Chapter 116: An Imperfect Frequency

Casey's Bedroom, The Peterson Residence, Fallon Creek, Michigan...

 The steady beating rhythm of the headboard against the nearby wall and the extreme work being done on the bedsprings had been a constant when it came to the sexual prowess of the werewolf Alaric Michael Channon and his seemingly insatiable lust as far as Casey Allen Peterson had been concerned. He continued to pump his well-toned hips between the younger lad's exposed pale thighs making him moan out loud in the wake of their passionate exchange. Casey had been quite taken by the handsome older teen and his constant brooding immaturity as he returned his heated kisses with just as much fever and need as the brute had been dishing out amid his aggressive pummeling of the younger lad's hidden sex the wanting heat filling both their bodies as their primal urges began to get the better of them. 

Sweat glistened off their collective naked forms still lingering from their previous acts as they saw their way to adding to it amid fast-beating hearts and lust-riddled breaths labored and pleasant in the wake of the intense sensation that filled them as their bodies continued to collide well above Casey's usual bedding. 

Rick snarled in the younger lad's ear as he saw his way to nibbling at the lesser werewolf's neck needing the flesh with his fangs as he sunk them in his well-toned hips still pumping in a frenzy as he sought to once more lay claim to his lover's hidden womb not at all satisfied with his previous efforts to coat its inner walls with his thick seed desperate in some aspects to see him catch whether he knew it had been possible or not for him to bear the pups of the lust-driven Alpha. 

The compulsion to mate and breed with the lesser wolf had been only one of the driving forces that compelled the newly awakened Alpha to shove his thick cock deep inside the hidden sex of the former new arrival from the moment he'd caught a whiff of his scent. An astounding conundrum if ever there had been one for the wolf in question as he found himself driven to know more, be more in the wake of the strange discovery. 

The moon had declared them fated and the beast that dwelled inside the brooding teen was not to be denied as he continued to thrust in and out of the tightness he'd fast become accustomed to since taking the younger lad in true aggressive fashion in the woods for the very first time. 

Soft whimpers and frequent panting filled the keen ears of Rick Channon as his muscled body flexed between the smaller lad's pasty thighs indulging as much as he desired in the sweet sensation of Casey's clenching tightness as it enveloped his thick cock strangling it with every intent to expel it from the heated depths only to spur on the aggressive need for friction that had continued to build up in the rut drunk brute. 

"Fuck..fuck..." hissed Casey as his blue eyes rolled into the back of his head in the wake of the pure primal sensation beginning to get the better of him. "Yes...fuck me...."

Rick growled as his pace increased and along with it his intensity to the point of him deeply drilling his wolfish younger love's heated sex as if he'd meant to destroy it. 

"You like it rough don't you, bitch?" growled the aggressive older werewolf biting the lad's exposed shoulder blade hard enough to draw blood from the indention of his sharp canine fangs. 

Casey had not rightly known how to answer that, his body had been jolted along his bed at an alarming rate and all he wanted was to feel Rick's cock pummel his heated sex all the more. The increase in aggression had been born of their primal urges but it had not naturally been Rick's doing when it came to their previous encounters. 

"Admit it bitch, tell Daddy you like it rough," growled Rick pummeling Casey's slickness with reckless abandon. 

The younger lad had been so caught up in the new sensation he could barely hold on aside from digging his fingernails firmly into the exposed flesh of Rick's bare back. 

"Yes," admitted Casey finding himself once more submissive in the wake of the aggressive Alpha's primal demands as always as he moaned while clinging to The wanton brute in the worst way. "Big dick bastard..."

"Gonna cum..." growled Rick as his thrusts became more desperate in the wake of Casey's teasing. 

The younger lad braced for the flood of sensation as Rick's release had come right at the height of his own. The intensity rocked them both as their act slowly came to an end. Rick collapsed onto Casey and captured his panting mouth in a heated kiss. 

The sweat-slick brooding older teen took a few moments to collect himself as he continued to kiss the equally spent Casey Peterson as they lounged in his bed. The younger lad had been in no real rush to part from Rick as he felt the continued pulsing of the brute's cock and relished every second of it. He had never felt so close to anyone nor so contented as when he'd surrendered to his lust and into the capable hands of his rather spirited lover. 

"Fuck..." hissed Casey pleasantly, "You always feel so good inside me."

Rick smirked as he captured the younger lad's lips in a series of soft sweet kisses. 

"You always feel good with me in you," he remarked still enjoying the light clenching from his younger lover's tightness being wrapped around his thick cock. 

They continued to kiss amid the bliss of their post-act and the darkness of Casey's bedroom. It had been quite the day for them, first, the win that got them one step closer to attempting for a championship and then their subsequent romps afterward in celebration of it. 

"I love you," said Casey breaking the blissful silence as he gazed directly into Rick's dark eyes. 

The brooding teen smirked as he kissed Casey's lips once more. 

"I love you too," he replied meeting the younger lad's blue eyes.

As content as Casey was with Rick being so near him and their shared kisses, he couldn't help but recall the visions of blood and death that awaited them in the future. Nor could he ignore the fact that he heard his mother's car pull up in the driveway. Rick had fallen asleep on top of him and had not been of the mind to move. Casey sighed not having the strength nor the will to fight it and recalling all too well that his mother had been privy to their newfound relationship. He closed his eyes and drifted off as well content to have Rick all to himself.