Philip Harrington vs. Troy 'Travis' Stanton

Pix: The sexy alpha of Stanwood Pack & his adorable mate

Video: Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen... sang by PENTATONIX

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Enjoy!

***

"If you're too tired, we can decide not to go."

"I'm going." Troy growled low in his throat, his head on Philip's shoulder. "It's like asking me to miss my best friend's wedding."

"Got it." Philip chuckled as he pressed a kiss against Troy's hair. "Eat your food."

"You know it's too much." Troy groaned as he picked up a slice of cake.

Philip had surprised his mate with breakfast in bed that morning. After what Troy had gone through the day before, the alpha thought some pampering was in order. But the gesture had overwhelmed Troy so much that he'd virtually not touched any of the assorted goodies on the rather wide bed tray.

"I've got to meet the council this morning." Philip muttered as he brought a glass of apple juice to Troy's lips.

"For what?" Troy gave his mate a curious look when the glass came away from his lips.

"Well, my mate doesn't want to go through the mating ceremony so..."

"I didn't say I don't want to go through the ceremony." Troy groaned. "I just don't want to have sex in front of all those people that's all."

"Uh-huh. So I need to discuss it."

"Can't it wait?" Troy grumbled. "Isn't it rather too early after all that chaos to be bringing up sex displays?" He rolled his eyes. "I mean the ceremony has been postponed indefinitely after all."

"It was postponed because of the looming threat, Troy." Philip said. "That threat is no more. So we can be asked to do it any time soon."

"I don't want any trouble for you." Troy sighed.

"What happened to that person who once told me that as alpha, I could change the rules?" Philip drawled. "At least I'm not changing it. I'm only appealing to the council to be sensitive to my mate's delicate constitution."

"Have you set up the meeting already?"

"No. They have a meeting this morning so my plan is to simply show up and...plead my case." Philip shrugged.

"Will I sound annoying if I told you I don't want you to leave me right now?" Troy heard the whine in his voice but didn't care. He wanted to be with his mate.

"No." Philip lowered his head and gave Troy a lingering kiss. "Are you done?"

"Yes, I'm okay." Troy sighed. "Sorry I couldn't eat much. I'm still a bit..."

"I know." Philip kissed him again. "At least you've gotten something in there." He rubbed Troy's stomach, making him laugh.

"It was lovely, thanks."

"Pleasure." Philip chuckled as he pressed a button on the side of his bed. "I'll be happy to stay..." There was a quick knock on their bedroom door, followed by a nice lady and to the surprise of both Philip and Troy, Ryan, and Jeremy."

"You done, Alpha?" The lady asked an amused looking Philip whose gaze was locked on Ryan who couldn't seem to tear his eyes off the goodies on the bed tray.

"We are, Julia. Thanks." Philip gave the lady a smile. "But...Ryan?"

"Be a darling and leave that, Julia." Ryan said as he climbed onto the bed to the amusement of the others and gave Troy a quick hug. "In fact, why don't you bring more?" He addressed a laughing Julia as he grabbed a toast. "I'm starving."

"Starving him now, Jeremy?" Philip drawled as he moved from where he sat and gestured for Ryan to take his place.

"He insisted on coming with me to check on Troy before he takes breakfast." Jeremy stared at his mate with bemusement. "He actually said he wasn't hungry." He added loudly but Ryan didn't even spare him a glance as he was too busy digging in, to the amusement of Troy.

"Let him be." Philip chuckled as he stretched. "And as y'all can see, my mate is perfectly fine. Mama G got here as early as five a.m. to check up on him. Can you imagine?"

"Seriously?" Ryan asked around a mouthful of toast as he reached out to pop a strip of bacon into Jeremy's mouth.

"Yep. Even insisted on looking at him when I said he was fast asleep." Philip couldn't wipe the incredulous look off his face. "I mean what could possibly..." The door to the suite burst opened.

"Yo, people!" The faces of Troy and Ryan lit up upon hearing the newcomer's voice even as their mates groaned.

"In here." Jeremy shouted as he went around the bed to hug his brother. "You okay?"

"I'm good." Troy hugged Jeremy back.

"Sorry about Mary." Jeremy muttered as he sat on the bed and looked at his brother.

"Aw spare me the lies." Troy laughed. "I know you're not."

"You're right, I'm not." Jeremy chuckled. "But even I, felt her pain. That was a horrible way to die."

"Oh, I'm sure that pain was nothing compared to the pain she felt when she realized her precious son loves dick." Stan drawled from the doorway. "Is that lemon cake?" He asked as he went to grab a slice of cake, ignoring the looks on the faces of the others in the room.

"Err...technically speaking, Troy hasn't..."

"He doesn't have to fuck it to love it, Lip." Stan cut Philip off. "Know the number of times I've seen him checking out your bulge?"

"Oh for fuck's sake." Ryan burst into laughter as Troy turned bright red.

"Hey, kiddo." Stan went to Troy and pulled him into his arms for a hug. "That was some amazing combat skills you displayed yesterday. You're a natural. But then you were born and taught by the best so..." He shrugged. "I wasn't surprised at all. So tell me, were you really going to attack the wicked senior witch?" When Troy stared up at him in confusion, he added, "I mean Mary."

"Oh that..." Troy chuckled. "Let's just say I'm glad mum stopped me. 'Cause I would have killed her."

"You would have." Ryan stated. "And there was nothing she could have done about it."

"Yep, you were protected so she wouldn't have been able to hurt or stop you so..." Jeremy shrugged. "It was good mum stopped you."

"The terror I felt within..." Troy rasped, with a shake of his head. "Now I understand how you felt when I..." He sighed, "...threw that fireball in Ryan's direction. Sorry."

"Hey, it wasn't your intention to cause Ryan harm." Jeremy said softly. "But I'm thrilled as fuck that you got to experience how I felt that day." He grinned.

