Jarrett
It took a surprising amount of time for Jarrett to realize that Avery had taken his words as a challenge and turned their first time (or eight) into a contest of who would come first.
It was the most romantic thing Jarrett had ever heard of.
He had practically thrown the omega onto his bed. Avery looked up at him through thick eyelashes, pink lips parted and wet, legs spread wide. Jarrett eyes him hungrily as he stripped his clothes off. He thought again of the many omegas on visits to neighboring packs (it was one of the reasons John had stopped taking him along) and none of them had ever made him come this hard. In fact, he was pretty sure that Avery could bat his eyelashes and that’s all it would take.
He was almost surprised at how smooth Avery’s skin was. From a lifetime of living wild, Jarrett had expected more scratches and calluses. Instead the omega’s arms and legs were soft and peachy. His sandy hair hung just above his eyes.
“What?” Avery asked, smiling softly.
“You’re beautiful,” Jarrett said honestly with no embarrassment. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
Avery’s smile widened. “So why are you still over there then?”
He didn’t need to be told twice. With a growl, he pounced, hands against Avery’s chest, pinning him to the bed. The omega’s delighted giggle was music to his ears as he crashed their mouths together, claiming those soft lips in a possessive kiss. He plundered Avery’s mouth, reveling in the taste of him. His cock was already hard and wanting again, twitching impatiently.
Breaking the kiss, he nipped along Avery’s neck, down to his shoulder. The omega’s nipples were soft, but hardened into mounds quickly as he nibbled and sucked. He kissed a trail down Avery’s smooth, flat stomach until he reached coarse golden curls. Gripping Avery’s hips, Jarrett kissed the tip of his cock, once, twice, before taking it between his lips. Avery arched slightly, a gasp escaping his throat.
“Ooh, oh, that feels really good,” he whimpered.
Jarrett pulled free and grinned. “I’m your first, aren’t I? First one to ever touch this virgin ass?” he reached down between Avery’s legs, pushing a finger against the tight, weeping hole. The thought pleased him more than he would have expected. The thought of being the first and only alpha to give Avery pleasure. He let out a growl as he pushed his finger in deeper.
Avery positively writhed. “Yes,” he nearly squealed. “Whatever the fuck you’re doing, don’t stop!”
Chuckling, Jarrett went down on his cock again, swirling it in his mouth with his tongue. Every whimpering sound the omega made went straight to his cock. A second finger slid easily into Avery’s hole and as he sucked, he slowly worked his fingers in deeper until he found that sweet little nub. As soon as he pushed a finger against it, Avery’s back arched high and his hips bucked violently.
“Fuck!” he cried. “Oh…Jarrett!”
Hearing his name being called like that, Jarrett growled loud and hard as he took the omega as far into his mouth as he could. Avery writhed beneath him, hands pawing at his chest frantically. The smaller boy was close to coming, and while a part of Jarrett wanted to taste more, swallow everything he had, he resisted. He pulled out just in time, a hand wrapping firmly around the base of Avery’s cock.
Avery looked up at him with dewy eyes. Jarrett brushed his sweaty bangs out of his face. “Not yet. Just a bit longer.” The omega let out a whine, but nodded, trusting Jarrett to take care of him.
Jarrett stroked him, gently, carefully, until he was sure Avery wasn’t going to come yet. Avery whined again when Jarrett let go of his cock. The alpha just smiled down at him. “Just a bit longer. Hold on for a bit longer. Okay, babe?”
Avery bit his lip, but nodded. Jarrett sat back on his haunches and gently gripped Avery’s thighs. He spread him wider apart and took a second to admire his little pink hole, weeping and needy. Jarrett licked his lips hungrily, before pulled Avery close. His own cock was blood red and ready to take what belonged to it. He could hear Avery’s heart racing a mile a minute, tense and eager and incredibly impatient.
Slowly, Jarrett nudged the tip of his cock against the tight hole, surprised and pleased at how it opened up to him immediately. Slowly, almost torturously, he nudged further inside, letting out an obscene groan as the moist walls clamped tightly around him. He pushed further in and his thighs trembled with the restraint it took not to thrust. He wanted this to be slow. He wanted to make sure Avery never forgot this. He needed to make it last as long as possible.
