Okay, I am so sorry guys. Life has been a little crazy for me lately. My sista from another mista had her bachlorette party this weekend, so we spent the day on the beach. I got shit faced and sunburnt and I'm still feeling like crap (it's Monday). So I'm gonna try and punch out a chapter for you. Thanks for being patient, thanks for reading!
Also, I am looking for a Beta, if anyone is interested. This chapter is giving me a lot of trouble and I'd love to have someone to bounce ideas off of.
Here we are, Wednesday, and I'm not doing very well. This chapter seems to feel forced to me and I hate it. I'm going to try and knock it out again today, but I hate to give you crap chapters. Feel free to review and let me know how it reads.
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Sam had covered most of the distance to the Winchester village before his heat symptoms overpowered him. He had to shift back to his human form, leaving him naked and exposed. His skin felt like it was on fire and his stomach ached. He longed for his Alpha, quivered helplessly, rubbed himself on every surface he could find experimentally, searching for relief.
With the sun rising on the horizon he stumbled into an alley to take cover. He knew if there were other Were's around they would find him, he couldn't hide his smell. He prayed to the Gods his mother had gotten ahold of someone at the Winchesters. He knew Dean would come for him. Dean. He groaned again, clutching his stomach and fitting himself into the smallest ball he could.
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Garth was storming down the sidewalk, he glanced to his right to see Abaddon keeping pace across the street. Benny wasn't far behind, driving slowly up the street. The sun was on the rise and there were more vehicles and people around. They had to find him soon, they knew they were close. Ash had gotten on his computers and figured the most likely route for Sam to have travelled, it was still a long shot, considering they didn't know what means Sam had of knowing how to get home.
Suddenly Garth was smacked in the face with a sweet scent wafting heavier out of an alley. He whistled around his fingers and dodged in, scanning with eyes and nose. Benny drove past and backed his SUV into the alley, stopping once he cleared the sidewalk. He followed Garth, Ash remaining in the car to lay blankets in the back. Abaddon crossed the street and stood guard at the front of the vehicle.
It was almost a relief to have Sam start his heat now, at least for the pack. They may not have been able to scent him otherwise. Benny surely would have missed him under the pile of newspapers and cardboard hadn't he smelled him.
Sam was shivering, his skin flushed with heat. "I gotcha, pup," Benny said scooping Sam behind his shoulders and under his knees. Sam buried his face in Benny's chest, inhaling the Cajuns Alpha scent. Benny grunted, the smell of Sam's heat making his own body react. Sam whimpered against him, fisting his shirt in his hands and rubbing himself on the Alpha.
Ash had the back door open, waiting for Benny. He watched the other Omega with sympathy, knowing exactly what his first heat was like. They had to get Sam to Dean, fast. Benny laid his friends mate on the blankets, ash climbed in to rub his bare back, trying to offer some comfort. Benny closed the door and adjusted himself, this was going to be a long trip.
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Dean felt a flutter in his stomach and snapped his head up. He stood and strode to the door of the meeting hall, smelling his mate as soon as he opened the door. He bolted to the main house, arriving to the driveway as Benny pulled to a stop. The other Alpha all but fell out of the car. He inhaled deeply and tossed his head to the back.
The door opened and the Prince finally saw Sam, who was half laying on Ash, his jeans gripped in Sam's hands. And his Omega was rubbing all over the other wolf. Dean's eyes glowed and he growled deep in his chest. Ash looked up and raised his hands, shaking his head vigorously. "No, Nope! He needed help, we're good." Ash scooted himself away from Sam, with effort, and got out of the car, ducking his head at Dean.
"Go on, brotha. Take him to the cabin on the lake, we'll bring you some supplies in a few hours. Just take the car, he's in pain at this point," Benny said placing a hand on Dean's shoulder and stepping between him and Ash. Dean shook his head to clear it and nodded, the scent of his Omega making his wolf wild. Sam whimpered from the back, he could also smell Dean and his own wolf cried out for it's mate.
