: Some Feline Fun
2: More Kinky Woofs