"Yeah, there was this instant...as I watched the deadly ball hurtling towards Philip that I just didn't want to be alive." Troy's tone and expression portrayed the horror that he'd felt. He turned to look at Philip with his heart in his eyes. "I didn't want to be alive to see you die." He whispered.

"Oh, wow!" Stan gasped as he watched Philip stand and move to his mate's side. "He's gonna do it..." All three men watched with amused excitement as Philip lifted his mate's chin and kissed him with so much passion.

"Do you have any idea how I felt when you shifted and charged at Mary?" Philip whispered against Troy's mouth when the kiss ended. "You were ready to kill her for me, baby. That was just..." The alpha looked lost for words.

"I'll kill for you without a thought." Troy murmured. "You're mine.

"Aw, how sweet." Stan drawled as he stretched out beside Jeremy on the bed. "But you might want to leave the rescuing and fighting to your mate next time. He's supposed to protect you, not the other way round."

"That's bullshit." Ryan snorted. "I vote you whoop this asshole's arse one of these days, Troy."

"That would be great actually." Stan grinned. "How about picking me for your combat during the ceremony?"

"He's not picking your bullying arse, Stanislav." Philip growled. As part of the ceremony, Troy was supposed to pick anyone he wanted, for combat. He could even pick his own mate if he so wished.

"Aw come on." Stan groaned as he poured himself some coffee. "Who do you plan on fighting, Troy?"

"I don't know yet." Troy shrugged. "Haven't thought about it. You want me to..."

"No, you're not choosing him." Philip rasped, watching as Julia wheeled in a trolley that had on it more food. "What time are you guys leaving for Agyemang's?" Philip asked as he flopped onto the couch and watched the four on the bed.

"Ryan and I will leave around noon." Jeremy said as he poured some juice into a glass for Ryan. "We're going to teleport." Ryan wasn't too comfortable with sitting in cars for long.

"The guys and I will be setting off in the next hour." Stan said as he picked a sausage. "Do y'all know whether Paige will take a break from that kickboxer of a mate long enough to attend?" Everyone burst into laughter.

"Why don't we call and ask her?" Philip laughed as he dialed Paige on the intercom. "Wouldn't want to invade her mind and...hey sis." He said too cheerfully when they heard Paige clearing her throat.

"What do you want, Lip?" Paige drawled.

"You're on speaker." Philip grinned. "Jer, Stan, Ryan, and Troy are here. We wanted to know whether you'll be going to Agyemang's for the ceremony."

"I wouldn't miss it for the world." Paige said. "Hi, guys."

"Are you coming with...her?" Stan managed to sound like a sulking child.

"She's Amber, Stan." Paige said gently as though she were addressing a kid. "And no, I'm not coming with her." She laughed softly.

"Good." Stan grinned. "Will you join the guys and I?"

"No, I'll drive." Paige chuckled. "I might have to leave before you party animals finish partying."

"Aw come on, Slip..." Stan groaned.

"She has a mate now, Stan." Jeremy said. "You're no longer going to get access to her as you used to. Get used to it. See you there, Slip."

"Definitely, Jer." Paige chuckled. "Troy?"

"Yes, Paige."

"You kicked arse, darling." They could all hear the pride in Paige's voice. "I'm so fucking proud of you."

"Thanks, Paige." Troy grinned. "And thank you for saving the day."

"Yeah, for once my big mouth paid off." She chuckled. "Ryan honey, save me a dance, will ya?"

"You got it, Paige." Ryan laughed. "Regards to Amber."

"Will pass it on. See you guys soon."

After finishing the food and having some laughs, Stan, Jeremy and Ryan left, finally giving Philip and Troy some alone time.

"So..." Philip relaxed into the couch and looked at his mate...who remained seated on the bed, from beneath his lashes. He thought Troy looked amazingly sweet and sexy in his gray sweatpants, white socks, white t-shirt and that adoring bedhead. "You've been ogling my dick huh?"

"Oh, my god..." Troy drew a pillow to cover his flaming face and let out an embarrassed scream, making Philip laugh. "What if I did...do?" He groaned, voice muffled because of the pillow. Philip heard him just fine though.

"I'm not complaining." Philip laughed softly as he left his seat and crawled into the bed between Troy's open legs. "I'm just surprised I never noticed and Stan never mentioned it." He muttered as he reached out to pull the pillow covering his blushing mate's face away. "Hey..."

"Hey..." Troy responded softly, not meeting Philip's eye.

"Know what would have been better than ogling?" Philip whispered.

"What?" Troy whispered back.

"Reaching out to squeeze or touch." The alpha shrugged, the smoldering look on his face drawing an irrepressible moan from his mate. "That would probably...definitely have gotten me rock hard but who cares? I'd have loved that."

"God, when you say naughty things like that..." With a helpless moan, Troy leaned down and captured Philip's lips in a kiss that stole their breath. "Do you have any idea what you do to me when you talk like that?" Troy muttered against his mate's wet lips when the kiss eventually ended.

"Oh, I can see and feel." Philip husked as he grabbed and squeezed Troy's hardness through his sweats.

"Oh, god..." Troy gasped, feeling himself jerk in Philip's grip. "Philip..."

"Come on, let's go take a shower so they can change the sheets and bring some sanity in here." Philip released Troy to the younger man's shock and rolled out of bed.

Troy stared at his mate's retreating back in shocked frustration. Philip had woken him up with breakfast instead of his usual hand-job. He'd therefore thought Philip was going to take care of him like he always did. Clearly, he wasn't going to get so lucky that morning Troy groaned as he got out of bed and followed his mate into the bathroom.

The alpha's mate was definitely not a happy man that very moment.

***

"Are you alright?" Jeremy asked his brother for the third time. And just as the first two times, Troy's answer was the same.

"Fine." Troy muttered.