The Alpha jumped into the driver seat and took off across the field, throwing dirt and grass behind him. Headed down the dirt road to the lake cabin. He sped toward the water, kicking up a trail of dust behind the car. By the time he screeched to a halt in front of the door Sam had crawled up to sit next to him, gripping his leg and rubbing every surface of Dean he could touch. Dean pressed a palm to his erection through his jeans and groaned at the pressure.
"Dean. Alpha, please," Sam's voice was a whine, pleading for his mate. Dean's heart rate picked up and he jumped from the car, pulling Sam out with him. Once cradled in his Alpha's arms Sam began rubbing his face into Dean's chest, breathing in deep and scenting him.
"It's alright, Sammy. I gotcha now. This first time is going to be fast, but you'll feel better. After that I'm going to take my time with you. This won't be so bad." The Prince carried his Omega into the small one room cabin and kicked the door closed behind him. Sam's skin was hot and he writhed in Dean's grip, they almost didn't make it to the bed against the far wall.
As soon as he laid Sam down he was yanking his shirt above his head and tugging at his jeans. The Omega's instincts kicked in with the smell of his Alpha engulfing him. He rolled onto his knees, pressing his chest and the side of his face into the mattress. His knees spread wide on the bed and his back arched, offering and begging his Alpha at once. Dean groaned at the sight while fumbling his jeans around his ankles.
Sam bucked his hips against the air, trying for any relief. His own hard cock swinging between his legs, the slit underneath leaking slick down the backs of his thighs. Dean knew he needed to be mated but he couldn't help leaning down and licking up the back of his Omega's leg, tasting his sweet, heat enhanced, self made lube. Dean continued up to the crease between Sam's leg and hip, then slid his tongue between his lower lips.
The noise he elicited from his mate made his cock twitch, Sam's hips pushing back against Dean's face. The Prince held still for a moment, letting his Omega rock back and forth, fucking himself on his tongue. Dean hummed in the back of his throat and pulled away, earning himself a weak whimper of protest.
"Hang in there, baby. You're Alpha's gonna take care of you." Dean crawled on his knees up between Sam's legs, positioning his cock at the slick opening he grabbed his hips and teased the tip of his erection up and down Sam's slit. He grunted when Sam shoved back against him, taking half of him in at once. The groan Sam made had Dean yanking his hips back the rest of the way so they were flush together.
Dean's head dropped back and he held Sam against him tight, relishing in the extra heat offered by Sam's condition. It was only seconds before Sam's hips were gyrating against Dean, trying to find his own sweet spot with his Alpha's cock. Dean laughed gruffly, gripping Sam's hips tighter and pulling out until just his head was inside, then thrust back in pulling flush again. He watched Sam's toes curl as his head flew off the bed, a howl escaping his throat. At the sight and sound a growled escaped Dean's.
His wolf took over and the Alpha claimed. He started thrusting back and forth, hard. Fully in and out, giving his Omega what he was begging for with his words and his body. "Oh, fuck! Yes, Alpha, please! Please, please… Don't stop!" One of Dean's hands moved from his Omega's hip to run up his spine, scratching back down to the small of his back, causing him to arch deeper.
"Don't you worry about that, my sweet Omega. We aren't going to stop for days." He felt his knot start to swell, he grunted and thrust deeper, pulling out less. Sam seemed to lose most of his vocabulary; "Dean", "oh" and "fuck" being the only words coming out of his mouth. Other than extremely obscene noises that is.
He knew Sam felt his knot as well when he started pushing his hips back harder instead of thrusting along with his Alpha. "Oh, fuck! Take my knot, baby. Take the whole thing." Dean's head fell back and he reached around to stroke his Omega's cock. After only a couple long strokes he felt Sam's walls clench around his cock and knot. He buried his face into his pillow, which did nothing to muffle his cries of ecstasy.
