Rick

Rick's wolf wanted wanted to kill those kids. It was bully like them that stopped Rick from being himself in his youth and now they were messing with Sam. If Rick wasn't careful the whole pack would know what Sam meant to him. Though he did want to announce it to the whole world, it wasn't the right time yet. He needed to wait for the training to be over before laying his claim on Sam and finally announcing his sexuality to the Pack.

As far as Sam was concerned, the kid of horny little fellow. He had been dirty texting him the whole week, keeping Rick on hie toes. Rick hadn't been able to concentrate with the constant hard on he was supporting. Rick patience was running thin with Sam. He couldn't wait for the day to finally show Sam how it felt to be owned. The need to fuck Sam was burning fire inside him. Mate fever was real, more real than he imagined it to be. He had never felt this way ever, not even with David.

Rick phone pinged on his work desk. he groaned if it was another of Sam's sexy texts, he swear to god, he would drive to his place and show him how creative he could be with his punishments. He looked at his phone to see a text from Jordan.

See me in my office. Urgent.

"What is this?" If something was wrong with Zia... Rick dashed out of his office and rushed to Jordan.

When he entered his office he saw Carl and Callum(Pack advisor, usually old) sitting on a chair before Jordan. Jordan looked at him with a pointed stare.

"Please sit," Jordan said in a serious tone.

His first instinct was to strangle Carl but he down his anger and sat quietly beside them.

"I am getting complains from other students you are being partial with your marks. You know, we don't approve of favoritism In Yoda pack?"

"Would someone elaborate?" Rick asked, keeping his tone neutral. He didn't want them to see his heckles rise.

"Sam is gay." Carl protested.

Jordan looked at him with disinterest. "I don't know how his sexuality could be a problem for you, Carl."

Callum who was quiet till now spoke up. "In werewolf society we do not place for deviants. Your father understood it. Let's not taint the pack's image."

"With all due respect, that was in the past, the world is different. I don't see any reason to not include him. Moreover, that's not the point. Carl said, he noticed Rick giving Sam more leverage. Would you like to elaborate on that Carl?"

"How can be so unbothered?" Carl yelled, standing up and shoving the chair away.

"Calm down, Carl. Let me handle this." Callum said. "I along with all your other trainees will abandon Yoda tribe if you let that boy stay here." With that Callum and Carl left his office.

This was exactly what Rick had feared.

"Jordan I.." Rick was about to speak when Jordan interrupted.

"You marked that boy, didn't you?"

Rick was stunned with shock. "how did you..."

"It doesn't take a generous. " Jordan gritted his teeth. I met Sam few days ago in the locker room, he coming out after shower. I saw the mark on his shoulder and he stumbling demeanor to hide it."

"I am sorry, I should have told you I am gay."

"That is least of my problems, Rick. You should have kept it in your pants until the training."

"I didn't have sex..."

"Carl saw you kiss him."

Rick sucked in a breath. of course, that was it. Now he knew what triggered these people off.

"I was not biased, Jordan. My training had nothing to do with how I feel about Sam."

"Do you have any idea what their rebellion could do to our Pack? Callums can persuade half of the pack members to leave. It will break Yoda apart." Jordan shrieked.

"What do you want me to do? Should I go talk to them?"

"No," Jordan snapped. "These people...fuck." Jordan paced his office. "Rick can you stay away from Sam until I sought this mess out."

"They have their tests this Saturday. I have to be there."

"I'll ask Zia to do it."

"Okay," Rick nodded.

"Promise me, Rick." Jordan said, eyeing him with a serious expression.

"I will try my best." Jordan said, even through his wolf growled in disagreement. Rick was looking forward to this Saturday, dammit.

"Good. Now, leave. " Jordan said, getting back to his desk. Rick left shutting the door behind him with a bang.

When he came out the last person he expected to see was Sam standing outside.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Rick whispered, looking to see no one was around. he dragged Sam to one of the empty rooms near Jordan's office.

