Love Bite : chapter 4

*Damian*
‘Well, dealing w/ my father isn’t going to be the highlight of my evening. And all of this stress can’t be good on my mother’s ‘delicate condition.’
I thought to myself on my way back to my house. Then I whipped out my cell and hit my speed-dial to call David. He answered faster than I expected.
“Damian, well what happened?”
“Long story. Is Sher still there?”
“Nah, she left, and let me tell you she was pissed as all hell at me-did I mention you owe me one?”
“Don’t worry you to will work things out. Listen I’m coming over, order a pizza.” And w/ that being said I hung up and went 60mph on the 30 street and I was at his house in under 10, unfortunately the pizza wasn’t.
David’s house was easier to get into than mine; it doesn’t have a main gate around it just some dumb ass codes you have to punch in. His house is big, but not as big as mine, in a way I’ve always been jealous about that; his house was always so much more personal, like a real home.

I punched in the pass codes and went inside, and went directly to his room.
“Hey, so are you going to tell me what the hell happened.”
I knew he only wanted the in-depth details, he could already smell Jack on me.
“My mind is racing in every direction. Who would have thought my mate would have been a human? A human male no less!”
“So he really is your mate. Wow. But in a way I’m kind of glad.” He said as he sorted through his Van Halem CD’s. He looked up and saw the cynical look I was giving him.

“What? I am glad you finally found your mate. Granted I’m more than a little surprised that he’s a…HE. But I was starting to worry about you. You know how dangerous it is for an unmated Werewolf.” David said in a matter-of-fact voice. “Besides, the real issue is the human thing.”
I got up and walked over to his mini bar and grabbed some of the hardest liquor on the shelf. “I don’t think I know what you mean, Sher’s parents get along and her dad’s human!” I said in my almost innocent voice, knowing very well he was talking about my father.

“Don’t act like a dumb-ass. You and I both know Uncle Solen will practically shit his pants. Fix me some Scotch while you’re over there.”
“You’re right” I let out a long sigh, “But it’s not my father decision. That reminds me, I have to deal w/ my father when I get home -so I had better get going.” I swallowed the rest of my Scotch and rose to go to the door no longer interested in pursuing this conversation.
“What about the pizza?” he said as he walked me out.

“Sorry…Rain check…Promise.” I said as I made my way to my car.
“You ass, you made me order it.” Then he paused just as he heard what I said. “Damian? Rain check? Promise? SORRY? One one nightstand and he’s a whipped man.” He said laughing his ass off.
“You’re wrong about one thing. And let me set you straight about it” I said in my most distant voice. “It was no one night stand.” I stated as I started my engine.

“Whatever you say, OH! By the way, our northern brothers are coming soon.”
I was abruptly taken aback, the Northern wolves hardly ever come down here our clans very seldom get along. They are very combative, sort of a whole coven of clones of my father.

As I pulled in to my garage I could feel that my mother had calmed my father down some. That’s one of the many things I love about my mother, she has such a calming presence.

I walked in through the door knowing that he would be waiting in his den for me. And there he sat; the most unappeasable man in this hemisphere, w/ a brandy in hand. He sat there merely looking at me not uttering a word. Even while seated my father seemed to tower in the dim lit room. My mother standing behind his chair w/ her hand on his shoulder, as if she were trying to hold him back from jumping on me. She broke the silence.

“Damian, honey, your father and I have something that we would like to discuss with you… Calmly” obviously addressing my father in that last remark.
I sat down in a chair adjacent to his. “Yes?”
“Honey, we’ve dismissed your relations with other humans in the past, but to bring one home-”then my father interjects
“Is just unacceptable, what were you possibly thinking? Inviting a human in our home-”

“Dad I think-NO, I know he’s my mate.” There I had said it, now I must brace myself for his response. But he just sat there looking at me, as if he were trying to determine if I was telling the truth. I couldn’t exactly decipherer the look on his face and the anticipation was killing me so I looked up at my mom instead. “Well, will one of you say something?”
Once again it was my mom who spoke first. “Honey, wha-are you certain?”