They were seated in the area reserved for alphas and their mates, in the huge arena of Agyemang's pack-house. The arena was filled with the adults from Agyemang's pack and invited guests. The ceremony was supposed to be a celebration therefore drinks and scrumptious finger food were in abundance. The after-party was usually even bigger. The atmosphere was charged with excited anticipation. The crowd obviously couldn't wait for their alpha to become officially mated. But unlike the excited crowd, the alpha of all alphas was clearly worried about his brother.

"Troy..." Jeremy groaned.

"Listen, that's the second time I've heard your brother say a very false, fine." Jake T, a seven-foot-tall alpha who was known for his crazy nature drawled. "First of all, young man," the alpha addressed Troy, "It's very clear that you're not fine so can you please spare your brother and we the eavesdroppers the bullshit? Secondly, it's obvious that you're pissed off. But from your flushed face, I can tell it's more like sexual frust..."

"Jake..." Jeremy growled low in his throat as Ryan laughed.

"Aw come on boss, don't tell me you can't tell your brother needs to get laid." Jake T drawled. "I can bet my last cent he's pissed off at his mate. Where the fuck is Lip, anyway?" Jake T glanced around the buzzing arena but couldn't see Philip anywhere.

"He went to speak to Agyemang." Ryan chuckled. "Hey..." He stretched out his hand to a frowning Troy and waited until Troy placed a hand in his stretched hand. "Want to tell me what the problem is?" Ryan murmured, staring intently at his brother-in-law's flushed face.

But Troy shook his head, his eyes on his and Ryan's clasped hand. "I'm just..." His glanced up at Jake T. "Can you really tell I need...sex just by looking at me?"

"Yep."

"So why can't..." Troy trailed off when the crowd began to clap and cheer. Troy looked up, trying to see what the ruckus was all about and gasped. Paul had entered the arena. Troy got to his feet and stared at his friend. "Paul..." Even from where he stood, Troy could tell that his friend had changed.

Majority of the pack had never laid eyes on their alpha's mate. But from their reaction, they liked what they were seeing. Usually, a pack was thrilled whenever an unmated alpha found his mate. And because of who Agyemang was...one of the revered alphas, his pack was even more thrilled that he'd found his mate. To Agyemang's pack, their alpha's mate, whose pictures they'd seen on the pack's website, was a handsome young man. But to Troy, the transformation in his friend was simply amazing.

Paul was in jeans and trainers and nothing more. He looked as though he'd filled out. He was no longer looking all lanky and soft. There was an air of confidence around him that hadn't been around the Paul that Troy knew and was used to. For a long moment, he simply stared. It took a while for it to register in Troy's mind that Paul was actually beckoning him with a finger.

"I'll be back, guys." Troy muttered as he started for where Paul stood with a delighted grin on his face.

"Troy..." Paul breathed when Troy got to him. Even his voice sounded different. "I've missed you so damn much." The two friends hugged each other fiercely.

The curious looks on the faces of Agyemang's pack as they watched their alpha's mate hugging Troy said it all. Some looked disapproving whilst others looked downright incredulous. That was their alpha's mate after all. But the announcer's voice soon laid their concerns to rest.

"So for those of you who have only seen pictures of our alpha's mate, you finally get to see the gorgeous, sexy, strong, smart," each word was followed by cheers from the pack, "fun, wise, awesome, charming, fearless, sensual, fit, reliable, protective... did I mention gorgeous?" The roar that went up was deafening. The announcer laughed. "I feel privileged to have met and spoken to him. And trust me, he's all that and more. Ladies and gentlemen, meet Paul!" Everyone was on their feet, clapping, whistling, and cheering.

"They love you." Troy laughed delightedly as he stepped out of Paul's embrace.

"It's so humbling." Paul said shakily as he waved at his cheering pack.

"For those of you wondering who the handsome young man hugging our alpha's mate is, he's none other than Troy Stanton. The younger brother of our alpha of all alphas, Jeremy Stanton and the mate of Alpha Philip Harrington of the Stanwood Pack." There was loud applause. The pack, who knew about Troy and his story couldn't hide their excited grins and enthusiastic applause. "Troy and Paul are best pals. He actually led our Paul straight to our Alpha. So this pack owes him." There were shouts of 'thank you Troy' to which Troy laughed.

"Hey, I'll leave you to this." Troy told Paul. "I'll see you after. All the best."

"Thanks, Troy." Paul hugged Troy again before allowing him to get back to his seat. He remained where he stood though.

"Without wasting any more time, we will ask Paul who he's chosen to combat with on this important day." The announcer's voice boomed over the loudspeakers.

Troy groaned from where he sat when someone pushed a mic against Paul's mouth. "Come on, he doesn't know how to fight." He looked worried.

"Err...you know it's just a formality, right?" Jeremy chuckled. "No matter what, Agyemang will declare him the winner."

"My mate." At Paul's answer, the entire arena erupted with ruckus cheers.

"Well, let the combat begin." The announcer said just as Agyemang appeared on the stage with a naughty look on his face and beckoned his mate.

Paul shook his head with amusement as he looked at his mate, his affection for Agyemang clear for everyone to see. When he crouched down and began to take off his trainers, everyone waited, thinking he wanted to fight barefoot. But when he got back on his feet and began to slowly unzip his pants, the crowd went wild.

"What is he doing?" Troy gasped.

"Son of a bitch." Jake T breathed. "They gonna fight in wolf form."

"But they're supposed to fight in human form." Ryan said, looking confused.

"He's the alpha." Philip said quietly, his gaze on his mate. "He changed the rules." Their gazes locked.

"Why did he change the rules?" Troy whispered.

"Because he could." Philip shrugged. "You said it yourself. Paul has had no training. He wouldn't know what to do in combat. But in wolf form, he can fight. A.G. didn't want his mate feeling inadequate and embarrassed because he couldn't fight."

