Submit to the Beast (9 page)

It all made sense now.

The Beast’s smiled widened, because he
knew what Tobias was thinking, knew it and welcomed it. “You are
exactly what I said you would be.”

“
A beast?” Tobias
asked.

“
No, a
wearewolf
.”

“
What?”

“
Half-man, half-wolf.” The
Beast grinned. “The best of both kinds bought together. The
strength, the cunning and the instinct of the wolf, with the
intelligence and the compassion of the human.”

“
How can this be?” Tobias
whispered. “How can this be?”

The Beast gestured around them. “It
has always been this way. It always will be.”

“
And now I am part of it,”
Tobias said, but it was not a question, because how could he doubt
it now? He looked down at his new body, at the elongated limbs, the
tawny hair that covered him, and he knew that he looked out through
the yellow eyes of those that were now his kind.

“
This is…”

“
How it is meant to be,”
the Beast said. “How it was
always
going to be.” A pause and then, “Now do what you
want to do, Tobias. Do what you feel.”

And so Tobias did, he did not question
it, he did not consider it, he simply turned to the forest and he
ran.

Ah, the speed!

The strength!

It was like he was imbued with it,
like there was so much it could never run out. All those months in
the gym, all those miles he had worked to turn himself into a
fitter, stronger person, they paled into insignificance compared to
this. Tobias covered a mile in less than a minute, he jumped over
fallen logs, leapt over huge boulders, power absolute ran through
his system, and it was glorious!

He could feel the mud and grass below
his new feet, feel the wind in his hair, the salt from the far off
sea biting his throat. He couldn’t help but laugh, couldn’t help
but howl in satisfaction, and as he did so others howled with him,
and the Beast too. He ran alongside Tobias, satisfaction rolling
off him in waves, pleasure along with it.

Tobias had never felt more confident,
never felt more like the person he was supposed to be. He ran for
miles and miles, looped around the forest and then along the coast,
and did it all over again. By the time he came to a halt he wasn’t
even out of breath, felt like he could do it all over
again.

“
How?” he demanded,
turning and locking eyes with his lover. “How?”

“
Because you are ours,”
the Beast said. “Because you are
mine
.”

Tobias looked into the
eyes of the Beast, understanding clear in every part of him, and it
took nothing at all for desire to explode. It was stronger than any
he had ever felt before, like the craving from all the past weeks
had coalesced into an actual thing, into a
beast
that was desperate to be set
free. Tobias could not even begin to deny it, no matter what else
he was feeling, no matter how new everything was now, he simply
could not. And so, when the Beast spoke, and he said the exact
thing that Tobias was hoping he would say, it didn’t even occur to
Tobias to refuse him.

He wanted this.

He needed it.

He was going to have it.

“
I can claim you properly
now,” the Beast said. “Bend over, Tobias, and let me show you that
you are mine.”

Chapter Eleven

Their eyes held for a moment, yellow
to yellow, and the Beast had no idea what Tobias was going to say,
if anything at all. Because his mate was dealing with the change
better than he had dared to imagine. And yet…the Beast remembered
how it felt, how everything was new, how everything seemed so
subtly different. And just like Tobias, the Beast’s body was still
humming, the energy from the turning continuing to run through him.
It was the most incredible of feelings. Something like raw power
combined with a primitive need.

It felt
right
.

The Beast could only hope it felt the
same for his mate.

He looked into his eyes, locking them
together, and to the Beast, in that moment, Tobias had never been
more beautiful. His tawny hair covered him from head to toe, and it
matched the color of his pack completely. And those eyes…the Beast
had wondered how badly he was going to miss Tobias’ perfectly blue
eyes, but looking into them now, he found that he did not miss them
at all. This was right. It felt like it was how it should be. Like
it was always going to be this way and was just a matter of time
until it was.

And he wanted him.

He wanted to claim his
mate properly now, with both of them in their other form. It was as
important to the Beast to do that, as it had been the first time he
had seen Tobias, when he had been so fragile, so pale, so
human
.

Carefully, so as not to
startle his mate, he reached out and ran his clawed hand across his
face. Tobias closed his eyes, accepting his touch. The Beast
growled at that, desire making his heart race. It was doing more
than that. His cock, longer and thicker now, was already hard,
hanging low down his thigh. The Beast could feel pre-cum beginning
to blossom from the tip, and it made the desire deepen. He knew
then, that there would be no holding back in this claiming. Before,
he had always been careful with Tobias. Sure, he had fucked him
hard and fast, but he had never simply taken. Tonight he
would
have
to
take. It was the only way.

“
Turn around,” he
demanded, and as he did so his tone was automatically that of the
Alpha. Because, mate or not, he
was
Tobias’ Alpha, his master, that was not in
question. “Now.”

Tobias turned, responding
to the Beast’s command in exactly the way that he had expected, the
way he
should
.
His eyes were glowing, his body trembling, but the Beast knew he
wanted this. He knew it because Tobias was as hard as he, his cock
red and thick, begging to be licked and bitten.

No matter what else was
running through Tobias’ new mind, he
wanted
to be claimed, wanted to feel
the raw power of the Beast’s desire. In all of the confusion of the
turning, this was something that he knew, something that he could
hold on to, something that could centre him. Without it, and
Gregovitch had been right about this, Tobias would not know what to
do, and it was entirely possible that he could have done something
that would compromise them all.

“
That’s right,” the Beast
said as Tobias lifted his arms and placed his clawed hands against
the tree in front of him. “Ready yourself for me.”

