Mate inbreeding (Lone Star Pack 3)

One Horney wolf

Hector's POV

"Leave me the f*ck alone," I yell at my mate as I try to steady my heart beat.

My breathing was laboured as I try to recover.

We've been in trap in this bunker for four days now.

Hebrew yea that's the bastards name, he was up and moving again.

He was fully healed and the first think he does is ask me to marry him.

The fuc*er didn't even go on one knee, not that I would have said yes.

He had the audacity to pull me into his embrace and tell me point blank that were getting married.

When he couldn't move things were easy.

I could just push him away or walk away from where he was.

But now that he's better he's too strong for me to push away, his grip was like an iron cage around my waist.

When I wake up in the morning the first thing that greats me is his junk as it jams me.

I woke up this morning and I was pulled into his embrace again.

I tried to break the hold he had on me but I couldn't.

The worst part of it was that my bum was been pressed right against his crouch.

The only thing separating our bodies was the towel i had on.

He must have taken his shorts before going to bed.

Feeling as hard point object stab against my bum as I move I gulp as I calm down myself.

My struggle only made it worse because the towel around my waist got pulled.

And then it got worst as his hot rod went between by leg.

As I move his rod robbed against my skin creating a deadly friction.

I felt like a 2 dollar whore as his tool kept on rubbing against me.

I had to stay steady and pretend to sleep but that was hard to do when his tool is so close to my hole.

His tool was burning my skin as it nestled in between my legs.

Having him so close to my pucker was killing me.

I don't think I could take more of this.

The moon must of heard my plea because he yawns and stretches.

I scrabble and hurriedly get up before he holds me down again.

"I don't know if I can take anymore of this," I say.

Looking at his naked form as he stretched and rubs his eye I'm tempted to do things no straight guy should think about.

Closing my eyes I chant, "your not gay your straight, your not gay your straight, you don't like the sight if his penis, you don't like the sight of his penis, he is not cute in the morning, he's defiantly not cute at all."

"Your attracted to women with big breast and not guys with dungs between there legs," I tell myself and take a deep breath.

Turn around I walk from beside the bed.

I need a shower to cool off and gather my thoughts.

Leaving the bunker I head into the flooding tunnel.

Hebrew POV

"I don't know how you did it but thank you," I whispered to my sleeping mate as I brush back his hair an caress his face.

These moments with him were special, they were the only time I could meet the real him.

He welcome my touch and advanced towards me as he sleep.

He had so many walls up it was hard to get through to the real him.

He was special, even though he might not act it, I know he cares.

I could see the worried look on his face as I was hurting, I saw the care in his face as he tentered to my wounds and I saw the brief glimpse of happiness that flash across his face as he saw me getting up.

My mate had his heart buried deep and I was prepared to find it.

getting up from the bed I walk into the tunnel.

I heard the sound of running water as I walk further into the tunnel.

In no time my feet are being wet by the rising water.

The water was knee high from were I stood and look at the collapse tunnel that was blocking the way.

Looking at the scene in front of me I know why Hector acted the way he did yesterday.

"Bam!" Hector took the Satellite phone and threw it Intl the wall and smash it up into a million pieces.

"I'm going to die and the last person I'll ever see is you," he says with depressed tone.

"I'm sorry but don't worry we'll not die here," I said a tried to comfort him.

"Your optimism is not appreciated unless you have a solution," he said and walked off into the tunnel leaving me alone in the bunker.

It had been one days since then and nothing has changed much in our relationship.

He still sees me as less than a mate but I'll wearing him down slowly.

I could move of my own free will now, my chest still had a sharp pain when ever I moved but it was still bearable.

I stretch and did a few push ups to get get my my weak muscles back into shape.

After being asleep and immobile for 2 days my muscles were weak and tender.

And with the extra work of my body healing I had no strength.

Leaving from thoughts I took a bath in the waters that filled the tunnel.

I submerged myself under the murky waters and closed my eyes.

The first thing I did yesterday after he came back in the tunnel was for him to marry me but he ask me,  if I'm crazy.

"Only for you," I told him as I staggered towards him.

"You can't even move and your  talking about marry, I'm not interested," he said.

"When will you be interested," I asked him.

"Never! I only like women you homo black bastard," he yelled.

I moved towards the other side of the bunker.

My body was still not recovered as yet but it was slowly getting there.

I couldn't hold my breath anymore and came up for air.

Taking a deep breath as I came from under the water and I'm brought back to the present.

"He clearly likes me why is he refusing my advance," I ask myself as I think about him while wiping the the water that was run down my face.

"I just have to try harder," I said to myself and decided to try my best.

"If he still refuses me after that then I'll leave him be," I said to myself as I made up my mind to pursue my mate relentlessly.

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