Avery didn’t seem to agree. With a noise of frustration, he jerked his hips toward Jarrett, driving his cock home. With a gasp and a sigh, Avery relaxed. Jarrett on the other hand, clenched his teeth hard. He smacked Avery’s thigh lightly. “Thought I told you to be patient?”
Avery smiled innocently. “You said just a bit longer. And I waited just a bit longer, didn’t I?”
“Smart-ass,” Jarrett grumbled. He was sweating now. His wolf snarled inside of him, desperate to claim it’s mate. Jarrett gave his omega a mock glare. “Fine. You want it faster? Your wish is my command.”
He thrusted forward, hard and fast. The peaceful expression on Avery’s face evaporated. His eyes widened and his back arched right off the bed. A loud, obscene cry filled the room. His fists bunched in the bed sheets.
“You like that?” Jarrett growled. Avery nodded frantically.
He thrusted again, as far as he could fit. His tight balls slapped against Avery’s ass. The bed creaked and groaned as Jarrett rode him hard into the mattress, the occasional grunt leaving his lips. Avery on the other hand, cried out and whimpered underneath him, overwhelmed by the new sensations. Jarrett wrapped a hand around the omega’s cock and pumped.
Between Avery’s pretty cries and how his hole clenched tightly, it was only a matter of time. Jarrett’s cock began to swell, locking him into the omega. Avery let out a hoarse cry as he was stretched and filled beyond his limits. “W-what’s h-h-happening?” he stammered.
“Just go with it.” Jarrett tried to sound soothing, but it came out in a harsh growl. “Does it feel good?”
“Yes!” Avery cried. “Oh fuck, yes!”
That was all it took to send Jarrett over the edge. With a loud snarl, he arched his back as he came, pumping his seed into Avery. Something hot and sticky splashed against his chest and coated his hand. Through the pounding of blood in his ears, he heard Avery scream and felt skinny legs lock around his waist, keeping him trapped in place.
His hands braced him against the mattress as he fell forward. He opened his eyes. Avery gasped and quivered. His cheeks were rosy and a sheen of sweat made his skin shine. He blinked up at Jarrett, snuggling into his arms, uncaring of the stickiness between them.
Jarrett lay back on the soft mattress. “Haven’t felt this good in a long time,” he murmured.
“Me neither,” Avery agreed. His cheek was nestled against Jarrett’s shoulder. “Never thought this would finally happen.”
“Never?” Jarrett raised an eyebrow.
Avery shrugged against him. “I’d hoped.”
“I’m glad you didn’t give up,” Jarrett said. He kissed the omega’s forehead. “I almost missed out.”
He frowned as he felt Avery’s heart quicken again. Had he said something wrong? His brow creased in concern as Avery looked up at him again. “Can I ask you something?”
“Of course. Anything.” When the omega stayed silent, he nudged him slightly. “What’s wrong?”
“Mark me,” Avery said quietly. “Take me as yours. Please?”
The question threw him. He inhaled sharply, eyes widening. Once an omega was marked, there was no going back. They would be together for the rest of their lives. Images of a future that Jarrett had only dreamed about flashed through his mind. He would wake up every morning to a warm body beside him. He’d have a hunting partner that would take on a panther for him. He could practically hear the sound of small bare feet scampering across the floor. It was a larger than life decision. One not to be taken lightly. One that Jarrett couldn’t possibly be ready for.
But when Avery looked up at him, worry and love swirling in those bright blue pools, it was the easiest decision he had ever made in his life.
Lips parted, he leaned forward. His aim was true as he sank his teeth into the soft flesh of Avery’s shoulder. He felt something fill him then. Something pure and right lit up in his chest, wrapping around his heart, his very soul. Avery’s arms wrapped around him, fingers pressing into his back, pulling him down. He turned his head to look into eyes as blue as the sky and pressed their lips together.
For the first time in a very long time, all thoughts of heartache and sorrow left him. The hole in his chest was still there, but smaller now. A distant ache that was overshadowed by love and light.
Jarrett licked at the wound on Avery’s skin tenderly. Avery snuggled up against him, curling into his chest. Jarrett curled around him, tucking his head under his chin, burying his nose in soft, golden locks.
They fit together perfectly.