The changes to his body, the
elongation, meant that Tobias was far more flexible than he would
have been in his human form, and the Beast couldn’t help but growl
in appreciation as Tobias bent forward, displaying his ass for the
Beast’s attention.

Gods, he was so submissive! It was
exactly as the Beast had imagined it might be.

With excitement running through him,
he stepped forward and ran his claws from the nape of Tobias’ neck
all the way to the cleft of his ass. Once there he kneaded and
squeezed Tobias’ flesh, loving the feel of the muscles overlain
with the softest of skin and the downiest of tawny hair.

“
So beautiful,” he
whispered. “So beautiful.”

With one hand he took his cock at the
root, allowing the full length to jut out from his fist. His
cock-head was red and angry, wanting to claim Tobias’ ass as soon
as possible. The Beast saw no reason to wait. He was already wet,
his pre-cum continuing to blossom in little pearls. Had they been
in their human form the Beast would have rubbed that pre-cum around
Tobias’ pucker, readying him, making his desire into an itch that
had to be scratched, but not now, not when they were like
this.

Now, he simply placed his hand against
Tobias’ back, pushing him into position, and then he stepped
forward, guiding his cock exactly where he wanted it…and then he
thrust into Tobias’ ass.

His mate cried out, something
part-cry, part-growl.

It only made the Beast
harder.

He thrust into Tobias as forcefully as
he could, his longer, thicker cock filling Tobias’ channel,
stroking along the nerve endings. Tobias leaned forward a little
more, his knees bending, his pert ass high and ready. The beast
pulled out, pushed back in. Pleasure racing along his length,
tingling along his cock-head, and all the way to his aching
balls.

“
You feel so fucking
good,” he growled.

Tobias started to pant.

The Beast remembered what his mate was
feeling. This first fucking in a new form was delicious. His ass
could take so much more, be pounded harder than it ever had before,
and there was no need for him to wrap his fingers around his cock,
Tobias would come purely from the Beast fucking his ass.

The Beast was going to make sure of
it.

Fast and furiously he fucked his mate,
plumbing his ass with complete abandon. He threw his head back and
let out a roar as he felt the orgasm begin to build low in his gut.
When Tobias started to shake, and his knees went out, the Beast
followed him downwards. When Tobias sank his claws into the ground
to keep himself steady, the Beast sank his into Tobias’ hips. And
when Tobias roared his pleasure, the Beast did the same.

Over and over he plumbed Tobias’ ass,
his channel clenching around the Beast’s length, massaging his
orgasm forward. When it was almost upon him, when the Beast could
take no more, he wrapped his arms around Tobias and lifted his body
upwards. A moment later and he sank his teeth into Tobias’ neck, in
the exact same spot as he had during the first claiming.

Tobias screamed with both pleasure and
pain, and the Beast looked down to see his mate’s cock shoot wave
after wave of cum across the grassy floor. His own cum quickly
followed. He emptied his seed into his mate’s body on a strangled
groan, his teeth still stuck fast to Tobias, and if he hadn’t known
it before he knew it then.

He loved this male, always would now,
it was unavoidable, and he was willing to do whatever it took to
make him happy, to hold him, to keep him.

Whatever it took.

“
You’re mine, Tobias,” he
whispered as he pulled himself free. “Mine.”

And Tobias didn’t say a single word to
disagree.

Chapter Twelve

“
Do you understand what we
are now?” the Beast asked some time later as they sat on the edge
of the cliff, the sunrise only minutes away. They were in the same
spot that Tobias had sat morning after morning, night after night,
during his time away from the Beast.

It seemed fitting somehow.

“
I understand that we are
different,” Tobias said, because it had to be a ‘we’, whether he
liked it or not he was no longer human, the Beast had changed him,
and the moon had changed him, and it was undeniable now.

And…he wasn’t entirely
sure he
didn’t
like it. Not now, not after feeling the reality of the thing
that he had become. Not after the reality of what it meant.
Wearewolf
…

“
Different in a good way,”
the Beast said. “We’re separate from the madness that the modern
world has become. We keep to the old values. Community. Family.
We’re true to ourselves. True to nature.”

“
Which is why I felt the
urge to run?”

The Beast nodded. “You always
will.”

“
And staying below
ground.” Tobias shook his head, puzzled still about that, weirdly
entranced too by the way his ears seemed to move. “Why?” he asked.
“Why not live above ground like everyone else? Sure, the eyes would
be difficult to explain, but not so much anymore, people would just
think they were contacts, and you’re,
we’re
, normal most of the time, this
is only during the full moon.”

“
It’s not about blending
in,” the Beast said. “We don’t live below ground because we’re
worried that people will work out what we are. We live below ground
because we always have and we like it. It calls to us,” he
explained. “We like it there. The desire to be outside only arises
when the moon is coming. Other than that we prefer the dark and the
warmth.”

“
It’s like something out
of a fairytale,” Tobias said slowly, because despite himself,
despite his insistence that he could never bear to be away from the
sea and the spray and the sun, he was beginning to feel that call
too. Like with the desire to mate with the Beast when he turned,
like the urge to run through the forest and swim to the depths of
the sea, he could feel the ground calling him, like it was almost a
part of him now.

Before the turning that
would have scared him. It would have pushed away the curiosity
enough that Tobias did what he had
always
done. Ignore the call of
something so different, and stick to what he knew, to keep some
control. But he
had
turned now. He was something different. And as Tobias sat on
the edge of the cliff and flexed his fingers, clawed and elongated,
he realized that it wasn’t just the physical parts that had done
so. Somewhere inside he was beginning to think differently, to have
more confidence, more resolve...