Page 23 of Thor's Unexpected Mate

I reached the top of the mountain and stepped out onto the rocky outcropping jutting out of a group of trees. It was one of the best views in the entire world as far as I was concerned and a place only I really knew about. My pack would be patrolling the base of the mountain where our territory ended. But I was up here, in the dark, all alone with all the time in the world.

And my cock was still chubby from thinking about Flynn.

That was probably something I should take care of.

Taking a step to the side, I leaned back against the rock face that was still warm from the day’s hot sun. Popping the button of my jeans, I unzipped my pants and pushed them down slightly. It was just enough to fish my cock and balls out of my pants, letting them flop over the edge of my waistband. I glanced down at the heavy metal ring protruding from the slit of my cock. It was already soaked in pre-cum just from seeing Flynn in the shower. But now it was time to take care of business.

Leaning back, I closed my eyes and wrapped a thick hand around my cock, squeezing it as I milked it from balls to tip. A low groan escaped my lips as I saw Flynn again in my mind’s eye. He was sitting there in the shower, his legs splayed wide as he slowly stroked himself. His left hand was between his legs, his middle finger making slow circles around that tight pink hole of his.

The very thought made my mouth water. I wanted to be there, face-first in his groin, taking deep breaths of his pheromones as I licked every inch of him. I’d suck his cock, balls, and even tongue-fuck his hole if that’s what he wanted. Anything to make my mate happy.

I bet his ass tasted as sweet as his scent. In fact, every inch of him probably tasted amazing. I stroked myself, one hand tugging on my balls as I thought of sucking that beautiful cock of his. What would his pre-cum taste like smeared across my lips? And what if he blew his load in my mouth? That sounded absolutely fucking delightful. I’d never thought about swallowing another man’s cum before but doing that for Flynn was one of the hottest things that had ever crossed my mind.

Of course, then there was the idea of fucking him. Would my cock even fit inside him? He was already almost a foot shorter than me. But the biggest issue was my size. Alphas had a reputation for being large and I was no exception. I’d even checked online to make sure I was normal, fearing I wasn’t big enough. However, I found that I put most human porn stars to shame and while that was a major boost to my ego, it came with its own set of problems. Some people just couldn’t handle what I was packing. Maybe it would be easier if Flynn fucked me instead.

But I wanted to breed him so badly. Feeling the call of the mate bond between us was what pushed me over the edge in the first place. I stroked myself faster, my heavy balls trying to pull away from my hand as my muscles tensed. I felt that familiar tingling start at the base of my spine and work its way upward over my groin. With a loud moan, I rocked my hips forward and shot my load all over the rocks, my cum shooting much further than expected.

My chest heaved from the effort, but as I glanced down, a curiosity swept over me. I lifted my hand up to my mouth, my cum glistening in the moonlight and studied it for a moment. Then, with a shrug, I slipped my fingers in my mouth, the salty sweet flavor bursting over my tongue. My eyes dilated instantly and my cock gave a heavy twitch. I’d never tasted cum before in my life and I was surprised to find it not only pleasant, but extremely erotic.

Now I really did need to suck Flynn off. Hopefully as soon as possible.

I shook my head. No. That would have to wait. If I just jumped the guy the moment I got back, I’d never hear from him again. I could already tell he was wary, and the pack would never accept him as my mate, anyway. Although, being around him so much was going to make resisting him difficult. I might need to come up the mountain every night to jerk off. Maybe a couple of times per day.

In my post-orgasm clarity, I realized something very important. Whatever happened, I couldn’t fall for this man. If we fucked, even once, I knew I’d never recover. I couldn’t have a human as a mate no matter how much I wanted it. He had to go home, and I had to keep being the Alpha the Hati pack needed. It was what my father wanted and what everyone needed me to be. I couldn’t risk being selfish at a time like this, not even for Flynn.

But despite my orgasm, I was still brimming with energy. The wolf inside me was restless. Between pack issues and thoughts of Flynn, he’d been running in circles all day long.

With a sigh, I began to strip my clothes off, making sure not to get cum all over them in the process. I folded everything up neatly and placed it on the stone in front of me. With a deep breath, I called up the wolf and let him take over, my bones snapping, twisting, and reforming into their new shape. In a matter of seconds, I landed on four paws and shook my white fur out.

