Just My Luck (boyxboy)

Ch62. Emmett (18+)

Mature for sexual contact and nudity.

Emmett's POV

Once inside the shower, I looked at Sam with a smile I couldn't wipe off my face as I washed his hair for him. It felt like I had ascended to the moon as my hands ran through his hair. I took care not to get soap near his eyes while raising it softly before washing my own hair.

I could feel his eyes watching me as I raised off, but I was slightly startled when I felt his hand touch my stomach.

I wiped the water from my eyes and looked down at him. Our eyes met, and I didn't want to fight the pleasure that ran through my body. Feeling him against me felt like the world had stopped moving. I didn't ever want to let that go again.

A few scars remained over his stomach and arms from being in that horrible place. I wanted to take them all away. I grabbed his wrist and pulled his arm up as I kissed each one down his arm.

Another scar was just above his nipple as I lowered my head. Sam gasped when my lips touched it. His hands wrapped around my shoulders. I couldn't help but move down just a little to take in his hard bud.

His arms tightened around my shoulders as I ran my hands down his back to his ass. I just couldn't get enough of the sounds he made or how good his skin tasted. The way his lips would part and how his cheeks turned darker shades the louder he got. How his body would move against my touch in ways I never thought someone would. I didn't want to stop. It was like a drug I'd been craving all my life.

"E- Emmett, please," Sam moaned.

I looked up to see his head tilted back in his pleasure. "Please, what?"

"I...," he looked down with his cheeks bright red. I couldn't help but chuckle at how amazing he looked. "I want you."

The smile wouldn't leave my face as I licked my way back up his neck. "Turn around. I'll give you what you want, my moon."

He bit his lip and looked a little shy for a moment but did it as I grabbed his hips to pull his ass out more. It didn't take me long to loosen him up as he pushed against the wall before I began guiding my cock inside his tight hole.

I wanted to mark him. When he asked me to bite him earlier, it took everything inside me not to do it. To be connected to him in such a way, but I couldn't. Not until I knew he would make it through this. Until I knew he was ready to take on the responsibilities as the Luna, but I had a hard time remembering my reasons as I looked down at the back of his neck.

I thrust my hips into him faster as I ran my hands all over his body, pushing as deep as I could to hear him call my name.

That faded tattoo of numbers on the nape of his neck made me growl. My teeth grew longer as I leaned down to it. I wanted to rip those numbers from his skin. It reminded me of how someone had touched my spot. How they held him down and tried to brand him as a number like he was some kind of cattle.

"Ah, Emmett!" Sam moaned when I licked the back of his neck. "I'm gonna cum."

That temporary connection we had the last time I nicked his nape when I bit him in this bathroom so long ago called to me like a heat wave. I needed to feel it again.

I started sucking on his skin, fighting the urge to dig my teeth into his skin. His body twitched around my cock, and he gasped for air.

"Ugh, I'm coming. I can't- Emmett, oh fuck."

He grabbed my side as his nails dug into my skin. I growled when my climax overwhelmed me, his skin still in my mouth. I began cumming deep inside him.

"Oh, goddess, Sam," I moaned in his ear as I finished and let go of his skin. We were both left panting for air, but I couldn't move yet, still riding out my climax.

After I helped clean him again, we got out of the shower and dried off. I smiled as he looked around in confusion holding the towel around himself.

"I, um, don't have any clothes up here," he said as his face started to pinken.

My smile grew wide as I walked to the door that led straight into the closet. "Come in here, my moon."

He walked in after me as I turned on the lights. He looked around before stopping. The once empty side was halfway filled with clothes in Sam's size.

"Are those...?" He stepped closer as he looked at them.

It made me so happy to see his reaction filled with so much appreciation as he looked at me again.

"I... I don't know what to say," he smiled.

"I didn't know what you liked, so I didn't order too much. You can fill the rest with things you like, but there is more in the drawers. Just things that can't be hung." I stepped closer and caressed his cheek.

"Thank you."

Leading down, I kissed his lips before walking to my side and throwing on more comfortable clothes than my normal suits. I didn't care to look professional today, but just as I finished, I could hear my phone start to ring in the next room.

I left Sam to look through his new clothes and get dressed as I found my phone on the table. By the time I picked it up, the call ended. I could see three other missed calls from Beth. Looking back to find Sam still in the closet, I called her back.

She answered on the first ring. "Alpha, they have a trail of the vampire, but it's leading into the city this time."

"What?" I asked, nearly shouting. "Shit. Get everyone looking for it. I can't have a vampire running the streets when we don't know who they are or what they want," I said through my teeth, nearly crushing my phone.

"Yes, Alpha."

I hung out and pinched the bridge of my nose. I wanted to spend the day with Sam, but anytime I tried to get a little peace and quick with him something just kept coming up.

"Did you say... vampire?" I heard Sam ask behind me and turned around to find him standing in the closet doorway.

I sighed before sitting down on the bed. "It seems that a vampire has come into the city, but no need to worry, my moon. I'll find it and take care of it."

"Can I help?" He asked as he started walking over, tangling his fingers together.

"There is no need for that. I want you to rest some more here," I said as I watched him step in between my legs.

"But, I've been doing nothing but resting since I woke up. And umm, well...," He looked to the side with a look that seemed like he wasn't sure what to say or how to say it.

"What is it, Sam? Is something wrong?"

"Well, it's not really me but Samuel. I don't know why, but I can feel him wake up in my head. I think he wants to help too."

"You think he wants to help?" I asked, hugging his tights. "Sam. I've wanted to talk to you about this since I got back. Do you and Samuel talk much?"

"Not really. The most he talked to me was when I was sleeping in the labs or got knocked out. Now it's little things here and there, or I get these feelings that rush through me," Sam said, but soon after, his face began to deepen in color. "If that makes sense at all."

I looked down, a little worried, but there had to be a reason Samuel wanted to go. The vampire was killing people who worked in the same place he was. Even though we didn't find any trace that vampires were there, they might have been when the sister ran the place, five years ago.

"Okay. If Samuel wants to, but you need to stay by my side. Vampires are stronger and faster than us shifters."

"I promise."

"I'll call Mason as well. If you can't be by my side for any reason, then I want you glued to his. He is the only one I trust right now with your safety."

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