"So he changed the rules." Troy suddenly felt all warm inside but didn't know why. He managed to tear his gaze away from his mate's to look at his friend. His breath hitched in his throat at what he saw. Paul was on all fours, clearly struggling to shift. As a newly turned wolf, that was only to be expected. It would take some time for Paul to be able to shift easily. "Come on..." Troy breathed as he watched his friend. "You can do it..." He encouraged under his breath. "Concentrate..." Troy didn't see how his own mate was smiling tenderly at him. To Philip, his mate sounded like a mother urging on her child. "That's it..." Troy couldn't help the proud grin that widened his lips when Paul shifted into a tawny brown wolf. The wolf's fur had patches of black, white and gold but the dominant colour was brown. "He's beautiful." Troy breathed.

It was only after Paul had shifted and started to walk towards where Agyemang stood on the wide stage that the proud-looking alpha allowed his own wolf to take over.

"There he is..." Jake T breathed with awed amusement when Agyemang shifted into a large jet black wolf. Black wolves were noted for their non-nonsense attitude and ferociousness. It made them even more attractive. But from Jake T's reaction, there was clearly more than met the eye. "Damn, he's fine." He moaned as he sat forward.

"T, really?" Jeremy drawled as Philip laughed.

"I can admire, can't I?" Jake T shrugged. "Don't worry, there's nothing there. We were both just kids so..." He watched with rapt attention just like everyone else in the arena. "But he was one of my best fucks."

"Aw come on..." Philip groaned as the other alphas burst into laughter. "We don't want to know what you two idiots did in your teens."

"I'm going to enjoy this." Jake T rubbed his hands together with glee as they watched the brown wolf slowly approach the black alpha wolf, its movement so supple and sensual.

When Paul's wolf got to his mate, it nuzzled against it, as if it was getting acquainted. For a moment, the alpha wolf remained in a non-threatening dominance stance and allowed the smaller wolf to sniff and lick at him. Then the alpha suddenly let out a low growl and attacked the brown wolf. The aggressive combat that ensued lasted for all of thirty seconds, then it morphed into something totally different that left the audience breathless. It was a perfectly executed erotic romping...almost as if the two wolves were dancing the tango.

The magnificent alpha and his beautiful mate rolled around with grace and sensuality, licking and lightly biting each other in a sexy hypnotic way that was intimate and absolutely seductive. The passion and intense desire that burned in their every move was just beautiful to watch. The alpha and his mate would briefly stop rolling around and just stare deeply into each other's eyes with such blatant desire it felt as if they were having a steamy foreplay to crazy sex. Then they would get back to their romping.

"Fuck..." Jake T groaned as he reached down to adjust himself inside his pants. "So goddamn stimulating. I'm getting very hot and bothered...and very fast."

"You're not alone." Jeremy rasped as he pulled Ryan off his seat and into his lap. "I need to kiss you so bad right now." He whispered to his flushed mate.

The antics of the beasts were the perfect portrayal of all the passion and sexuality that was the trademark of their species. And the sweet whimpers that fell out of the smaller wolf anytime there was a slight gap between it and the alpha was just so cute it brought smiles to people's faces. The connection between the two was definitely mesmerizing.

"You okay?" Philip murmured when he felt Troy's hand slip into his.

"I think I forgot to breathe." Troy responded shakily.

When the smaller wolf suddenly pinned the bigger wolf down, an excited murmur went up in the crowd. Some actually laughed, others clicked their glasses against that of others. But Paul's wolf didn't remain standing over his mate in a dominating form as a wolf who'd won a combat was expected to do. He rather sat comfortably on the stomach of the alpha wolf and licked at his face affectionately.

"Wow! Just wow..." The announcer's subdued voice was heard through the speakers just as the high priest of Agyemang's pack came forward. "Do we have a winner?" The announcer asked.

"I believe we do." The high priest chuckled as he beckoned the alpha and his mate with his wand. "Can all the council members join me up here please?" The high priest requested as the alpha wolf shifted back to human...a very rock-hard human.

Agyemang waited patiently for his mate to shift too. And when he did, the alpha drew him into his arms for a fierce hug. Paul visibly shook. He wouldn't leave Agyemang's arms even when he was asked to stand beside him. His need for his mate was so strong it was obvious he wasn't bothered at all about what was coming. If anything, he rather wanted to get to that part quickly.

"He wants to be fucked so bad." Jake T chuckled, drawing laughter from the alphas within earshot.

"You would too if your sex-addict of a mate suddenly decides not to give you any after you've been freshly turned into a werewolf." Philip drawled, watching the high priest and his council members do what they were supposed to do.

"You're shitting me." Jake T's eyes went wide in surprise. "'Cause the guy has been human till now. And we all know how these humans find it difficult to get naked in front of others." He laughed.

"Much less, have sex in front of others." Another alpha chipped it.

"My point exactly, Cyril." Jake T slapped a hand on his thigh. "So I was rather surprised that this one doesn't appear bothered by his current situation but rather looks like he wants the D this very instant." He chuckled. "A.G... That sly, calculating motherfucker." He shook his head in amusement.

"It worked." Philip shrugged.

"So...what is going to be your strategy, Lip?" The tall alpha asked as Troy moved away from them to answer a call. "Or our Troy is ready to go through it..." Jake T looked amused.

"I'd probably have to edge him to the point of no return first." Philip drawled. "He's not gonna do it."

"Aw come on... What's it with these Stanton boys?" Jake T threw up his hands in exasperation. "Y'all always want to find a reason not to give us a live show when it matters most." The alphas who heard him burst into laughter.

"Fuck off, T." Jeremy laughed.

"Don't take no for an answer, Lip. I'm looking forward to it." Jake T muttered. "He has to do it."

"Wait until you find a mate as stubborn as a Stanton." Philip chuckled. "Then we will see whether your 'don't take no for an answer' kind of attitude," he gave the phrase air quotes, "will work." He ignored Jake T's snort and looked up at the stage when the crowd erupted with whistles and cheers.

