Thanks for sticking around, I'm having a lot of fun writing this. I know it's starting off kinda slow, but it'll pick up soon. We just have to get some stuff covered first. Also, just to clarify I've decided Omega males are all intersex. It just makes the Mpreg and birthing a little easier for me to work with. This chapter has very graphic sex. Very.
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Sam stood a few feet from the fire and watched it dance and lick up at the night sky. He followed the smoke as far as he could see it and focused on the stars that dusted the blue-black expanse. There were so many stars in the Michigan panhandle. He could swear he'd never seen so many. The pack members that lived in the village had all had their own separate dinners in their cabins. Then the adults met out by the fire pit, save for a Jo and Charlie, who were watching the pups that night.
He was broken from his thoughts by the familiar tingle in his gut and he couldn't stop the small smile that spread his lips. He moved his eyes, trying to get a bead on where his Alpha was. It was strange to think of Dean as his Alpha, the Prince. And he wasn't even sure he was going to stay, but he couldn't stop thinking of Dean as his.
A presence at his side broke him from his thoughts again and he chuckled at himself, turning to see Castiel he was a little surprised. He had hoped it was his Prince.
"Hey, Sam. Having fun?" Sam nodded half heartedly. Castiel and Sam had become fast friends. After the Beta showed Sam around the farm he had tried to teach him to milk the goats. It was a bit of a disaster and the boys left a couple very pissed off goats. But it had been a bonding moment for them and Sam didn't feel so alone here anymore. He also hadn't seen Dean in a while. And though he tried to tell himself that was a good thing he couldn't help but feel empty.
Dean had been on patrol when they had been eating dinner. Castiel and his mate Meg had joined them at the main house with their pup. Clarence was only 3, and was one of the babies who hadn't been able to shift yet. He was a cute little kid with straight black hair and piercing blue eyes. He had taken to Sam immediately.
Now Sam was wondering where the Alpha was. He could feel him close, just couldn't see him. Benny and Bobby were off to the side talking about rescheduling the patrol now that Sam was here. The Omega could tell Benny was Dean's right hand man, just by the way Benny spoke of his friend. He had wanted to give his Prince more time to spend with his almost mate.
Then Sam got a wiff of something. It was pulling him to the edge of the trees on the other side of the fire. He excused himself from Castiel and walked around the blaze to look clearly at the treeline. There he saw two glowing eyes about three feet off the ground in the brush. He smiled to himself and glanced around again, catching John's eyes watching him. His King nodded his head and motioned to the tree line. Sam smiled wider and started walking toward the eyes.
After about 25 yards he decided it was taking too long and broke into a run. Faster and faster he closed the distance until he leapt into the forest and landed on all fours, bounding after the Prince who had turned tail and sprinted into the woods.
The wolves leapt and dodged fallen branches and logs as they made their way through thick brush. Dean was slightly in front of Sam, impressed that the Omega could keep up. Sam was content to follow his Alpha as it seemed Dean had something in mind for the evening. And it felt good to wolf out and run, on his father's land he was only allowed to run like this on the full moon. So many rules.
Then Dean stopped. Sam almost crashed into him it was so sudden. The Prince looked back and grinned at his new friend. Then he stood and shifted to his human form. His gorgeous, naked, human form. Sam was a little hesitant, but it was pretty dark, and the canopy of the trees blocked most of the moon light.
"Are you coming, Sammy?" Dean was at the trunk of a large tree, looking like he was preparing to climb. Sam hesitated one more second, then shifted and stood. The older man had much the same thoughts as the younger. Sam was perfect, well built, chiseled. Omega males were built differently than Alpha or Beta. Omega male wolves were hermaphrodites. Sam had no balls, but where his balls would be he had a vagina. He was well endowed which was surrounded by short, dark, soft looking curls.
Sam didn't go up to the trunk, but instead settled himself in the soft grass. He rolled around a bit, enjoying the feel of the blades tickling his naked skin, and finally settled on his stomach. He rested his chin in a hand and watched Dean.
The older wolf gave him a funny look, he liked watching Sam be goofy. Sam was perfect. Tall and lean, well defined muscles. A young wolf in his prime. Dean glanced up at the tree then gave him a pat with his hand and moved back next to Sam, settling on his back in the grass. They laid there for a while, just looking at each other.
