Two Parts Of One [ BxB ]

22

Brian

I peeled open my heavy eyelids. My head was throbbing, my body aching. I was laying on the bed and  Aaron had his arms around me. I looked around the room, frowning in confusion as I tried to get used to being awake.

The sun rays slipped in through the half closed blinds, I couldn't tell whether it was sunrise or sunset. I didn't even know whether it was today still or it was now the next day.

My eyes slowly fluttered open as they fluttered shut, sleep still clinging to them. I sighed, settling in Aaron's arms.

He groaned, tightening his grip around me. His cool peppermint scent filled the room as he released his pheromones without holding himself back.

I turned around so I was laying my head against his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck, shoving my head in the crook of his neck.

"Hey, baby." He said, his voice hoarse with sleep. "Hi." I mumbled, willing myself to stay awake. "How long have we been asleep?" I mumbled against his neck.

"For quite a while." He replied, earning a nod of my head in response.

"You don't remember anything?" He asked, earning a shake of my head from me. He sighed softly, planting a kiss on my head. "I'll tell you when the time is right." He said, laying on his back and pulling me atop him.

"Okay." I said, letting his pheromones cloud my head and render the sparks of pain shooting through my body completely nonexistent.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked, his hoarse voice sending shivers down my spine and blood to my lower region. "Mmh." I breathed out, biting my lip.

I sat up, straddling him. I put my hands on his chest, our groins touching. "Your p-pheromones are messing with my head." I moaned out softly.

Being a newly mate meant I was hot and bothered more than half the time. Now I knew why Luther and Eric went at it as much as they did.

Aaron grabbed my hips. "Brian, you're sick." Aaron breathed out. His grip was tight, preventing me from moving.

I whined softly, biting my lip. "P-Please." I begged, tears filling the brim of my tears. I was achingly hard, I needed friction. Any friction would satisfy me, no matter how minuscule. "Brian." He said, his hands going to my thighs.

I gasped as he gripped my thighs tightly in a way that would leave satisfying blue purple bruises littering my inner thighs. "Ahh." I moaned as he finally let me grind our groins together.

"M-More." I begged, tears running down my tan cheeks. "How much more do you want?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"Everything." I moaned out, throwing my head back. "You can't handle everything. You're too weak." He said, sighing as he slipped his hand in the basketball shorts I was wearing.

I gasped, sobs tumbling out my lips as I felt his hand wrap around my member. "Everything. P-Please give me everything." I moaned out my eyes fluttering shut.

"Brian, you can't h-" He began protesting before I cut him off. "N-Not unless you m-mark me." I gasped out, fucking back into his fist.

"W-What?" He said, his movements slowing down. I whined, desperately increasing my pace. "Mark me." I choked, placing my hands on either side of his head.

"You don't mean that." He said. I lowered his pants and boxers, drooling at his member that was leaking precum. I moaned as I wrapped my hand around it.

My eyes glazed over as I fell deep in a headspace that wouldn't be possible without my weakened state.

My barrier was raised, blocking out Freight and any attempts he would make to assert his dominance, our dominance as a dominant wolf.