"Is this a bad time? I wanted to ask Jordan if he would recruit me in the Pack security."

God, only if Sam knew what Pandora box he had opened in Jordan's office. Rick was glad he stopped Sam before going to Jordan and getting disappointed. With everything happening Jordan would have agreed to give him a place in Pack security, no matter how good of a werewolf he was.

"He is not in the best mood. Come back later." Rick informed.

"What happened? Did his wife not have sex with him?" Sam chuckled. The sound traveled straight to Rick's cock, doing dirty things to him.

"Yeah, something like that." Rick said, dismissing the conversation.

"What about you?" Sam asked, biting his lips.

No. No. He was not falling for this. He promised Jordan he would stay away from Sam only few seconds ago.

"You need to go home." Rick said, starting to leave the room but Sam took his wrist and stopped him.

"Rick," Sam spoke his name with his needy voice. "don't leave."

Fuck, this was nightmare.

"I am fed up masturbating to the thoughts you. I need the real deal," Sam whispered as he came close and wrapped his hands around his neck. Rick noticed his t-shirt and the bold letters on it. 'Gay and proud' written in rainbow sparkles. Could he anymore obvious?

"No. This is not the right place, nor the right time." Rick tried to pry his hands away but his own body was reacting in treacherous ways.

"Can I touch your cock?" Sam asked, going on his toes and speaking the words on his ear.

Rick looked at the ceiling, asking for werewolf gods to give him strength. "Why are you acting like a brat?" Rick asked finally looking down, hardening his expression.

"Maybe, I want to get punished."

Rick pushed him against the wall, changing the dynamic quick.

Rick gripped his hair and pushed his cock against his ass. "Don't ask for thing things you will regret," Rick growled. Sam being the minx he was, pushed his ass against his cock, grinding against him. Rick growled once again, this time more out of frustration.

Rick bit down on the back on his neck, as his werewolf teeth tingled in the worse way possible. His wolf growled to dominate him, to push him against the floor and show him who the alpha was.

Rick trailed his hands down and pushed his hands inside Sam's pants. Sam squeaked in surprise which Rick muffled by placing his lips on his.

"Shh...Don't make a sound. I will take care of the hungry cock of yours but you have to promise something."

Sam didn't answer, all he did was squirm trying to grind into Rick's hand.

"Focus, Sam." Rick gritted.

"Yes, God, okay." Sam moaned.

"You will not call me, text me r try to meet me until I come to you, " Rick demanded, slowly pumping Sam's dick. It creamed in his palm, making a mess inside his pants.

"Huh, what?" Sam leaned his head back, his eyes dialed, unable to focus.

"Promise, Sam." Rick asked. Sam's cock fit perfectly in his palm. He placed his thump on the head, pushing on the slit. "Give me your words."

"Okay. I promise."

"Good." Rick smiled against his neck, before increasing his pace. "I am gonna take that virgin ass of yours, it's only a matter of time."

Sam was too far gone, unable to stand straight as he came close to the orgasm. He had no words, his was squirming in Rick's arms with desperation.

"I am bigger than you, Sam," Rick whispered in his ear, continuing to jerk his off. "Much bigger."

"I know. I have seen it," Sam breathed out. "I want it." Sam moaned.

"You will get it, baby. You will get every fucking inch of it," Rick promised. Sam was close, the way his cock was pulsing on his palm was evidence enough. Sam held on to Rick shoulder before coming in warms jets on Rick's hands. They stood in the same position for hours as Sam gained his energy back.

"That was...that was...." Sam panted.

"I know," Rick gritted out. He pulled his hands out and walked into the attached bathroom. He cleaned himself and brought towels for Sam. Sam face was red and the previous bravery was all gone as he cleaned his soft dick.

Rick looked at him for few minutes, feeling something way more than lust. Mate bond, love that's what it was.

"Remember your promise," Rick said, giving a peck on his lips before walking out of the door.