Sam broke the silence. "What are you thinking about?" he asked hesitantly. He wasn't sure what to say right now, but had the urge to say something. He supposed it could have sounded more awkward. Without missing a beat the Prince replied.
"Kissing you." Sam laughed a little embarrassed and felt his face flush. He was sure that Dean's wolf vision caught it, even in the darkness. "Too soon?" the Prince asked, actual concern in his voice.
"No. I mean… It is, soon," Sam was stumbling over his words and fidgeting with a blade of grass in his fingers. "I just, uh. I haven't… really…" His voice trailed off and he shifted his eyes in Dean's direction. Suddenly Dean's eyebrows went up as realization hit him.
"Are you a virgin? Have you never even kissed anyone?" he tried to keep his tone even, but by the way Sam's face dropped and he flushed even more let him know he failed. Sam dropped the grass and rose to his feet, walking a few feet away from Dean and standing with his back to him. Dean took this time to appreciate the Omega's form. Trying desperately to calm his instincts.
"I didn't mean it like that Sam, I'm not judging. I've just… I mean I figured that since you're 18 you'd probably have done it by now." Dean stood as well, and followed the Omega stopping a few feet behind him.
"My father. He wanted to be able to offer a virgin for marriage. He's been planning this a long time." Sam sounded a little broken in his confession and it felt like fire erupted in Dean's chest and coursed through his veins.
"He's kinda controlling, huh?" Dean asked trying to keep the tightness out of his voice. He didn't want Sam to misinterpret it. He took a cautious step forward and reached for his Omega's shoulder. Just before he made contact Sam turned to face him full on, a spark of something in his eyes.
"Yes, he is. As if he owns me, or I'm some type of bargaining tool. So many rules… And then there's you!" Sam motioned to Dean then began to pace. Dean wondered briefly if he should be concerned or just let the Omega vent. He had a feeling he didn't get the chance often.
"You're a Prince. The Prince! One would think you have all the rules. But you get to do whatever you want."
"Now, I don't-" Dean was interrupted as if he weren't speaking.
"And now that I'm here, in this pack, I'm still acting as if my father's spies are everywhere."
"He has people follow you?" Again, Dean was ignored, Sam still pacing around him.
"I can do whatever I want here. I can wolf out and run in the middle of the night. I can hang out with other guys my age. I don't have to check in with my father every few hours. I can have sex!" Sam all but yelled the last part, spinning on his heel to look at Dean who by now was wide eyed and trying to absorb it all. He held up his hands in front of him.
"Now, wait a minute, Sam. Don't get all drunk on freedom and start-" Sam cut him off again.
"What? You don't want to have sex with me?" He spread his arms in front of him daring Dean to take a look, offering every secret he's ever had. Dean swallowed hard and couldn't stop himself from looking the Omega up and down. Sam wasn't the first male Omega he'd seen naked. Not even the second. But he was the only one to literally make the Alpha's mouth water.
"Didn't say that, kiddo." Dean licked his lips. Suddenly Sam felt a little self conscious. The Alpha took a couple of steps toward his Omega and slid his hands from Sam's elbows to his shoulders. "I just want to make sure it's actually what you want, and not just some way for you to rebel against your father."
"I uh… I just… I want…" Sam stuttered through his words, then sighed in frustration, pulling away. "It's alright, you don't have to. I mean, I've never done it before. And you've had a lot." Dean raised his eyebrows in question, Sam finally looking at him when he was silent.
"I'm sorry, 'a lot'? How do you know anything about my sex life?"
"Oh, no! I didn't mean it like that, it's just… your reputation. You know?" Dean closed the gap between them, making sure Sam couldn't look away, there was a bit of anger in his eyes.
"How would you know anything about my reputation, Sam?" His Alpha was demanding answers. Suddenly for the second time that day he had found himself in the position to throw the Prince's pack members under the bus.
"Just… talk. No big deal." Sam shook his head, hoping his Alpha would let it go. A hard look from the older man told him he wasn't going to. With a sigh Sam resigned himself to the truth, "Benny, and Castiel… I was hanging out with the guys earlier, and they asked if I could handle someone like you, or something like that."