"Shit, Sam!" Dean cried out his own orgasm as his knot fully expanded, locking him with his mate, filling him with his seed. "Oh, shit, Sammy." They were both out of breath, Sam continued to roll his hips against Dean, rubbing his Alpha's cock over that sweet spot that continued to make the Omega tremble.
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"We got a plan of action, Chief?"
"Dean'n I have been working on it. He's going to be busy for the next couple of days. Unconfirmed word is that Patrick is wanting my crown."
"He'll have it over my dead body," Bobby drawled from his chair to the right of the King. The pack council was sitting around their meeting table. John and Bobby catching the rescue crew up to the progress he and the Prince had made. It wasn't much.
"He'll have it over all of our dead bodies," Lucifer added, mock-pounding a fist on the table. The entire council nodded toward their King.
"What if he's not trying to be as sneaky as Matthews wife said? He could have every intention of challenging me fair." The King would honor tradition. The council was silent, sharing worried looks. "Look, all we know so far is he betrayed his own father. There is no reason to trust him. We will make no attempt to contact him, but we have put out feelers. We have other packs watching, keeping their ears open. So far the best course of action I can think is to wait with our ears to the ground. I don't want to jump the gun on this, but we don't want to be caught unprepared. Dean will be gone for a few days, possibly more. We do have more wolves coming to bulk up the place, so we'll need to clean up some cabins and prep some campsites. How's about we worry about all that for now?" His pack nodded hesitantly.
"If we're done here I'd like to put some things together to take to the boys. That cabin's been empty for a few weeks," Benny said standing, but not moving from his chair. John couldn't keep the small smile from his face. He nodded gratefully. Benny nodded back, looked around the room, and made his leave.
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Dean woke sprawled on his back with something pressing against his hip, there was a tickle against his ear. Something brushed his face and, out of reflex, he blew it away and turned his head in the other direction. Then his neck was wet. As the fog in his mind dissipated he could feel a knee come up between his legs and rub his balls almost too rough. The wet thing on his neck was now nibbling at his ear. Sam. As soon as the name popped into his head the smell registered. Round two.
Sam felt the rumble in Dean's chest before he heard it. He rolled slightly to lay half on top, getting more excited now that his Alpha was awake. The hungry Omega removed his teeth from Dean's earlobe and proceeded to rub his nose behind said ear, breathing in deep. A fire erupted in his gut. The smell was stronger. There was more to it. Sam could smell Dean's arousal, a hint of love. He had never smelled anything so amazing in his life.
The Prince was equally surprised, the sweet scent of heat was still in the air. However, he too could scent there was more to it. He could smell the devotion, the connection. Sam's new scent was calming and arousing all at once. He almost hoped the intensity would wear off with Sam's heat. There was no way he would get anything done ever again if his mate were to smell like that forever.
Finally Dean's hands raised to run up his Omega's back and hip, Sam hummed into his neck approvingly. "Hi," the younger Were whispered, breath hot against Dean's skin. The Prince turned his head back to rest his cheek against Sam's, then pushed further to bury his nose in his mate's hair. His mate. They were mated, joined. Sam was marked. Not only that, but they were true mates.
Dean hummed his response moving his mouth down Sam's neck, licking and nibbling, to land on the silvery mate mark. He licked over it a few times, feeling himself twitch each time Sam uttered a sound. "You smell so good, Sammy." Dean pulled his left arm out from under Sam and put it over his shoulder, across his back. Then he rolled effortlessly, moving on top of Sam. He moved his right hand from Sam's hip up his side, barely touching, enticing soft laughter and squirms from Sam. Dean chuckled against his neck.
His hand ran all the way up the Omega's side to push Sam's left hand into Dean's under his shoulder and rolled slightly to the left onto Sam's right arm. Effectively pinning the Omega underneath him. Dean rested half on top of Sam, his left hip on the bed, his right leg over Sam's thighs, just under his hard cock. Dean moved his leg over Sam's groin experimentally, groaning at the moisture already building between his Omega's legs.