Tipping my head back, I stared up at the nearly full moon. My pupils dilated and I felt a strange sort of warmth wash over my skin. It was like basking in the warm summer sun and I drank it in happily. Then, with a small sneeze, I gathered up my clothes in my mouth and headed down the mountain. I had a suite with my mate waiting for me although I had no idea how I was ever going to make it last.

But that was a problem for another day. Right now, I just needed to run.

So I did.

Chapter Ten: Flynn

Dinner was waiting on a cart in the hall for me by the time I got out of the shower. I'd snuck into Thor’s room to steal a shirt after I'd gotten out. With my clothes still dirty from the night before, I figured he wouldn't mind. However, I wasn't about to borrow underwear or shorts without asking. Dudes could be weird about that. So, I just grabbed the biggest t-shirt I could find and free balled. It wasn't like Thor hadn't gotten an eyeful already, anyway. Besides, his shirts were so big that they practically reached my knees. I had my own personal mumu. And, if I was being honest, wearing his clothes was kind of hot.

Thankfully the dinner cart was easy enough to push inside with my scooter and I set myself up in the dining room. I waited for a few minutes, wondering if Thor would show himself. But after a thorough search of the suite, I realized he was long gone. At first, I thought the sight of my naked body had disgusted him so much that he had to run. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized he’d run off probably because he was more turned on than he expected.

Having a crush on a dude was one thing. Getting a boner because of it could be a bit of a shock. Believe me, that surprised me the year I turned sixteen. Up until that point I was all about the girls because I didn’t know any better. But the first time I saw my best friend Bobby’s cock in the locker room at school… Well, let’s just say life was never the same after that.

And Thor looked to be a bit older than me, so I couldn’t imagine how much of a shock that could be. Sixteen was hard enough but thirty? Talk about life-altering.

So, figuring he’d be back eventually since you know, he lived there, I sat down at the table and enjoyed my meal. I hadn’t gone crazy with my choices, but the hotel didn’t exactly have a budget-friendly menu. Their cheapest plate was over thirty dollars. By the time I was done getting dinner I figured a little dessert couldn’t hurt and then they had a drink menu with homemade margaritas and before I knew it, I’d ordered damn near an eighty-dollar meal. Hopefully Thor meant it when he said the hotel would cover everything because I’d have to work until the end of time just to pay for a week's worth of meals at this place.

However, the moment I dug into my plate, I realized why it had cost so much. The steak was melt-in-your-mouth tender. To the point where I started to question if what I was eating was beef at all. Even the vegetables and the side of mashed potatoes were so fucking incredible I wanted to cry. My Nana made some amazing food for me, and it was all down-home southern cooking. But this… this was some next level shit. I didn’t know food could taste that good ever.

And dessert, while small, was so decadent and perfectly balanced that it didn’t leave me wanting. It was a small rectangular cake made of three different colored layers. All of them were soft and velvety surrounded by the richest white chocolate I’d ever tasted. I’m not ashamed to admit that after I put my fork down, I picked up the plate and licked it clean. It was that good.

The margarita was also delicious, made with fresh fruit, and had enough tequila in it to put a fully grown mule on his ass. Needless to say, I babied it until I started to feel dizzy, and then I put it in the fridge for later. It was served in a glass the size of a damn dinner plate, anyway. Obviously, the resort didn’t mind getting their guests as sloppy drunk as possible. I’d seen more conservative drinks at a casino.

When I’d finished with everything, I wheeled myself out into the living room and plopped down on the couch. At first, I spent several minutes searching for the television remote, not that I had any idea where the tv might be hiding in the first place. There wasn’t one anywhere in the room, but I seriously doubted anyone lived without tv. Eventually I found a remote, but when I pushed the button, I was startled as several shades dropped down over the floor to ceiling windows and shut out all the light from the outside world. When I pushed a second button, a slit opened in the ceiling near the far wall and a massive screen lowered itself into place. I glanced up, noticing the small projector mounted on the ceiling for the first time and smiled when it popped on, a giant picture appearing on the wall.

Well of course Thor had every channel, streaming service, and movie available. Since he hadn’t decided to come back yet, I figured it was best to just pick a movie and get on with my night. I started with Disney because that was my childhood. However, the moment the familiar music began to play, I felt my eyelids growing heavy. I scooched down into a more comfortable position, pulled a blanket over me, and settled in.

Before I even got past the opening sequence, I was out.

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