Rage flared in the Alpha's eyes. "How dare they speak to you liked that, I'll rip them apart!" Sam grabbed Dean's bicep, hoping to hold him in place.
"It's okay, It's no big deal, I don't care what they say. I'm sorry, alright? I just…" Sam reached up to cup Dean's face, making the older man look him in the eye. "I'm sorry, okay?" Dean fought his inner wolf down. He took a few deep breaths and reached up for Sam's elbows.
"You have nothing to be sorry for, I have been with a lot of people. But not everyone in my pack. And surely no one that made me feel the way you do." Dean sighed as the rest of the anger washed away, just being close to Sam was soothing in a way he had never felt before.
"I just want my first time to be good. And I figured you'd make it good." Dean grinned at his Omega.
"Oh, Baby. If that's what you really want tonight I'll give it to you." Sam's stomach did summersaults and his breath hitched in his chest. His Alpha was giving him the choice. He wasn't used to being the one in charge of how he lived his life. It was exhilarating, just being with this pack felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. "Just say the word, Baby Boy. And I'll make it a night you will never want to forget." This time Sam shuddered, looking into Dean's eyes.
He leaned in until their lips were barely touching, gaining a bit of confidence and quirking the corner of his mouth up into a small crooked smile. "I want you to claim me… Alpha."
Dean growled and crashed his lips on his mates, moving his hands from Sam's elbows he placed one on the Omega's hip and the other fisted in Sam's hair, angling his head. He talked himself down and eased the pressure he was putting on his mate, slowly sliding his tongue along Sam's lips. The Prince's mate opened his mouth slightly allowing Dean to slide his tongue in and caress Sam's own.
The Omega groaned and leaned into his Alpha's chest, making Dean smile and coax his mate's lips wider with his own. They could both feel each other's cocks responding to the intimate caresses and Dean released Sam's mouth to trail kisses across his jaw to nibble his ear. He loved the gasping noises Sam was making. He couldn't wait to feel his Omega come apart underneath him. He had never been so aroused in his life.
Dean began nipping and kissing down Sam's throat, biting his collarbone lightly, threatening to mark him. Sam threw his head back, giving his Alpha all the room he wanted, encouraging him to take what was his. "Not yet, pup. I'm going to take my time here," the Alpha whispered against Sam's warm skin, he grinned when he heard his Omega groan, feeling the vibrations of this throat.
The Alpha continued his trek down his Omega's chest, stopping to lap and nip at each nipple. He loved the feeling of Sam tremble under his touch. He slowly lowered himself to his knees, working his way down the younger man's stomach. He outlined Sam's muscles with his tongue, running his hands up and down his sides. Finally Dean was on his knees before his Omega. He gripped the backs of his thighs and dipped his tongue in Sam's navel, earning himself a yelp.
"Look at me, Sammy." Sam obeyed immediately looking down and locking eyes with his Alpha. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of his mate on his knees, so close he could feel his hot breath on his erection. One of Dean's hands moved to the front of Sam's leg sliding up to graze his slit. Dean moaned into Sam's stomach when he felt how wet his Omega was for him. He swiped his fingers over Sam's tight heat again, this time sliding between the lips slightly. The younger man's mouth dropped open soundlessly, his eyes falling to half mast.
Dean grinned up at him wickedly and while holding his gaze moved his mouth down to lick the top of Sam's hard cock. Involuntarily Sam bucked forward, and blushed a little in the moonlight. Dean chuckled and did it again, watching the Omega bit his lip to keep control of his body. Then he moved lower, still looking Sam in the eye, and slowly ran the flat of his tongue over Sam's wet opening, his eyelids fluttering at the taste of his mate.
That last move was all Sam could handle. His knees buckled and if it weren't for the strong arms of his Alpha he would have hit the ground. Dean caught him around the waist just before his knees met the dirt and kissed his mouth again, lowering Sam onto his back on the soft grass. He went back to trailing kisses across Sam's jaw, feeling the rise and fall of his chest as he panted underneath him.
"You like that, Baby?" Dean's voice was deep and husky with arousal and it made Sam's stomach churn again. All he could do was nod as he moved his head to the side, giving his Alpha access to his neck, begging to be claimed, to be marked. Dean chuckled again and ran his teeth up and down Sam's neck teasingly. "Not yet, Omega." Sam groaned loudly. He felt like his body was on fire and Dean had hardly done anything but kiss and touch him.
