Arrow Inferno
Chapter 68: Jeremy Stanton vs. Ryan Hicks ~ Feral attraction in the midst of hatred… Ripple effect!

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"Fuck, I really need to take these idiots out of the system." Jeremy panted harshly when the door to his suite opened to reveal a haggard-looking Philip.

"Not the best time." Ryan gasped breathlessly, rocking back harder against Jeremy. He didn't even care that Philip was in the suite and could see them. No, he didn't give a flying fuck. He was on the verge of a climax and nothing was going to stop him from grasping that sweet release.

"I know," Jeremy grunted, thrusting deeply into Ryan from behind. "They need to be able to come in to check on you in my absence."

Jeremy was surprised but thrilled that his mate hadn't scrambled away from him when Philip entered the suite. They were in bed with Jeremy spooned behind Ryan, slowly fucking the breath out of him beneath the covers. Jeremy pushed himself up on his elbows to get a better look at his Beta. He looked...

"Don't stop, Jer..." Ryan gasped, his body shaking with the beginnings of his climax. "Please don't stop..."

"Not going anywhere, beautiful," Jeremy whispered, suddenly understanding why his mate hadn't moved away. He was almost there... Jeremy leaned down and latched onto the mark, and then began to suck on it...hard.

With a cry, Ryan flew apart, the spasms intense, the pleasure incredible. His contracting channel gripped Jeremy's cock so tightly he didn't have any choice but to follow his mate into bliss. Jeremy's hold on Ryan's hip tightened as he erupted inside his spasming heat, his gorgeous face contorted in ecstasy. The alpha came so hard he couldn't catch his breath. Even after both men stopped spurting, they writhed against each other in delirious pleasure.

"Fuuuuck!" Jeremy growled, hugging Ryan to him fiercely. "I didn't realize you had me that worked up. Fuck." He gasped. "Are you okay?" At Ryan's sleepy nod, Jeremy pressed a kiss against his temple. "Get some sleep whilst I see to Lip," Jeremy said softly as he reached behind him for one of the small towels, dislodging his spent cock from Ryan's body in the process. "And I promise immediately I get back, they're so gone off my system." He murmured as he first wiped Ryan clean, and then himself.

"Leave them alone." Ryan yawned, overwhelming exhaustion tugging at his muscles. He couldn't keep his eyes open. "Tell Philip I said I'm sorry." He mumbled.

"What are you sorry for?" Jeremy asked with a curious look.

"Having sex in his presence." He responded to Jeremy's surprise. They were wolves for fuck's sake. They had sex in the presence of each other all the fucking time. His mate obviously didn't get the memo.

"Why the fuck do you have to apologize?" Jeremy drawled. "He came into your room without announcing himself first. He should be the one apologizing." Jeremy leaned over a virtually sleeping Ryan. "Are you really bothered he saw us? Would you rather we'd stopped when he came in?"

"Hell, no." Ryan chuckled sleepily. "I couldn't have stopped even if the room had caught fire. Just trying to be a gentleman, that's all." He slurred, making Jeremy burst into laughter.

And even before Jeremy left the bed, Ryan was already dead to the world.

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"What the fuck happened to you?" Jeremy asked, giving Philip a once-over.

"Do you have any idea what you've done?" Philip growled with an icy glare at the alpha.

"I can't say I do," Jeremy said as he turned towards the closet. "But I'm sure you're going to tell me." He pulled on black sweatpants and a black t-shirt. Then he went back to where his obviously pissed-off beta stood. "I'm waiting." "You were supposed to mark him not have sex with him," Phillip said coolly.

"So I had sex with my mate." Jeremy shrugged. "What's it to you?"

"Jeremy, people couldn't help but have sex at a point last night," Philip whispered. "It was...insane. We couldn't control ourselves."

"So you got some." Jeremy grinned, completely missing the point. "Cool." Jeremy went to the fridge and took out a 1.5-liter bottle of water, totally missing the incredulous look on Philip's face. By the time the bottle came away from his lips, it was empty.

"Just how long have you two been going at it, Jer," Philip asked curiously.

"Since last night. Not that it's any of your business though." Jeremy shrugged. "So unless you have something very important to tell me, I'll go join my mate now. I need to catch some sleep."