Now Dean's right hand was completely free, and Sam was completely immobilized. The thought made the Alpha's mouth water. He reached up with his free hand and grabbed Sam's throat squeezing lightly, then holding gently, moving his hand to Sam's jaw to push his head up and to the right. The Omega's brain finally registered what his Alpha had accomplished when he pulled at his left hand and Dean squeezed harder, chuckling against his neck again.
"Don't think so. You're stuck for now, Baby Boy. And now I get to tease you proper. Now you get to beg for my knot without the heat haze to blame." Sam's right hand tried to reach around and over, but Dean's ribs on his bicep kept it firmly in place. Realizing his Alpha was right, there was no getting out of this without someone possibly getting hurt he relaxed and let out a submissive whimper.
Heat flared in the Prince's gut, recognizing the admission for what it was and he sighed against Sam's neck, releasing his grip on his jaw and trailing his fingers lightly down the Omega's chest. Sam kept his head where his Alpha had put it, turned up and to his left. Dean continued to nip and suck small marks into his mates exposed neck, relishing in the obedience of his own Omega.
"Such a good boy for me, huh Sammy?" Dean's fingers found a pert nipple and traced a circle around it before pinching, experimentally. Sam let out a light gasp, arching his back and squeezing Dean's hand that held his firmly in place. "Don't you dare. I want to hear you. How good I make you feel. I want you to answer me." He tweaked the Omega's nipple slightly harder and growled at the louder moan that Sam didn't try to hide.
"Yes!"
"Yes what, Omega."
"Gods, yes, Alpha!" Sam's back was still arched into his mates touch, the combination of his heat and his Omega status urging him to please. He didn't even want to fight it. "I'll be good, whatever you want." Having both physical and vocal submission threw him over the edge. He released Sam's nipple and grabbed his jaw again, moving his face and crushing their lips together. His Alpha wolf howled inside as his Omega mate opened himself completely.
Their tongues danced together, tasting and urging. Dean's hand slid further down Sam's chest to trace gently over his ridged stomach muscles, smiling when his Omega couldn't stifle a laugh. He loved that Sam was ticklish. He snuck his fingers further still. The Alpha moved his leg from across Sam's thighs and shoved a knee between them. Sam didn't need any more instruction than that before he spread his legs wide, offering himself for his Alphas pleasure. Begging with his body to be knotted by his mate.
"Gods, you are so beautiful like this, Sammy." Sam just groaned at the sensation of Dean's warm breath back on his neck and his fingers sliding teasingly slow down through his pubes to his hard cock. Without the Alpha's leg across his Sam could trust up a little, reaching for friction. Dean growled and bit Sam's neck, telling him to hold still, Sam whimpered again. "Now, now. Don't make me tie you up. We're going to be here a while." He flicked his tongue over the shallow bite marks.
The Prince didn't miss his mates shudder at the ground out words and his eyebrows perked a little. He reached up and grabbed Sam's hair, pulling his head down to look into his eyes. Dean's greens glowing with gold. "You'd like that, huh? Want to play the helpless Omega at his Alphas mercy?" Sam felt Dean's cock twitch against his hip as the words left his lips. He did, the idea excited him like he'd never known. And knowing it excited his mate as well almost made his eyes roll back.
He was shaken from his thoughts as Dean's hand in his hair tightened and his eyebrows went up more. "Yes," Sam choked out, "Own me… Alpha." Dean bit his bottom lip to keep from biting Sam, a low hungry growl reverberating in his chest.
"I fucking love it when you call me that." He released Sam's hand and pulled his arm out from under his shoulders, resting over his mate on his elbows. Sam smirked slightly, staying completely still until he was told otherwise. He wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to stay calm. His heat was flaring up from his gut with need for his mates knot.
"I've noticed. I fucking love the way you look at me when I say it." It was Dean's turn to grin and he leaned down to press a gentle, slow kiss on his Omega's lips. How did he get so lucky? He hadn't ever thought he'd find a true mate, wasn't even sure he wanted a mate. Now he couldn't think of, didn't want to think of, anyone but the man beneath him. He was brought out of his daze by a whimper from Sam, he realized his mate was getting tense and a little twitchy. Fighting his heat urges to stay still, as ordered.
