Chapter 3 Brandon

"It was a sex dream..." I start.

"Obviously," he chuckles and kisses my cheek.

I roll my eyes, but smile at him. "Obviously. Anyway, it started with Zak jerking me off and then Charlie walked in," I say, my voice filled with disappointment. My eyes close as a brief flicker of pain crosses my face.

Devin pulls me close, tucking my head into his chest. Quite a feat, since he's about six inches shorter than me.

I wrap my arms around his waist and we lay in silence for a few moments before I continue. "Charlie and I got Zak off, but he came without my permission," I say into his chest.

Devin chuckles, but doesn't say anything. He knows that I like to be in control in the bedroom.

I smile sadly into his chest. "Charlie decided to cuff him to the bed so that he couldn't touch us. Apparently he hates having his hands restricted, at least in my dreams. Charlie got underneath him and started fucking him, but I made him beg. Just as I thrust inside of him, I woke up."

Just talking about the dream has made me hard again and I can feel Devin's arousal against my stomach.

I clear my throat and look up at him. "Why do I keep having these dreams?"

"I don't know, love," Devin says, pushing my hair away from my face. "You're almost 21. You should be dreaming about your mate. I don't know why you are dreaming about Charlie and Zak when they are mated to each other."

Tears gather in my eyes and silently slide down my cheeks. "Why is the Moon Goddess tormenting me? I'm trying to accept that my two best friends are each other's mates. That the two people that I've been in love with for years are out of my reach forever. But I can't move on if all I think about is them! I have to work with them everyday. I see them everywhere, even in my fucking dreams!"

Devin holds my face in his hands and begins kissing away my tears. "I'm so sorry, Brandon. I don't know why this is happening." His lips make their way to mine and he kisses me deeply. I hold onto him with all of my strength, crushing him to me.

We pull away from the kiss breathing hard.

"Let me help you forget," he says to me, his voice soft, his eyes full of sympathy and lust.

In response, I kiss him, pulling his body on top of mine. We spend another hour in bed before we shower together. I lend Devin some clothes and we head down to the dining hall for breakfast.

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Though Devin and I have been active in bed for a while, it is still early and the omegas are just starting to serve breakfast for those of us that live in the packhouse. As the rising Beta, I have my own suite on the fourth floor of our five story packhouse. Devin is one of the pack's best young warriors. He lives in the barracks with the rest of the unmated warriors. However, for the past three months, he has spent most of his nights in my room, helping me to forget my depression and, more recently, deal with the after effects of my dreams.

It all started the morning that Zak and Charlie were mated. Seeing them mark each other was too much for me. I immediately shifted, shredding my clothes and my sleeping bag.

Howling, I ran as fast and as far as I could. Eventually, I made it to the mountains at the edge of our territory. Whining and winded, I lay on the ground, covering my head with my front paws.

I was so distressed, I didn't hear the wolf that followed me until he was beside me. The wolf, Devin, nudged me with his red furred snout. I whined, burying my head further into my paws.

Devin shifted back and rubbed my back. "What happened, man? Our two best friends found their mate! We have our Luna."

I whined again. Devin tried to mind-link me, but I shut him out.

"Shift, Brandon. Talk to me," Devin pleaded.

It took Devin another 30 minutes to convince me to change back. But when I did, I bawled. I spilled out everything, my feelings for both Charlie and Zak, my prayers to the Goddess, and my feelings of hopelessness.

And what happens in all of those sappy movies when one friend cries on the other's shoulder? Yeah, we had sex. I didn't even know that Devin was gay, but when I kissed him, he kissed me back with such ferocity that everything dominoed from there.

We were both already naked, having left our clothes back at the campsite. I ran my fingers through Devin's shoulder-length red hair, fisting it in my left hand. My right hand trailed over his chest, rolling his nipples between my fingers. This earned me a lust-filled growl. Devin tried to pull away from my mouth, but I kept him firmly planted against my lips.

My hand trailed down his chest and over his stomach until it reached his fully erect cock. Wrapping my hand around it, I began to pump his dick in my fist. Devin moaned into my mouth and I laid him back on the grass. I trailed kisses down his jaw, his neck, his chest, and his stomach until I reached his rock hard manhood.

"Brandon," he moaned. "Please."