"Please," his voice came out a weak whimper, but he couldn't bring himself to care. This felt beyond good. And for once he was glad his father had kept him away from sex. He couldn't imagine his first time feeling this good with anyone else. He supposed it was because Dean was his true mate.
The Alpha moved his legs between Sam's, placing his knees right behind the younger man's and pushing them out with his own. He braced himself above his Omega with an elbow by the man's head, carding his hand through Sam's hair and kissing him softly. The other hand trailed down Sam's stomach, causing goosebumps to dust his skin. He ran his fingers through the Omega's soft pubs, and wrapped his hand around his hard shaft. Dean swallowed the moan that escaped Sam's throat and held his hips down with his own.
After a few good strokes he had Sam writhing underneath him on the ground. He fisted Sam's hair and pushed his head to the side to whisper in his ear. "This may hurt, but I'm going to go slow. Tell me if I need to stop." Sam could only nod as he tipped his hips up, trying to get any amount of friction he could. Dean licked the shell of his ear and felt him shudder against his chest.
Dean moved his hand lower and trailed his middle finger up the slit that replaced the Omega's testicals. He knew from experience Sam didn't have a hymen, but since it was his first time it would be tight and he didn't want to tear his mate. He didn't need any lube, his Omega made all the slick he would need, but he still wanted to go slow and give Sam a chance to adjust. He slowly ran his finger back and forth over his mate's opening, each time he passed he pushed in a little deeper.
Sam had frozen under his Alpha, not able to move with the sensations coursing through his genitals. He knew very little about the nerves that ran through his privates, but every time Dean's finger hit the top of his slit he felt it in the tip of his penis, making it twitch.
"You gotta keep breathing, Sammy. You okay?" Dean's voice startled him out of his thoughts and he exhaled a breath he didn't know he was holding. He nodded his head tightly. "Relax, Baby. I need you to tell me what to do. Stop?"
"No!" His reply came out a little louder than he intended, and he gripped Dean's back a little harder to hold him in place. He slowly convinced his muscles to relax under the Alpha's touch. It didn't hurt yet, he was just so hot, so ready. He felt certain muscles twitch as he released the tension. When Dean was satisfied he had relaxed enough he captured Sam's lips under his own and gently pushed the tip of his finger through the slit and into Sam's wet hole.
The Omega's hips tried to come off the ground again, seeking more, and he moaned into his Alphas mouth. But Dean was having none of it. He wouldn't let his Omega get hurt his first time. His body wanted nothing more than to take his mate hard and fast, but there would be plenty of time for that later. He wanted Sam to enjoy himself, he wanted to stretch him a little before he took his mate.
Sam whimpered when Dean pulled his finger out but moaned again when he pushed it in a little deeper. The Omega's opening seemed to have a mind of it's own and knew exactly what was going on. It was almost as if it were opening up for Dean, knowing it was his Alpha coming home. Dean pumped his finger in a few more times, then buried it to his knuckle and curved his finger toward Sam's belly button. The Omega arched his back off the ground and threw his head backward shouting out Dean's name.
The Alpha growled and latched his teeth to his mate's throat, it took everything inside him not to bite down. He wanted to mark the Omega so badly, but he wanted to wait until he was buried deep inside him. He slid his finger out and Sam collapsed back to the ground. Dean slid two fingers in this time, taking the same care as the first to make sure and stretch him slow as he watched the expressions pass the Omega's face. Sam writhed and groaned under him as he added a third and Dean leaned down to chew his earlobe and whisper.
"Are you ready, Baby? I need you to say it." He shifted his hips so he was between Sam's legs, rocking gently against his erection.
"Yes, Dean. Please," Sam whimpered into the older man's chest, pulling him closer and digging his nails into Dean's back. The Alpha hissed through his teeth and reached down between them positioning the tip of his cock at Sam's entrance. He slowly nudged into the tight heat, Sam clenched his teeth and wrapped his legs around the back of Dean's thighs.
