Humping Day Excerpt - Ves'tacha

I've just re-released an out of print story. This one is from 2003! One of my first published stories. It was originally in the Shifting anthology which is no longer available. It was weird giving it a quick once-over. But I thought I would just toss up a smutty excerpt for it - it is humping day after all!

Ves'tacha

What happens when an Alpha takes a mate who might one day succeed him? 

Sochar has spent his whole life admiring Gareth, his Alpha. For his part, Gareth has known from first sight that Sochar is his ves’tacha – lifelong mate, lover – and he’s been waiting for Sochar to come into his own and demand Gareth’s attention. When it finally happens, both werewolves indulge in their love and demand that the Pack accept things the way they are; after all, Gareth is the Alpha.

Everything is wonderful, to begin with, all shared hunting, loving and tail-chasing, but Sochar is moving into his prime, and the Pack is always looking for the next Alpha who will keep them strong. Can Gareth and Sochar survive if the pack looks to Sochar to fight Gareth for the position?

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Smutty excerpt:

Gareth ran their muzzles together, rumbling softly, chuffing. He whimpered and risked rubbing against the beautiful, solid body. The caress was accepted, Gareth rubbing back, the scent of hunger and something new in the air.
He raised his muzzle, sniffing, liking the new musk; it made his flanks quiver and he whined. Gareth rumbled softly, the sound familiar and comforting, vibrating deep within him. Sochar barked happily, telling Gareth he was Alpha, most loved, most beautiful.
Gareth answered, the low yips and growls an offer, a wish. It was heady, to hear the Alpha had wanted him, watched, waited. His own barks were high, excited and he lay down in front of Gareth, rolling, showing his belly, offering himself.
Gareth gave him a happy sound, muzzle tickling his belly, making him squirm and pant. He chuffed happily, enjoying the way Gareth played with him, showed him a side only the littlest pups got to see of the Alpha.
They began wrestling, rolling together, Gareth letting him learn the strength, the power in the lean body. It was a little intimidating, but also exciting, testing himself, learning Gareth. And the freedom to touch, to rub against Gareth... it made him want to howl.
Gareth's scent was coursing through him, was in his fur, in his nose, mingling with the crushed grass and the water and the scent of night. It made him ache, made him want... made him want all sorts of things he knew he was supposed to want with one of the bitches, but didn't.
Suddenly Gareth morphed, the long, lean Alpha staring over at him. The Alpha's hair was dark, grey streaks shining in the moonlight.
Oh. Oh, he swallowed and shook, eyes closing as he shifted, the transition still a little awkward. He was shy without his fur, shivering as the breeze blew over his bare skin.
"Sochar." The word was rumbled, low, Gareth’s muscled arms opening for him.
"Gareth," he breathed the Alpha's name, moving forward, pushing into the open arms and whimpering as warm skin met his own.
He was shaking, adrenaline and wonder, excitement and a touch of fear firing through him. The soft comforting sounds remained the same, warm hands petting him, holding him close. It calmed him and excited him at the same time and he looked up at Gareth, making a soft sound of inquiry, of need, of want.
Gareth leaned down toward him, lips exploring his face. They were surprisingly soft and warm, gentle. He whimpered, holding onto Gareth as he grew hard, the sweet touches making his breath short, making him want so much. His lips were lapped, nuzzled, fingers stroking his spine, his nape, pushing into his hair.
"Gareth." Another whimper left him and he followed his instincts, body rubbing against Gareth, shuddering at the sensation of his hard cock sliding along Gareth's skin.
Gareth growled, nostrils flaring. "Yes."
"Yes?" It this okay? I want more. Can I? His thoughts stayed quiet though and he just gazed up into those ice eyes and kept rubbing, shivers increasing.
"Yes." Gareth's hand slid over his shaft, lips covering his, making him want to rub and jerk and howl and arch.
He pushed sounds into Gareth's mouth as he pushed his cock into Gareth's touch, sure he was going to explode. Gareth was strong around him, so sure, so warm and comforting and arousing and... Oh.
He did explode. Just like that, he came, only it wasn't like rubbing off on his own had ever been. It was... it was everything and when he was done he kind of collapsed, but Gareth had him. Gareth had him.

Sean

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