"Please what?" I asked him, gazing back into his eyes. My voice was low and husky, almost unrecognizable in my lust-fueled haze. "I can't help you if you don't tell me what you want."

"Please suck my cock," Devin pleaded, his eyes staring down at me. They had turned an incredibly dark blue with his desire.

Smiling, I darted my tongue out and wrapped it around the head of his dick. Keeping eye contact the whole time, I licked to the base of his cock and back up the other side.

"Fuck that feels good," he squeezed out through clinched teeth.

"I can make it feel even better," I whispered against his shaft. Without warning, I took his dick into my mouth down to the base, sucking so hard that my cheeks hollowed.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" Devin yelled, grabbing my short, tawny hair.

I slowly worked my way back to the head of his cock and plunged back down again.

"Brandon," Devin let out a breathy moan. "Just like that. Don't stop."

My head began bobbing faster on his cock, dripping saliva everywhere. Rubbing my fingers at the base of his cock, I wet them and pushed my way into his tight hole.

"Yes! Fuck yes, Brandon. Don't stop!" Devin screamed. He grabbed the back of my head and began fucking my mouth as I used two fingers to loosen up his hole.

"I'm gonna cum!" Devin said. Immediately, I pulled him out of my mouth with a wet pop and pulled my fingers out of his ass.

"You cum when I say you cum," I said in response to his disappointed groan. Leaning over him, I kissed him punishingly hard and positioned my cock at the entrance of his ass. Precum leaked from the tip of my cock, making it slide over his hole. "Last chance to back out, Devin. No hard feelings."

Devin wrapped his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist. Looking me in the eyes, he said, "Fuck me, Brandon. Let me help you feel good."

With that, I slowly thrust into him until I was fully seated inside. I gave him a few moments to adjust to my size. I'm no Alpha, but my cock isn't small either. I have to be careful the first time I have sex with someone, until they are used to my size and girth.

Devin whimpered beneath me, his head cocked back and his eyes closed. Soon, his hips began to move, almost involuntarily. That's when I started to move my hips.

Devin moaned under me, his words unintelligible as he took in the pleasure that I was giving him. "Fuck, you're so tight," I strained out.

"It's cause you're so big," he said, leaning up to kiss me. He moaned into my mouth as I picked up speed and force. This wouldn't make me forget about Zak and Charlie, but damn is it a good distraction.

I could feel Devin's ass start to clench around my dick and I knew that he was getting closer to an orgasm.

"Don't cum without permission, Devin. If you do, I'll have to punish you." I said, looking into his face. Looking at the pleasure that I was giving him. If only I was giving that pleasure to Zak. If only it was Charlie beneath me, her pussy clenching on my dick.

"Please, Brandon," Devin said, his eyes opening and staring into mine. "Please let me cum. You feel so good. I'm not going to be able to hold it for long."

"You can, and you will," I said, pulling out and flipping him over onto all fours. I thrust back inside him and started pounding into his ass. I trailed kisses and bites all along his back and Devin squirmed and moaned for me.

"Brandon. Brandon! Don't stop!" he cried out from under me.

"How does it feel to have the future Beta's cock deep in your ass?" I asked him, thrusting into him even faster.

"Goddess, your cock feels amazing!" he screamed.

"That's right. Call out to the Goddess. She's the only thing that is going to stop me from destroying your ass right now," I whispered back to him.

"Oh, fuck! Brandon, please let me cum. Please!" Devin begged.

"Cum, then." I said, reaching around and grabbing his cock. Within a few strokes, he came in my hand, screaming my name. Two pumps later, my load filled his ass, a guttural cry falling from my lips.

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Devin convinced me to go back to the packhouse for the ceremony. As the future Beta, I couldn't miss the crowning of my new Alpha and Luna.

It was honestly the hardest thing that I have ever done. Watching the two loves of my life stand in front of the pack, their mate marks on display, and their scents mingled from their mating nearly killed me. The only thing that kept me standing, kept me whole, was Devin. He held my hand under the table, whispered reassurances into my ear while we watched Zak and Charlie become our new Alpha and Luna. Their smiles were radiant as they looked at our table and it was all that I could do to nod my head towards them instead of bolting out of the room.

That night, Devin stayed in my room. I didn't let him sleep at all, trying to erase the disappointment, pain, and longing from my heart with his kisses and caresses.