There was little resistance, but it was so tight. The Alpha went slowly and buried himself until he was flush against his Omega, Sam's erection trapped between them. Sam rested his head back on the grass and his chest rose and fell in shallow breaths. It felt so good to be filled by his Alpha, there was a slight discomfort that began fading quickly. Eventually he realized Dean was waiting for him. He opened his eyes and looked into Dean's, then nodded his head.
Dean lowered his head to brush his lips against Sam's and slowly pulled his hips back, leaving just the tip in before pushing back down into the heat that was his mate. This time Sam moaned loudly into Dean's mouth and rolled his hips a little, testing what his Alpha would allow. He felt a fire in his belly when Dean was the one to moan this time. It excited him to make his Alpha make that noise, so he did it again. The older man's lips parted over his and he let out a groan, still not moving.
It then occurred to the Omega his Alpha was waiting for him. Sam started gyrating his hips slowly in a fluid motion, grinding against Dean's. He felt his Alpha shudder over him, giving him a rush of confidence. But before he could think too much about it Dean started moving again as well, his pace picked up but he was still gentle. He moved up and down over Sam searching his insides for the spot that would make his mate see stars. Though he had a feeling the first time he hit it he'd come.
"More." His Omega begged under him. He was so tight Dean wasn't sure he'd last much longer either, so he obeyed and picked up his pace. He thrust a little harder, diving a little deeper. Soon the Omega was writing under him again, wiggling and searching for release. Then he tapped it, he felt Sam's muscles clamp down around his cock and he kept the pace, wanting to give Sam the best orgasm he could his first time.
The Omega threw his head back and dug his fingers into his Alpha's shoulders while squeezing his thighs with his legs. An explosion erupted in his gut and slowly spread a delicious heat through his entire body. He felt his own cock jerking and a warm slime coating his stomach and chest. He found it hard to breath, and his body spasmed uncontrollably.
Sam reached one hand behind Dean's neck and pulled his face to his own. "Claim me!" His request came out on a gasp when he finally found his voice, his jerking muscles slowing but not stopping, Dean was still hitting that spot with his own thrusts and it only seemed to keep him suspended in the pleasure.
"Gods, please mean it," Dean growled out against Sam's neck before he latched on and bit down hard, right where his neck and shoulder connected. As soon as the Alpha tasted the blood he felt his own orgasm rock his core, he gripped his mate's hips and continued to rock against him. He was positive this was the hardest he'd ever come in his life, and he was going to ride it as long as he could.
As soon as his Alpha bit down the pain was searing, but it quickly faded to pleasure and he was shocked when he came again. Raising his hips up to meet his mate's thrusts Dean moaned against his neck feeling Sam's muscles clamping down again. Sam's hand on the back of Dean's neck tightened it's grip, holding his Alpha's teeth to his skin.
They laid there together on the ground, covered in a sheen of sweat, wrapped in each other's arms. Both were panting heavily. Dean slowly released Sam's flesh, lapping the flat of his tongue against the cuts that his teeth made. He caught the blood before it could run down Sam's shoulder thinking that even that part of his mate was sweet. He rested himself on Sam's stomach, holding himself on his elbows and resting his forehead against the Omega's. Dean jumped slightly at the sound of Sam's voice.
"Well, you were right." Dean grunted his question of what he was right about. "This is a night I will never forget." Dean chuckled then, and kissed Sam lightly. They stayed for a while to allow their bodies to recover from the exertion of their activities. It was amazing to Dean that he had just met this man today. This morning. He felt like he'd known him all his life. But then he figured that was the true mate part.
Three days later, Friday, the pack was preparing for a bonfire. The rest of their group who lived off site was going to attend. Dean said there were going to be about 30 wolves on the property. Some were going to stay in cabins that weren't in use, others would pitch tents and enjoy the stars. Sam had mentioned he had never been camping before, Dean smiled.
So here the Prince was, in a clearing just North of his copper beech tree, trying desperately to pitch this stupid tent. He was about 25 yards from the lakeshore and 50 from his tree. It was a small clearing that would offer a great view of the stars. The moon would be full in a week so it would offer plenty of light.
His head jerked toward the west to search the trees on the edge of the clearing. He smelled his friend before he saw him. Dean turned his attention back to his tent before Benny came trotting through the bushes. The other Alpha hesitated before approaching his Prince. The morning after Sam arrived Dean had really laced into him about the way Benny had talked to the Omega. And his friend had been avoiding him the past few days. Good.