"Oh my god, I think they're about to do it." Troy groaned as he took his seat beside Philip.

The rich, electrifying instrumentals of Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah began to play in the arena. On stage, Paul was moving backward, away from a determined-looking Agyemang who was approaching him slowly, like a panther about to pounce on its prey. Besides the hungry look in Paul's eyes as he stared up at his mate, the hard leaking cock bobbing in front of him said it all. He wanted his mate. He was saying something to Agyemang but the crowd couldn't hear. Troy gasped when Paul's back hit the wall, stopping his backward movement. A hush fell on the crowd when Agyemang got to his mate and slowly lowered his mouth onto his. The two men kissed each other with such passion some of the on-lookers moaned. Then almost as if he was possessed, Paul began to literally climb Agyemang until his legs wrapped around his mate's hips and his arms coiled around his neck. With Paul stuck between the wall and Agyemang, the crowd could see the alpha's back and his mate's face. Agyemang didn't waste time at all. He reached down and gently guided his engorged length into his whimpering mate. Then he hooked an arm each under each of Paul's thighs and began to slowly fuck into him with skillful eroticism.

"He didn't lube him up." Troy sounded as if he was being deprived of air. "He must be in pain."

"Look at his face, Troy." Philip murmured, staring at Paul's bliss-filled face which everyone could clearly see. "Is that the face of someone who's in pain? And you did see that cock, right?" At Troy's dazed nod, Philip went on. "Think it would have been able to slip into your pal if there was no lube involved?"

"Holy hell." Troy breathed when a cry tore out of Paul.

Agyemang was fucking Paul with slow deep strokes against the wall. The way the alpha's dark butt contracted and relaxed with each thrust and the way Paul's eyes rolled to the back of his head with each filling was just enthralling to watch. Troy had watched porn just once with his self-appointed-instructor, Paul. He'd thought what he watched had been hot. Well, it didn't hold a candle to what he was witnessing that very moment. The carnal dance that he was watching was so salacious Troy felt his heart pound, warmth fill his body, mouth go dry, and his painfully hard cock leak inside his boxers. And that music... the sweet soberness of the beautiful chords and notes conveyed strong desire and spiritual uplifting which added to the eroticism on the stage. Troy was so aroused he thought he'd go insane if he didn't distance himself from what was going on. He shot to his feet.

"Baby?" Philip stood too.

"I need to use the bathroom." Troy rasped. "Be right back."

Troy followed one of the attendants whose job was to see to the alphas and their mates, to a state-of-the-art washroom. Fortunately, there was no one in the washroom to witness Troy's frustration. He unzipped his pants to free his painfully constricted erection and began to pace like a caged animal. He could still hear that beautiful sensual music, and that wasn't helping at all. Lust boomed in his gut as his channel twitched. Admittedly, he'd never experienced what his friend was experiencing that very moment but truth be told, he'd never wanted something more. Troy wanted...no, needed to be taken by his mate. That look on Paul's face as Agyemang took him... Troy wanted that.

"Fuck..." He swore, feeling perspiration slide down his temple. He knew he needed to calm himself down but couldn't.

With a groan, Troy reached out to touch the tiled wall with one hand and began to fist his pulsing shaft with the other, knowing very well that anyone could walk in and see him. He just didn't care. He definitely needed more than a mere touch to his dick. But anything was better than nothing...right?

"Troy?" The hitch in Philip's breathing could not be helped. The alpha felt himself go weak at the knee at the sight of his mate pleasuring himself. It wasn't every day that one got to witness an act so intimate and erotic. Although he'd felt Troy's need like never before, catching him beating off had definitely not been what he'd been expecting when he'd decided to come after his mate. Troy raised his head and met Philp's gaze but said nothing. Neither did he stop stroking himself. "Come here." Philip didn't even recognize his own voice. That was how much affected he was.

Troy pinned his stare on his mate for a moment, his breath coming out harshly. Then without bothering to tuck himself in, he went to Philip and buried his face against the neck of his obviously aroused mate. When Philip's hand touched Troy's cock, he couldn't suppress the moan of pleasure that tore out of his throat.

"I need you, Philip." Troy breathed, flicking out his tongue to lick at his mate's skin.

"Fuck..." Philip groaned as a delicious shudder sizzled through him.

"And not just for a hand-job." Troy went on as a drop of moisture beaded on the head of his cock, formed a clear line and dripped to the floor. "I need more than that." He began to suck on the sensitive spot on Philip's neck, drawing an irrepressible cry from the alpha.

"Christ, Troy..." Philip's breath came out in harsh pants. "You know we're not supposed..."

"I need you inside me." Troy cut him off. He knew the effect he had on his mate. But he also knew how controlled Philip was. This time, however, he didn't intend to stop pushing until his mate gave in to his demand. "I will beg if I have to. Please, Philip. I'll go insane if..." His words ended in a gasp when he found himself staring at his mate's back, upside down. "Philip?"

But the alpha of Stanwood said nothing as he walked out of the washroom and out of the arena with his mate over his shoulder like a caveman. He was going to give his mate exactly what he wanted and his council be damned.

***

Philip entered the chalet assigned to him and his mate, shut the door, and brought Troy down. His hungry lips were hard and hot on Troy's even before his mate could find his footing, kissing him deeply and with raw passion. With a hand cradling the back of Troy's head, Philip shoved him against the wall and plundered his sweet mouth, overwhelming Troy's senses in a ruthless assault. Philip knew he had to rein in some control and stop what he was doing...hoped that he would be able to stop.

But it was so hard...

Troy totally melted against Philip, kissing him back as hard as he was receiving. He was lost in sensations so sharp and raw it felt as if the world was swirling around them. He felt his mate's hardness against him and wondered exactly when Philip had freed himself. That hard, enormous, jutting evidence of Philip's desire for him never ceased to floor and excite him. Troy tore his mouth away from Philip's and sunk to his knees before his handsome and totally captivating mate.