Another flash of heat warmed Dean's gut and flared into his chest. He reached between Sam's spread legs and slid a finger over his slit, already slick and wanting. Sam's head hit the pillow and his eyes almost rolled back into his head as he groaned nice and loud. A pleased rumble rippled through Dean's chest as he slid his finger into Sam, watching his face contort with the pleasure. "Touch me, Sam."
He didn't even hesitate. One hand flew to rake through Dean's short hair, the other gripping the small of his Alpha's back pulling him closer. He lifted his head, stopping just before his lips reached Deans, asking permission. Dean only licked his lips. Sam closed the distance, opening for his mate. The Prince slid his tongue to Sam, licking and probing. Sam whimpered when Dean removed his finger, then moaned into his mouth when it was replaced by his cock.
Dean slid into him easily, in one fluid motion. He didn't stop there. The Alpha was just as eager as his Omega at this point and as soon as he was flush with Sam's hips he ground down in a circle and pulled back out, diving in again to do the same. The pace was strong and deliberate but slow and loving.
Sam planted his feet on the bed and shifted his hips. The next time Dean pushed in and ground down he hit that sweet spot that drove his mate crazy. Sam threw his head back again, a wild sound erupting in the air. Dean used the new angle and started moving faster, making sure to stay thorough. Sam started trembling under him, choked gasps flooding Dean's ears.
"You gonna come on my cock, Sammy? Ready to come for your Alpha?" Sam gasped.
"Please, wanna come on your knot. Alpha, Dean, please." That was all it really took. Dean grunted and picked up the pace. The bed was rocking, Sam was lifting to push against Dean with each thrust the Prince gave. They pressed their foreheads together and breathed each other's air. Dean felt pressure at the base of his erection and his knot started to fill. He plunged into Sam once more and rolled his hips in fast strong circles. Sam felt his mates knot swell and stretch inside him.
"Come, Omega." Seemed Sam liked it just as much as his mate. He gripped Dean tighter and his muscles contracted almost at the same time as Deans knot filled and he started shooting his seed deep in his mate. They both felt Sam's come spurting over their chests and Dean leaned down to bite over his mark, coaxing another cry of pleasure from Sam.
Sam passed out right away, again. Dean rested over him on his elbows studying his lax features and tracing gently over his skin.
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Dean was sitting on the front porch of the cabin when Benny came walking up leading a goat pulled wagon behind. He grinned at his friend with a knowing look. Dean smirked back, leaning backwards on his hands, shuffling his toes in the dirt. He was still naked.
"Glad I'm not interrupting. I'd like for my head to remain on my shoulders." His drawl was thick and friendly. Dean shrugged a shoulder his smirk growing to a feral grin.
"Any word on the traitor Prince?" Benny started unloading boxes of supplies onto the porch next to Dean. He sized him up with a guarded look and let the goat free to graze in the grass.
"I have been told not to bother you with such talk. I was informed you needed to take care of that boy and you didn't need any distractions." Dean sat up and was about to argue but stopped at Benny's raised palm. "So I won't tell you there is no movement. I won't let you know we've decided to wait for a few days. Or that we have allies in various camps keeping their ears to the ground."
Dean could only smirk. Benny was going to make a find right hand when Dean took over the pack. Dean nodded his thanks and slapped the deck next to him. Benny grabbed a couple beers out of one of the coolers he'd brought, his friend taking it graciously. Dean swallowed half in three gulps. They sat in silence for a few moments.
"We're making a mistake." Dean broke the silence after finishing his beer. Benny reached over and grabbed him another, and a bottle of water.
"I think we all know that."
"Then why are we doing it? It would be better to make a move now. Take him out before he hurts more people," Dean asked looking at his friend sideways. Benny sighed and sipped his beer.