Dean didn't turn to greet the wolf as he approached. Benny sat in the dirt for a moment, searching for a sign he wasn't welcome. But after watching the Alpha struggle with the tent poles for a moment he stood and shifted.
"Need help, Brotha?" He asked as he hung back, waiting to be invited. Only then did Dean turn to look at him, and he stood for a moment before cracking a smile. He stepped up and placed his hand on Benny's bare chest, over his heart, to show no hard feelings. Benny returned the gesture and smiled.
"This damn thing is a lot tougher than it looks." The Prince admitted, gesturing toward the pile of water resistant material on the ground.
"You know these things are damn near impossible to put up by yourself, right? Where's Sam?" Dean reached up and scratched the back of his head.
"Cas' keeping him busy. This is supposed to be a surprise. He's never been camping before." Benny nodded then looked from the tent to all around him.
"You don't just want to sleep on the grass?" The tone in Benny's voice said the idea was obvious. He wasn't sure why Dean would go through all this trouble. After all, even in their human form Were's blood ran warmer than people.
"That's not the point. You need a tent to camp, right? A tent, a fire, s'mores." Dean's voice trailed off as he looked around at his handy work. A pile of tent material, a pile of sticks, no food. "Aw, hell!" He yelled, kicking the vinyl and turning to pace rubbing his hands over his hair.
Benny looked on at his Prince with amusement. Dean had never gone to such lengths to impress anyone. He suddenly caught himself wondering what it'd be like to have a true mate. He was happily mated and he and Jody had a beautiful pup, but she was not his true mate.
"That Omegas really gotten under your skin, huh?" He managed to ask the question without sounding condescending. Dean stopped pacing to look at his friend.
"You have no fucking idea. I'm a freaking girl, man! All he said was he'd never been camping. He didn't ask me to take him, didn't hint at even wanting to. I don't even know if he wants this! I don't know how to make s'mores, I hate marshmallows!" Dean seemed a little frantic and Benny had a feeling it wasn't just the tent.
"Hey, buddy, how bout you calm down and I help you get this thing up, uh? Then I can have Jody put together something for you on her way up here tonight? She got the weekend off to spend with the pack, she'll be here before dark." Dean nodded enthusiastically.
"Yeah, yeah. Good idea. We can do that." He tried to sound calmer, but his body language gave him away, his friend had known him far too long to fall for fake words.
Benny bent down and grabbed a corner of the tent, Dean followed his lead. The Cajun wolf kept his eye on the Prince while they worked. Dean was definitely worked up.
"Something wrong?" He finally asked, Dean jumped at the sudden sound and looked up as if he had forgotten his friend was there. "Is this about Sam?" Dean flinched, telling his friend it was. Then Dean growled.
"This is so dumb, Benny."
"You having second thoughts?" Benny kept working as they talked, encouraging Dean to do the same.
"No! I haven't even thought of anyone but Sam since we… Since we met." He hesitated on that last word, making Benny chuckle.
"You realize everyone knows he's been claimed, right? All it took was Castiel seeing the mark by accident. You know that boy can't keep a secret. Sam don't need to smell different for the pack to know." Dean growled and rolled his eyes, grumbling about finding Cas later.
"Don't be taking it out on him. You two are trying to keep secrets from people who know you better than you do."
"Sam's just worried about his father. He's a stickler for the rules and he wanted a ceremony on the full moon. Sam doesn't regret it, he's just scared." And even though Sam had insisted he still wanted the mark on his shoulder Dean secretly wished he had had better control of himself. Even though the Alpha would have no problem protecting his Omega, even from his own father.
"He's part of this pack, now. And we have his back. His Pop's allowed to get upset but we won't lay a finger or harsh word on that pup. Believe it." Dean just nodded his appreciation. He took a step back and admired their handy work. The tent was perfect, the door facing the lake. And he felt a lot better than when he had started. He clasped Benny on the shoulder in a silent thank you.
"Now, let's head back. I need to call Jody before she gets here, and my fur doesn't have pockets for my phone." Dean laughed at him and shifted, taking off toward home, Benny hot on his heels.
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UPDATED: 8/30/2016