Rick

Rick ruined it all. He finally pushed away Sam. He kept his distance when all he wanted to do was to go to him and engulf him in his arms. He could feel Sam's wolf calling his. Rick couldn't sleep last night, his head hurt and he felt queasy in the stomach. He had no idea why that could be.

His phone rang by his bedside in the middle of the night. It was Sam calling him. He picked up the phone without thinking much about it.

"Sam," he breathed out the name in desperation.

"It's David, Rick." the familiar voice traveled through the speaker.

"Why do you have Sam's phone?" Rick asked, confused.

David was quite for a second before he finally spoke. "This kid came to my ER a few minutes ago. He is running a high fever and wouldn't let the nurses touch him. He is showing the classic symptoms of going into heat. I checked him phone to see who I could call and your number came up first, the other two were Jordan and Boss. Calling you seemed like the safest bet."

Shit.

"I am coming." Rick must have never gotten dressed so quick. He took his motorbike to the hospital and reached there in record time.

"Where is he?" Rick asked barging into David's office. David was on his computer, he looked up slowly, a frown on his forehead.

"How do you know the kid?" David asked, looking suspicious.

"I don't have time for your questions, David. Tell me where he is."

"He is in the third room from the left"

Rick rushed out, before David could ask anything else. He pushed inside the room to find Sam laying on the bed, mumbling things in his sleep.

"Sam," Rick took her hand and kissed it, placing a palm on his forehead. He was burning.

"Rick?" Sam asked. "You are here?"

"Yes, I am baby. I am here" Rick said, placing a kiss on his forehead. "It's going to be fine now."

"They were touching me," Sam sobbed, his eyes closed.

"Who touched you?" Rick growled, wanting to kill the person who touched his mate.

"We had to sedate him. He wouldn't let the nurses treat him." David said from the doorway.

Rick placed his lips on Sam's forehead again. The wolf inside him wanted to be as close to it's mate as possible. "I am going to take you home, okay?" he whispered in his forehead.

"Do it quick. I don't like it here."

"Yes. yes, I will."

"So, he is your mate?" David asked, still standing at the same position. Rick gulped down a nervous knot and simply nodded to answer.

"I knew something was the other day. You are lucky to a find a mate."

"I know." Rick said.

"How long have you known you are mates?"

"Over a month." Rick answered without turning back to look at David, Sam's hand still in his.

"And you still haven't...umm...consummated?"

"No! I was his trainer. I couldn't." Rick snapped suddenly feeling surrounded at David intrusive questions.

"But he is your mate. I have never seen a male werewolf go in heat before. I don't know what could have happen. It looked intense. You shouldn't put it off any longer. "

Rick sighed. He shouldn't have pushed Sam away, knowing they were mates. It only made things worse.

"Can I take him home?" Rick asked.

"How? on your motorbike?"

Rick wasn't sure if it was sarcastic or a genuine concern.

"I could call for an uber..."

"I can drop you," David offered before Rick could finish his sentence.

"No, you don't to. Your work..."

"I am done here. My shift ended an hour ago when he came in."

So, in the end they hitched on David's luxurious car. Sam lay almost unconscious, mumbling Rick's name, in the back of David's car while Rick sat beside David on the passenger seat.

"It's so similar to when Pam was in the backseat right?" David said, chuckling. Rick could feel the unease in his voice. He kept quite.

"Sam looks familiar." David said, "is he the lanky kid that always roamed around you? Oh man! The pull must be pretty strong. Didn't you feel anything back then?"

"Stop babbling, David." Rick snapped. "that's my mate sleeping in the back and all I can think of is having him in the safety of my house. Thanks for dropping me but I don't need you to make me realize what a dumb ass I was back then."

Rick saw the tick behind David's jaw. He was quite for the longest time before he finally spoke. "You weren't a dumb ass. I was the possessive asshole. I didn't let you see anyone but me. I didn't let you explore new friendships. I guess I was selfish. "

Rick didn't know what to say. Rick frowned. he didn't ask any questions and David didn't speak further. They reached the pack house few minutes later. Rick picked Sam up in his arms and carried him to his room after saying goodbye. David had a weird look on his face. Rick didn't have time to ponder over it.

He placed Sam on his bed and removed his clothes, removed his own clothes as well and got in with him.

"How are you feeling now?" Rick asked, hugging Sam from the back. Sam pulled his eye lids open, barely minimum.

"Much better. Your smell calms me," he commented.

"Yours too, love." Rick kissed him on his left ear, his lips travelling to the side of his neck. Sam groaned, grinding his butt on Rick's dick.

"No! We can't right now, you are not fully conscious." Rick said, even though his dick throbbed to push into the tight little hole of his. He squeezed Sam's ass to which Sam cried out, weather in pain or pleasure Rick couldn't tell.

"I was aching the whole day." Sam said, this time more sober.

"Where?" Rick asked, as his heart picked up speed.

"Everywhere but specially in my dick."

"Yeah?" Rick wrapped his palm around Sam's hard dick. He had been hard ever since in hospital. Classic signs of heat, David had said, that meant constant state of arousal. Rick licked his other palm, slicked his cock and pushed it between Sam's thighs, right under his balls. His recently developed thighs gripped him like a fist. Rick couldn't take him the way he wanted to, but he could do this . Maybe tomorrow he would realize what a big asshole he is but right now he needed this from Sam. He needed to know Sam was his right now.

He worked his hips, slipping his cock in the crevice between his thighs like he would fuck his ass. It was a sensation more intense that any man he had ever taken.

"I am going to come," Sam groaned out within few seconds. He must have be pretty worked. Rick could only imagine how long he had been in the constant state of arousal.

"Hold it for few more seconds, baby. We will come together." he whispered against Sam's ear.

"I can't." Sam groaned.

"Okay. You can come on the count of 5." Rick increased his pace. "Do you have any idea how sexy you are?" Rick breathed. "1," he said.

"Rick," Sam called his name in desperation, wiggling his hips in pleasure, wanting to come.

"Yeah, I am here." Rick kissed his left cheek. "2"

"Faster." Sam demanded.

"What faster? This?" he asked increasing the pace of his jerks.

"No," Sam cried out. "Count faster."

Rick chuckled. "Have patience." he glided in and out his thigh gap.

"3."

"Uh...Rick, you are killing me."

"I know," Rick squeezed the tip of his cock's then swiped his whole cock from top to bottom. "4."

Sam was shaking, his eyes was squinted close from the struggle of holding his orgasm.

Rick took his thumb and pushed down on the slit of Sam's cock. Rick was breathing harder too. He wasn't completely unaffected. Then he stopped, altogether, his hands, his hips both.

"Rick?!" Sam cried out his name in frustration.

"Suck," Rick put his thumb on Sam's mouth and asked him to suck. Sam did with desperate tugs. Rick pulled out his thumb and ran his hand down his body to his ass.

"Don't come just yet, Sam." It was the last warning before he pushed the tip of his thumb in Sam's virgin ass. He cried out in pleasure and came in all over Rick's blanket without any simulation.

"Naughty boy. I told you not to come." Rick chuckled, removing his finger and cleaning the mess with the same blanket then throwing it with the dirty clothes. He took out a fresh blanket and covered Sam. Sam had already fallen asleep, snoring softly. Rick's cock was still hard and throbbing. There was no way for him to come. The mate thing was punishing him, his wolf wound't let him come anywhere other other than inside his mate.