"Without all the information we are going in blind. Suicide mission. And, you. By the time your mates done here we'll have more to go on. We need you with us, Brotha. No way around it." Dean had nothing to say to any of that.
The door behind them creaked as it opened slowly. Neither wolf turned. Sam stretched tall on his toes, arms up and tipping his head back with a deep groan. Benny looked at Dean and lifted his eyebrows. "I believe that's my cue," he drawled, standing.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," Sam said standing back. He was ready to make his leave back into the cabin if asked.
"You don't have to apologize. You can interrupt me anytime, Sammy. My business is your business." Dean said nodding to his friend. Benny grabbed the goat and headed back up the road, waving without looking back.
Sam crouched down behind Dean, a knee on either side of his ribs with his chest pressed to his back. Dean leaned into him slightly, feeling his half hard cock against his back. The Prince chuckled.
"You're feeling warm, Sammy." The Alpha felt puffs of Sam's breath on his neck as he chuckled. Then the Omega nuzzled his nose into the spot right behind his ear.
"I'm still in heat, Dean. Besides, I can't imagine a time when my naked Alpha won't cause me to stir." His words were accompanied by small humping motions on his back. Dean hummed low in his throat and leaned his head back to rest on Sam's shoulder.
"That sounds just fine by me, but I think you're in the wrong spot." Before Sam could come up with something smart ass to say Dean rolled to his left, then his back. He wrapped his legs around Sam's biceps and with the momentum of the fluid motion rolled Sam backward so Dean rested his ass on Sam's chest, his thighs tight around the taller man's arms.
"Oomph!" The air rushed from Sam's lungs while Dean grinned down at him. His Omega was strong and the Alpha knew his own strength. He was confident he wasn't hurting him. Dean licked his lips and hummed deep in his throat.
"That's better," his tone was gravely and he reached up to card his fingers back through his hair. The Alpha felt Sam's stomach muscles coil too late. The Omega threw his legs up around Dean's shoulders in an attempt to pull him backward, but Dean managed to roll to the side and over his shoulder out of Sam's grasp. He landed on his hands and feet in time to see Sam jump up and lunge for him again.
Dean managed to dodge to the side just as Sam reached him. He shoved the younger man in his back, sending him off balance, and hooked his elbows in Sam's armpits with both hands on the back of his neck, holding tightly. Sam struggled, trying to use his height to his advantage but his Alpha kept his balance and let Sam move enough to tire himself out. Once he stopped struggling Dean ground his hard on into his mates ass.
"That what you want from me?" Dean felt Sam's slick drip down the backs of his thighs as he groaned. His skin was hot and slightly flushed. He didn't have to look to know the Omega was just as hard as he was. They were going to have to spar more often, Sam wasn't half bad. He grinned when Sam growled low and started struggling again. The Omega leaned forward, pulling Dean's feet off the ground. When he leaned back again, trying to throw his Alpha off balance, Dean hooked his right ankle around Sam's and shoved his left knee into the back of Sam's other leg. Effectively knocking him to his knees on the ground.
"Down, Omega," Dean growled into Sam's ear, bending over his back. Sam couldn't stop the whimper that escaped his lips. He enjoyed wrestling with his Alpha, but loved submitting. A combination of his heat and his Omega status, of course. Dean licked up the back of Sam's neck and Sam dropped his head forward with another groan. The smell his heat was omitting was intoxicating. "Show your Alpha how much you want my knot." The command was husky and full of assertion.
The Prince slowly released his grip on his mate, straightening to his full height over Sam. There was a moment when Sam didn't move, taking a few deep breaths to settle himself before he bent forward putting his chest and cheek against the dirt. He spread his knees and arched his back, presenting himself. The Alpha growled and bit his bottom lip, stroking himself while he scanned his eyes over his obedient Omega.
"Good boy," he growled out kneeling behind the younger man. Dean leaned forward and pressed the flat of his tongue to the back of Sam's thigh, licking up to his crack and over his twitching hole. He groaned at the taste of his Omega's heat. He grinned at the sounds that act drew from Sam as he arched deeper and trembled slightly.