“Yes mom. When I first saw him it felt like I was hit w/ a ton of bricks, I couldn’t breathe and I felt possessive. I know bringing him here was a stupid move, but he won’t tell. Now, if you please excuse me I’m very tired.” I said that and got up knowing that this conversation would come up later and would be best to finish it then. I went up to my room shut the door and lay on my sheets. My entire room smelled of sex and Jack, two things that I like very well together.

*Jack*
I feel so…I don’t even know the right word to explain how it is that I feel. And after last night it seems kind of pointless to stay in denial about-well, anything that just happened. I wanted to sleep, but I was to excited to sleep. And that only made the night more frustrating because sleep helps time go by faster and I’ve just been lying in bed for hours barely getting more than 4hr worth of shuteye.

So I finally decide to get up and take a shower. I was disappointed to have to wash Damian’s smell off of me, but the hot water hitting my skin felt so good. Something about the steam brought back flashes of last night. I pictured his hands running down back his lips grazing across my stomach. I immediately got a hard-on. I took my finger lubed it up w/ soap and stuck it in my ass (which was still sore from it’s recent and best fuck.) I use my free hand to massage my throbbing dick. I tilted my head back and let out a moan, how was it possible for one man to be so damn sexy? I wanted to give my all to him.

Thoughts about him just kept pouring in, then my cum started pouring out. I nearly fell back in the shower and I had to stable myself on the rail. I got out of the shower, dried of and looked in my closet for something to wear when he picks me up. I finally decided on a dark blue t-shirt and a pair of navy blue jeans. I didn’t feel like cooking breakfast, even though I was kind of hungry.

I just went outside to wait for him. 10min later my cell vibrated and I answered it. “Hello.”
“Are you ready? I’m around the corner,” he said in his smokey voice.
“Yeah, I just came out.” I said as I say his car circle around the corner and hung up. He pulled up and unlocked the door. He was wearing a pair of really expensive looking shades that hid those yellow green eyes that I wanted to see so desperately.

“So,” I said. “Where are we going.” Trying to break away from that too-damn-perfect face. He just kept staring at me so I continued to nervously talk. “Ya know, cause I didn’t have breakfast this morning, too excited to eat. Why are you looking at me like that?”

He just sat there with his left eyebrow raised and a slight half grin on his face, which was the closes I’ve seen him come to a smile. Then he leaned over and put a gentle kiss on my lips, my heart was pounding in my chest and I was sure he could hear it. “Breakfast sounds perfect, where would you like to go?” he asked when he pulled away. God, everything about him was so painfully sexy I had to readjust my dick in my pants.

“There is a Dennis around the corner, can we go there?” I asked almost completely out of breath, I had to turn my head cause I knew I was blushing.

The conversation in the car was relatively light. We got to the Dennis in no time flat and there was hardly anyone there, we walked in, got seated, and ordered. The waitress was some girl who I was sure went to our school, so it was awkward sitting in the booth next to him even thought I was not right next to him. I had eggs with toast and he ordered the breakfast steak. I had to laugh at the whole werewolf=meat.

“Damian, about last night. What did we do?” he raised his left eyebrow again. “I mean what does that make us? How do we act toward each other? Look I know you have your whole image to maintain, and I’m not asking for a ring or anything, I just want to know where I stand.” I knew I probably sound like a fool, but damn it I need to know.

“Jack, do I seem like the type of person who gives a damn what other people think. Honestly, I didn’t even care much for humans before a few days ago. What we are is real, and natural. And I sound like a Hallmark Card someone shoot me.” I burst out laughing when he said that, and the look on his face was priceless. Just the thought of him knowing what a Hallmark Card would even sound like I though was so adorable. Then my face got serious again as soon as the food came.

“What about your parents? You seemed kind of paranoid last night.”

“Don’t worry about my parents, my dad just doesn’t like humans. But I’d like you to meet my mom, are you free tonight?” he asked right as the food came.

“But… Well, I thought that after how I had to leave last night-are you sure that that’s a good idea?”

“Don’t worry Rabbit, you’ll be fine.” He said casually as ever as he started to cut through his steak.