Page 43 of Semi-Rejected Life

“I love you too, Carino,” he replied softly.

Chapter Twenty-One: River

We slept in late that morning, wrapped in one another’s arms with the curtains drawn around us to keep out the light. It had been a late night before we got back to our room and both of us were exhausted. But that didn’t stop Vince from rolling over the next morning and grinding his ass up against my cock.

And who was I to say no to such a beautiful boy? He craved me just as much as I craved him, the bond between us stronger than ever after breeding him under the light of the full moon. He was marked. He was mine. And now, even after he showered, he still smelled like me. My scent wasn’t just on the surface, it was inside him. Everyone would know who he belonged to now. And honestly, I loved it.

That’s why the scent of him was enough to get me precumming so much that we didn’t even have to think about lube that morning. Instead, all I had to do was milk the slick liquid out of my cock, smear it over his hole, and slip inside that warm tight tunnel of his.

“Fuck,” I growled against his neck, savoring every exquisite inch as I buried myself to the hilt. “You feel so fucking good.”

Vincent didn’t have any words to respond. Something about having a giant Alpha cock buried in his ass took away his ability to speak. I couldn’t blame him of course. When he fucked me, I couldn’t even think. Brain function ceased when you had a cock grinding against your prostate.

But I knew what he wanted and I was gonna give it to him. I didn’t waste any time wrapping a hand around his throbbing cock, stroking him as I fucked his tight hole. There was no need to go fast or hard because the both of us were too horned up to last long, anyway. I could feel Vince quivering underneath me as he moaned into his pillow. Only a thin wall separated us from the other tenants and we didn’t need anyone interrupting us. This time was just for us.

Vince’s cock was hot to the touch, and I knew he wasn’t gonna last when he started rocking back against me. My muscles were already tense, and I felt the intense tingle building in the base of my balls. Pulling him close, I bit down on his shoulder, drawing a sensual gasp from his lips. Two more strokes and he came, covering my hand and the sheets in his cum. The heat and scent of his orgasm drove me over the edge. With a low growl I buried myself to the hilt in high tight ass, pumping him full of my seed again and again.

The both of us laid there trying to catch our breaths. The heat of the moment waned, and I brought my fingers to my lips, licking them clean of his cum. I loved the taste of him and I made sure to pull him against me, kissing him deep so he could taste himself on my tongue.

“Fuck…” Vince sighed. “Can you wake me up like that every morning?”

“If that’s what you want,” I smiled. “But then you’ll have to fuck me to sleep each night. You got me hooked on that, so that’s your job now.”

He nodded. “I think I can handle that.”

“I can’t wait.”

“Do we need to leave soon?” Vince asked after a long pause. “Are Sam and Cory expecting us back?”

“I told them we’d close up the shop tonight.” I glanced over at the clock on the side table. It was nearly eleven. “Checkout is in a half hour.”

“We better get a shower then.”

“And lunch,” I added. “All this fucking is making me hungry.”

“Where do you want to go?”

“How about something greasy and gross?”

Vince smiled. “You read my mind.”

I leaned over, kissing him again. “I love you, Carino.”

“Love you too, pup.”

Throwing the cum covered blankets aside, I got to my feet and held out a hand. “Come on hot stuff. Let’s get cleaned up and blow this popsicle stand.”

Vince smiled, took my hand, and followed me into the bathroom. It took everything I had not to molest him in the shower again, especially when he started scrubbing me down again. He seemed to really enjoy doing that, and it made me want to fuck him so bad. Maybe I was kinky for acts of kindness, or maybe it was just because he was touching me. I couldn’t tell.

But we resisted our animalistic urges and eventually got our things packed up and left the bed-and-breakfast. The road home was a long one, but I didn’t mind. Sitting a foot away from Vince with my hand on his thigh was probably the second best way to spend time with him.

We stopped early for lunch, the pair of us scarfing down an inappropriate amount of fast food as we drove with the windows down and the music blasting. Despite the couple of years between us, we had a pretty similar taste in music. And I was surprised to learn that Vince was a pretty good singer. It made sense with his Italian heritage, but he wouldn’t hear of it. Meanwhile, I was fairly certain I sounded like a tone deaf cow braying into the wind the whole time.

The world slipped by and evening drew ever closer. Eventually the signs became recognizable once more and soon we found ourselves coasting into Shifter Grove again. Nothing had changed while we were gone. But we arrived as different people and more committed to each other than I ever thought possible. I took a moment to drink in the sights of the town. There were talks I still had to have, but as far as I was concerned, this was my new home.

We made a quick stop at Vince’s apartment to freshen up after the long drive before heading to the pizza shop. To Vince’s great relief, the place was still standing. However, the moment we walked inside, Sam looked up from the prep bench and I had to stifle a laugh.

“Are you joining Saruman’s army?” Vince asked, a big smile filling his face.

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