"Troy..." Philip groaned as if he was in pain when he felt a sweet warmth around the head of his cock. "Oh fuck, baby..." If the alpha thought he could exercise control enough to stop what he was doing, what his mate did next, threw that thought out of the window.

Troy sucked on the head of his mate's throbbing hardness like a starving baby at its mother's nipple. With one hand, he stroked the shaft as he licked, slurped, and sucked on the head and with the other, he reached up under Philip's t-shirt and worked a hardened nipple with his fingers. And the entire time, his lust-filled eyes remained locked on Philip's, asking...pleading...seducing... Philip was to wonder, afterward, how he'd managed to stay on his feet. The combination of sensations he felt from his mate blew his mind. Those luscious lips on him sucking hard, the stroking hand, the fingers on his nipple, and those beautiful blue eyes looking into his very soul... The alpha knew he was fucked. There was no going back, he thought with determination as he allowed his head to fall back in blissful abandon. He was definitely going to take his mate. Philip couldn't suppress his grunts and cries of ecstasy. With his head thrown back and his fingers tangled in Troy's hair, the alpha was a picture of male ecstasy.

"Enough..." Philip suddenly growled as he reached down to lift Troy off the floor and throw him onto the bed. "Are you ready for this?" He rasped as he stripped out of his clothes.

"I was born ready." Troy breathed as his appreciative gaze followed Philip's every move, his mouth watering at the sight of that exquisite male beauty.

"Well, technically you were born naked and screaming but I believe you." Philip rasped as he got on the bed and unwrapped his sexy mate. The look in his eyes showed how much he adored his mate's body. "I could look at you twenty-four-seven and not get tired."

"I know..." Troy whispered, reaching up to brush his fingers through Philip's hair. "You always look at me like I'm some masterpiece. You make me feel like art...you make me feel beautiful." He breathed.

"You are beautiful." Philip murmured as he lowered his head to Troy's chest and captured a hard nipple with his mouth.

"Oohh..." Troy gasped, arching his back and cradled the back of Philip's head to keep him on that flesh. "Feels so good." His moans soon turned into erotic cries as Philip worked those nipples. He was leaking like a faulty tap.

"Baby, I really wanted to do this right." Philip murmured when Troy began to frenziedly rut against him. "But I want you so bad right now I can't worship this body as I would have wished." He husked as he reached out to open the drawer attached to the bedside table and grabbed the tube of lube in there.

"You did a lot of worshiping last night, Philip." Troy panted, lifting his arse to enable Philip push the pillow he'd grabbed, under it. "In fact, you outdid yourself. Now all I want is to feel you inside me so..." He shrugged. "Give it to me." He gave Philip the sexist grin which turned into a moan when Philip stretched out on top of him. The feel of Philip's naked body against his was absolutely amazing.

"Oh, I'm going to give it to you alright." Philip said huskily as with one hand, he pinned Troy's hands above his head. He latched onto a nipple as he rubbed his slick thumb against Troy's puckered hole. "Relax." Philip muttered when he felt Troy tense up.

"I'm trying." Troy whimpered, fearing the unknown despite the fact that he needed his mate with his entire being. "I'm a little nervous. Sorry."

"Don't apologize." Philip pressed a kiss on Troy's lips. "It's only natural for you to feel nervous. Let's try this..." Was all the warning Troy got before he felt his mate's tongue on his mark. He moaned as an intense shudder rocked his body.

"Oh god..." Troy's eyes fluttered shut in ecstasy as Philip's mouth slowly drove him mindless.

Philip licked and sucked on that mark that never ceased to drive his mate crazy. Troy moaned loudly, his legs opening wider to give his mate better access to his hole. And as the alpha naughtily worked the mark, he breached his mate's virgin hole. Troy didn't tense up on him this time.

"Ahhh Philip..." Troy cried out as two totally different sensations invaded his senses. Whilst the feeling of being penetrated was foreign and uncomfortable, the pleasure of having Philip's mouth on his mark brought him intense pleasure, distracting him.

Troy gasped when Philip added a second finger, pushing past the tight ring of muscle, urging him on their mind-link to relax and push back on his invading fingers even as he worked his mark. Then there were three, working his hole...opening him up. After a while, Troy began to slowly rock against the fingers, the expression on his face showing how much he was enjoying what Philip was doing.

"Fuck, you look so sexy like this." Philip murmured huskily. "I could come just from looking at you."

"I want it, Philip." Troy moaned.

"You want what?" Philip released Troy's hands.

"Your cock." Troy muttered even as heat suffused his cheeks at his bold words. "Make me yours."

"Troy..." Philip breathed shakily as he raised his head to stare into his mate's lust-glazed eyed. He looked as if couldn't believe he'd been given something so precious. He lined his throbbing cock with his mate's well-prepared hole, his eyes not leaving his for even a second. "I love you." Philip whispered as he began to slowly push into Troy.

The film of tears in Troy's eyes as he stared up at his mate had nothing to do with the slight pain he felt. He simply felt overwhelmed with emotions. Breath held, he clung to Philip's shoulder as his tight ring was breached.

"Shit, you're huge." Troy gasped as he opened his legs wider. For a moment, he wondered whether he would be able to accommodate his mate's girth.

"You knew I was." Philip pointed out, closing the distance between their lips to give Troy a quick kiss. "Just relax and push out." He instructed as he sunk deep, his eyes never leaving Troy's.

"Oh, my god..." Troy felt every hard inch of that thick heavy length as it stretched him. He felt his unused channel rippling around the invading hardness and tied to mentally adjust to the feeling of being filled. "Shit..." He gasped when a brush against a particular spot inside him caused the most sensational feeling to explode within. "Philip..."

"I'm almost there, baby." Philip breathed as his eyes lost focus. He'd never been inside anyone sweeter. "Fuck..." He growled low in his throat when he finally bottomed out.