"Did you hear the part about people having the urge to fuck...at the same time last night?" Philip asked.

"What do you mean at the same time?" Jeremy asked with a frown. "Not that there's anything wrong with being horny."

"Do you remember the exact time you...marked him?"

"Around eight p. m. Why."

"Oh, Jer..." Philip groaned, racking his fingers through his hair. "They're right. You triggered it."

"Who's right? And what did I trigger?" The alpha looked confused.

"You...you marked Ryan whilst fucking him."

"Well, that's how it's supposed to be done."

"Yeah but...everyone felt it in the pack house, Jer. And it couldn't be ignored. Even those who are not mated and are not together, but found themselves together at that moment couldn't help but have sex. It was that intense." "What the fuck!" Jeremy exclaimed. "All because I... This is sick. Who did you find yourself..."

"Never mind who I fucked." Philip snapped. "Dad and...Mama G were together."

"Oh fuck!" Jeremy bellowed.

"That's what I said." Philip groaned.

"So they...people fucked till this morning?"

"No, thank God." Philip breathed. "It was all about the urge, Jeremy. Once it took hold of you, you only got free after a release." Philip explained. "I'm sure that was probably the moment you bit him." "Oh god," Jeremy muttered.

"How come we never asked why an alpha really had to go through all that exhibitionistic bullshit just to claim his mate?" Philip looked genuinely surprised.

"Well... we all know it's so that everyone will see that the alpha can make his mate happy." Jeremy drawled with a shrug. "Is there supposed to be another reason?"

"Apparently there is." Philip folded his arms across his broad chest. "When an alpha mates and marks his mate, the intensity of their hunger for each other flows through pack members who are of age. A full-blown orgy can actually breakout if the right steps are not taken."

"What?" Jeremy looked shocked. "Right steps?"

"The council. Apparently whatever those freaky elders do during the ceremony prevents such bizarre situations from occurring. They only want the alpha to fuck and mark in the presence of everyone to enable them keep an eye on the pack... make sure whatever they did to prevent a fuckfest worked. And that was why you were asked to simply mark him, you pervy fucker." Philip growled.

"Perv... I seem to be getting that word a lot between last night and this morning." Jeremy shook his head with mock hurt. "And from none other than my mate and best friend. With friends like you, who needs enemies?" He ducked with a burst of laughter, dodging the punch aimed his way. "Well, that'll teach the council for keeping everything shrouded in secrecy. If I knew the real reason behind this..." He waved his hand to indicate Philip's revelation, "it may have stopped me from..." His grin was downright dirty.

"Yeah right," Philip muttered, knowing his friend would have still gone ahead and fucked his mate.

"Aww come on, Lip." Jeremy laughed. "I would probably have insisted on the ceremony before I'm kicked to the Fort." He said, sounding nothing like someone who was actually going to 'hell' by midnight that very day. He looked...content. "So...what are we going to do about those two?" Jeremy asked, referring to their parents.

"What can we do?" Philip shrugged. "I think it's about time they both let go of the dead and have some fun anyway, don't you think?"

"Yeah, but mum...eww?" Jeremy shivered at the thought of his mother having sex. "So...who did you fuck?"

"Buzz off." Philip laughed. "Go get some sleep. I need some myself. I'll come and check up on you later."

"Okay." Jeremy yawned, looking up at the projected clock on the wall. It was a quarter past five a. m. "Fuck, how time flies when you need it to stay still." He muttered wistfully.

"Are you okay?" Philip asked quietly.

"Never better. I just wish I had more time." Jeremy gave a deep sigh, his gorgeous face etched with a sudden sadness. "I'm scared, Lip." He finally whispered.

"Oh god, Jer..." With an anguished growl, Philip drew his alpha, best friend, and the brother he never had, into his arms and hugged him fiercely.

It was obvious that Jeremy was trying to put up a brave face. The satisfaction derived from being with his mate had only made it easier. For the umpteenth time, the Beta wished for a miracle to prevent what was about to happen. After about two minutes of just drawing strength from each other, they let each other go. But Philip didn't miss the smirk on Jeremy's face.

"Camilla. I can smell her on you." Jeremy couldn't hide his amusement. "She was the one huh?"