"Please… Alpha," Sam all but whined clenching his fists in the dirt. Dean grinned, rising to straighten up on his knees and shift closer to his mate. As much as he'd like to drag this out he was just as eager to sink into Sam's heat as Sam was to be filled with his knot.
Dean ran a hand over the curve of Sam's ass, shooshing him gently. "I will always take care of you, Sammy." He gripped Sam's hips and shifted his own to line himself up with the Omega's slicked hole. As soon as Sam felt the head of his mates cock against him he tried to shove his ass against it, but Dean held tight chuckling slightly. "Easy, boy."
Then he eased slowly inside his Omega. He tipped his head back and bit his bottom lip as he bottomed out inside Sam, loving the sounds he was driving out of his mate. He rolled his hips a few times, grinding against Sam's prostate. He watched Sam's fingers clutch at the dirt, digging his fingers and creating deep tracks in the earth.
"Alpha! Harder!"
Dean growled and pistoned his hips against Sam's ass, pulling him against him, slamming into his prostate every time. Sam was yelling his name. And as much as Dean loved hearing his Omega call him Alpha he was sure his own name was a hundred times better. He felt his knot swell already and with a final thrust threw himself as far into his mate as he could go. He ground and rolled and felt his knot swell fully and lock him inside Sam's tight heat. He called out Sam's name as he started spurting into him. Thick and heavy. Over and over.
Sam had his own orgasm on the ground underneath him. He would have collapsed right on top of his own spunk had Dean not had a firm hold on his hips. He was slowly lowered to his side into a patch of thick soft grass. Sam promptly fell asleep, as per usual. Dean laid behind him, stroking a hand over his arm, his hip, his cheek.
He couldn't help but feel wonder at how perfect his life was right now. There was a murderous Prince coming for his father's crown. Sam's own father had promised his only son to said prince, betraying the King. Sam had run from home and there was sure to be scouts after him.
But none of that seemed to matter. He was here. He had chosen Dean. They were true mates. Dean's mark on his shoulder… Dean slid his fingers over the mark just thinking about it. And their connection during Sam's heat made the bond official. No one would have Sam, ever.
He was also proud of his Omega's strength. Running from that wretched Prince. Standing up to his father. He seemed to be a completely different person than the nervous boy who first arrived at the village. He was strong, physically and mentally. As soon as his heat settled to a lower burn he would start training him to fight. Sam seemed to have good instincts with the no training he said he's had. The Prince smirked at the thought that his Omega might be able to take him down if trained right.
Dean sighed and rested his temple against his bicep on the grass. Sam's hair tickling his nose. He wrapped his arm around Sam's waist, gripping him tight and placing a kiss on the back of his neck. They would make it through this. They had to. Their story had only just begun.
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The rest of the week went on swimmingly. Sam's heat dulled, but not by much. The first was usually the most powerful. They started working on some moves, mostly grappling. Never getting very far, however, as their naked bodies rubbing against each other was a huge distraction. But Sam was a natural and Dean actually found himself looking forward to the end of his mates cycle. Then the real training could start. He'd have Benny help, and maybe even Charlie. She was a squirrely one.
As the sun rose they knew it was going to be the last day of Sam's heat. They concentrated on each other more than fighting, couldn't help it. By nightfall the Alpha had taken his Omega in every position they could think of. Both were sore and exhausted. They fell asleep tangled up in each other with promises of a lifetime to come.
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Okay, no joke guys, this chapter was a bitch to write. I rewrote like 3 times, and I'm still not completely happy with it, but I'll let you be the judge. Sorry it took so long. It seemed to fight me the whole way. And there was the bachlorette party. And the wedding in a few days. I am spent. The next one may not be much better. I'm going to work on some 1-shots inspired by pinterest, so follow me if you'd like to see those. Just something to break it up a little. Don't worry, I am not abandoning you!