"Phil..." Troy's eyes fluttered shut as perspiration broke out across his skin. The fullness and pleasure he felt was unbelievably amazing. "Damn..." He couldn't suppress the whimper that fell from his lips.

"This is where I belong." Philip murmured shakily as he buried his face against Troy's neck. "Inside of you. Nothing has ever felt this good." His voice was barely above a whisper. "You have an incredible arse, baby." Philip sounded as if he was in agony. "Are you okay?"

The burden on Philip right then was rather heavy. Being inside his mate's tight warmth after months of not having sex was hell because he had to exercise control not only to ensure that he didn't hurt his mate but also not to come too soon and ruin his mate's first time. But that tight sweet grip on his starving cock was definitely not helping. Philip groaned when he felt his balls constrict. He visibly shook as he tried to resist the growing pressure in those huge balls. Philip bit lower lip until he tasted blood.

'Troy?' He choked on their mind-link. 'Talk to me, please.' The alpha sounded so desperate his mate's eyes widened in confusion.

"What is it?" Troy asked out loud.

"I'm trying not to come." Philip groaned. "Distract me, please. With anything."

"Oh..." Troy looked speechless for a moment. Then... "Is there a magical explanation as to why Jake T is so tall?" Troy blurted out, making a totally surprised Philip shake with laughter.

"Seriously?" Philip raised his head and looked down at his mate's flushed smiling face. "Was that the best you could come up with?"

"It worked, didn't it?" Troy drew Philip's head down for a quick tender kiss. "I don't feel you flooding my insides with the warmth I was told to expect when you eventually release those baby makers." He mumbled, surprising his mate even more. "Not my words." He giggled when Philip's eyes went wide with incredulity at his choice of words.

"Yeah, blame someone else." Philip breathed as he began to move within Troy. "Damn, you're tight."

"Oh god..." Troy moaned as his head fell back. He absolutely loved the delicious friction he felt with every slow stroke Philip gave him. The hint of pain, coupled with tingles and sensations generated by that heavenly cock moving along his inner walls had him gasping with pleasure. It was like nothing he'd ever felt. "This is so good." He gasped.

"How about making it better than good..." Philip husked as his rhythm quickened, drawing a cry from Troy. His hip moved with such skill Troy was reduced to a panting, whimpering, pleading mess. "You feel... so perfect." Philip actually sounded drunk. "Wrap your legs around me, baby." He ordered.

"Philip..." Troy's husky cry filled the room as soon as he did as his mate had commanded because everything changed. The pleasure that exploded inside him was just indescribable. Troy was sure Philip had found that button Paul had told him about. "Oh, my god..." He gasped as he trembled with pleasure.

Philip never went too deep and never too fast. He stuck to the perfect rhythm and angle that drove his mate wild. He was gentle but relentless in his skillful delivery, sending Troy deep into rapture with a steady rhythm that made his head spin and his body burn.

"You're so sweet." Philip groaned as he thrust in and out of a moaning Troy. "I never want this to end." His hip did a slow sexy undulation that brought a cry out of Troy. "Nothing sweeter in this world..." His mouth went to work on one of Troy's ears, tracing the outer shell and sucking on the lobe. "You're like heaven." Philip whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "My heaven!"

"Oh, Philip..." The tremor in Troy's voice showed how much his mate's words had affected him. "You're mine too."

Everything escalated so quickly from that point on as bliss threatened to steal the sanity of both men. The climb to the peak came so fast both men were shocked. Troy couldn't hold back his screams of pleasure when Philip's strokes suddenly became frenzied, nailing that sweet spot with each thrust. He unraveled.

"Holy shit!" Troy gave a desperate cry as the wave built into an intense ache, spiraling through his body so exquisitely his vision blurred. "Philip..." He gasped when he felt the sweet beginnings of an explosion. "Yes...yes..." Troy virtually sobbed as he reached for that ecstasy. He could feel Philip thickening inside him, clearly getting ready to burst too. "God..." He whispered shakily...almost as if he was in shock as he fell into a chasm of bliss. Nothing could stop him from flying apart.

Philip felt Troy tighten and spasm rhythmically around him just as the scent of his essence hit his nostrils. His eyes turned amber. It was time, the alpha wolf growled from within as Philip turned Troy's head to the side, bared his fangs, and sunk deep into his mark even as he flooded him with his hot cum. The pleasure was deep, endless and terrifyingly amazing.

Troy couldn't make a sound. All he could do was feel. And what he felt was just out of this world. He felt his mate's intense love, undying devotion, protectiveness, ownership, and adoration even as an orgasm which was beyond anything he'd ever experienced, continued to blast through him like an endlessly storm. Philip, on the other hand, seemed to have completely lost control. He couldn't seem to suppress his guttural moans which were the only sounds that could be heard in the room. What both men felt... It was one of those sublime moments in a person's life that could only be described as phenomenal.

Philip eventually retracted his fangs and licked the wound shut but he remained deep inside Troy's tight heat, still completely hard. He was so much captivated by the look in his mate's eyes, he just couldn't look away. Troy didn't look as if he was capable of speech but his eyes spoke volumes. Philip had never seen that much love and reverence in one person's eyes...and all for him too. He didn't think it would have felt any more powerful if Troy had actually told him he loved him that very moment. Seeing that enraptured look in his mate's eyes was worth all the lambasting that awaited him for breaking the rule. Philip tenderly wiped the streaks of tears on Troy's temple and then stroked his cheekbones with the pads of his thumbs as he got lost in his mate's gaze.

"Stunning." Philip whispered, utterly in awe of his mate. "I'm not done with you." The alpha murmured huskily. "You're coming for me again." He flipped them so that he was on his back with Troy on top, still impaled on his throbbing cock. "Now, give me that mouth." Philip captured Troy's mouth in a languid kiss as he began to thrust up into him slowly, his hand caressing Troy's back and arse-cheeks possessively. That devastatingly sweet kiss...the kind which just steals your breath away, and the deep lazy strokes felt so good both men were left in a state of euphoria.