Jarrett shouldn’t have been surprised to see the alpha standing outside, but he was still slightly taken aback. They had slept for at least two hours after the greatest sex Jarrett had ever had. It had taken them another half hour just to get out of bed.
It had startled him slightly, as he stood in the kitchen making coffee. He’d glanced absentmindedly out the small window to see Cory across from them, sitting on the porch of Olivia’s house with his arms crossed. He looked like a sulky teenager.
“Should we invite him in?” he asked.
Avery glanced at his brother and rolled his eyes. “Give it ten more minutes.”
Jarrett sat down on the couch with his mug, black with just a spoonful of sugar. Avery nestled down beside him, and Jarrett wrinkled his nose at the omega’s own mug, pale and filled with sugar.
“We should probably get this over with,” Jarrett murmured.
With a sigh, Avery nodded. He lifted his head and called out. “The door’s unlocked! You can come in now!”
Within seconds, the very irate alpha stomped into the house. He stared hard at his brother, clothed only in one of Jarrett’s oversized shirts, and over to Jarrett, shirtless and in a pair of trousers. His eyes narrowed at the red crescent shape on his brother’s shoulder.
“Unbelievable,” he muttered.
Avery huffed. “Alright. Let’s hear it. I would love to know why you have a problem with this. Honestly, it’s getting a bit awkward, big brother.”
Cory’s face was red, and Jarrett eyed the vein in his forehead with some level of concern. The alpha was close to shifting, and so help him if he broke any furniture… “Why don’t you sit down?” Jarrett offered. “We’ll talk about this.”
“I have nothing to say to you!” Cory snarled.
Avery growled. “Don’t talk to him like that.”
Cory looked like he was ready to explode. Or drop dead of a heart attack. Neither was very preferable, and Jarrett needed to defuse the situation. Fast. He gently untangled Avery from him and stood up. He gripped Cory’s arm tightly. “Come on. Let’s go for a walk.”
“I’m not going any-”
“That’s an order,” Jarrett said firmly. “Come on.”
For a second, Cory looked like he was going to take his face off, but thankfully the other alpha just nodded stiffly. Jarrett didn’t let go of his arm though as he led him out the door. He didn’t stop until he was sure they were far enough away that Avery wouldn’t hear them. “Alright,” he sighed. “Let’s get this out of your system.”
Cory didn’t waste another second. “What the hell did you do!” he roared.
“I took Avery as my mate,” Jarrett answered calmly. “He wanted it. I wanted it. I took him in my bed, and I marked him as mine.”
The alpha looked livid. Jarrett raised an eyebrow. “You’re going to have to explain to me where this is coming from? Why are you so angry about this?”
“You think I haven’t seen what alphas do to their “mates”?” he spat. “I’ve spent my whole life protecting my brother from that kind of fate, and I won’t have it ruined by the likes of you!”
Jarrett’s eyes widened slightly, but Cory continued: “I’ve seen what alphas do to their omegas. You have complete control. What you say goes. Well, Avery’s not going to live like that. He’s not going to exist just for your pleasure. And if I have to kill you to free him-”
“Okay!” Jarrett held up his hands. “Let’s back up a bit here.” It wasn't that he was worried that Cory could kill him-he still outsized the wolf by quite a bit. And Cory was angry, which gave Jarrett the advantage, but he’d prefer to avoid the fuss of explaining to the pack that Cory was just an overprotective older brother. Something that Jarrett could understand completely.
It made sense now. Cory had seen the Blackhounds, and god knew who else, heaping abuse on omegas like Milo. On some level, the wolf probably understood that the Summerwood pack was different. But Avery was Cory's little brother, and all rational thought had left the alpha.
“You know this pack by now,” Jarrett said calmly. “My brother is Milo’s mate. Milo is fine, isn’t he? The other omegas here are content and in charge of their own lives. No one’s going to hurt your brother here.”
But he could tell the alpha was almost too far gone, practically quivering with rage. His wolf was about to burst out at any moment. He rubbed his eyes tiredly. Well, best get this over with.
“Besides,” he added. “He’s probably on his way to being pregnant now. Let’s not get in the way of-and here we go.”
He had little warning as he jumped out of the way of a very pissed off alpha wolf. Shifting, and making a mental note to get more pants, he took a guarded stance against the snarling wolf in front of him.
He’d gotten his fight after all.