This time the two love-birds lasted longer. After enjoying a slow sensual fuck for a long moment, Philip suddenly gripped Troy's arse and pushed him off his cock until just the head grazed his entrance.

"Philip?" Troy whimpered, hating the loss of that sweet length and his mate's mouth.

"Brace yourself..." Was all the warning he got before Philip pulled him down as he thrust up, sliding so deep into the sensitive tightness Troy screamed as dizziness assailed his senses.

With harsh grunts, the alpha began to rock his mate up and down his length, reducing Troy to a babbling mess as agonizing pleasure flooded every nerve ending in his body. He found himself at the very edge of ecstasy before he even knew what was happening.

"Oh...I...I..." Troy whimpered thickly as his entire body shuddered in one continuous pleasurable wave. His thighs tightened around Philip. Just as the first shot flew out, Philip reared up and latched onto that mark again. He sucked hard. "Philip..." Troy screamed as spasms wracked his body.

Hearing his mate scream his name as he climaxed made the alpha's chest swell with so much joy and pride he erupted, flooding his mate for the second time. Troy's spasming channel squeezed and milked Philip, prolonging his orgasm. It was a fierce pleasurable ride which left both men trembling. When their trembles eventually subsided, Troy went slack against Philip, looking so drained and blissed out. The completely satiated alpha wrapped his arms around him and just listened to him breathe. After what seemed like hours, Philip turned them on their side and slowly slipped out of Troy. Then he got out of bed and went to the en-suite bathroom for a washcloth. Back in the room, the alpha cleaned up his mate thoroughly. He knew he had to lick and heal the raw flesh around Troy's ravaged hole but he didn't have the heart to disturb his sleeping mate. He would work on that in the morning, he decided. With that resolution made, Philip took the washcloth back to the bathroom, opening his mind-link to Jeremy as he went.

'Lip, don't tell me...' Jeremy groaned immediately after he felt his friend in his head. He'd guessed what was happening when both his friend and his brother completely shut everyone out. 'Come on bruh...'

'We will be spending the night.' Philip said calmly but Jeremy didn't miss the pride and joy in his friend's voice. 'We'll talk tomorrow when I get home, yeah?'

'Alright.' Jeremy sighed. 'Is he okay?' He asked quietly.

'What do you think?' Philip couldn't help the soft delighted laughter that escaped.

'You horny son-of-a-bitch.' Jeremy chuckled. 'I'm happy for you. Tomorrow then.'

'Hey, keep Stan away from my chalet, will ya?'

Jeremy burst into laughter. 'You got it.'

Philip was still smiling when got back into the bedroom. He stood at the foot of the bed and simply stared at his mate. He'd never loved anyone more. It literally felt like his heart was walking outside his body. That was how intense his feelings for his mate was. He knew he would do anything to protect Troy.

"Are you going to stand there and stare for the rest of the evening?" Troy's question, which was asked in a soft, exhausted voice, made Philip laugh.

"Can't I admire my mate in whom I'm well pleased?" Philip chuckled as he got into bed. "I thought you were sleeping." He began to lavish Troy from head to toe with luscious kisses, conveying warmth and tenderness without making Troy feel pressured to respond. His mate's energy was clearly depleted but his occasional giggles just melted the alpha's heart. Philip finally drew the covers over their bodies and wrapped his arms around Troy. "Are you okay?"

"Never better." Troy moaned. "That was out of this world." He added in a whisper, almost as if he couldn't believe how good it had been. "It was beyond my every erotic imagination. Thank you."

"I should be the one thanking you, baby." Philip lifted Troy's chin with a finger and stared into his smiling eyes. The alpha didn't think there was a more beautiful smile. "Remember how you said I make you feel like art?" At Troy's nod, Philip pressed a kiss on his lips. "Your smile makes my heart feel like a big ball of fuzzy stuff."

Troy gave a tremulous smile. "Really?" His smile widened at Philip's nod. "Well, you should know that you make my breath catch whenever you look into my eyes." He whispered. "Like you're doing now."

"My heart literally misses a beat whenever you message me." Philip muttered, his heavy-lidded eyes filled with warmth.

"Now I don't know whether to keep sending them or stop." Troy laughed softly. "'Cause I want this heart to beat for the rest of my life." He touched Philip's sexy left pec.

"Then keep sending them to keep this heart pumping. You know which kind would do the job even better..." He drawled with a naughty smirk.

"Alright, alright I'll start sending the pictures...and the videos..." Troy said and then promptly burst into laughter when Philip gave a fist pump. "You're so silly. And I love you so fucking much." He looked up at his mate with a sombre expression. "Wanna know something that you do every day that I just love?" Troy asked softly.

"Tell me."

"I love it when you kiss me all over whilst we're both still half asleep in the morning." Troy laughed softly.

"I'm never going to stop then." Philip murmured with a wicked twinkle in his eyes. "I also love how you don't realize when I'm flirting with you and get all flustered when you eventually realize." Philip tried to maintain a serious look but then erupted with laughter when Troy groaned and bit him lightly on the shoulder.

"You're an asshole."

"And you're the cutest boy on the block." The alpha responded and then proceeded to give Troy a toe-curling kiss. "You're mine, Troy." Philip whispered when the kiss ended. "Just as I'm yours. It's us against the world."

"You mean, us against the council." Troy snorted, making Philip burst into laughter. "Those old folks are going to hand you your arse." He yawned.

"That's not how it's going to go at all, my love." Philip's expression turned serious. "Time to pull rank!" He breathed.

"Fuck yeah!"

"Get some sleep." Philip kissed his tired-looking mate on the forehead. "Tomorrow is going to be interesting."

The alpha had no idea just how accurate his words were.

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