Check Mate

Lenore led Harry and Remus to the Circle area and snickered quietly as Harry stared in awe at it. The trees that encompassed it must have been as old as Hogwarts from the size of them, and he could almost feel them talking to one another. There were torches stuck in the ground, outlining the area in light. Between and in front of the torches was the Pack. It was then that Harry noticed that they were all nude.

Remus looked at him “Nervous?” he asked.

“A little, yeah.”

“It will be okay, I promise you. I’ll be right here beside you.”

Lenore chose that moment to say, “Harry, you and Remus should undress and go and stand at the altar stone, facing one another.”

Harry looked deep within himself and found his missing Gryffindor courage and began undressing, stealing looks at his Mate while he did the same. He was… breathtaking was the only word for it. Harry’s blood began to pulse heavily in his veins, his nervousness forgotten as desire took control of his mind. He whined softly in his throat as Remus took his hand to lead him to the Stone.

The Stone was an ancient stone altar that had been there since before Hogwarts. Low to the ground, it was wide and long enough for two to lie on comfortably. When they drew close to it Harry could feel the magical resonance that flowed from it. Cool and earthy, it trickled along his aura and soothed him.

Remus and Harry faced one another as Lenore began speaking to the Pack.

“Dark Forest Clan; we gather here to witness a Marking, Mating and Claiming of one of our own. The taking of a Mate is a special and rare occasion. Let the Marking begin.”

She turned back to the two and motioned for Harry to sit upon the altar stone facing Remus. Remus moved so that he was standing between Harry’s knees and placed his dominant hand over Harry’s heart.

Harry mirrored his action, placing his hand over Remus’ heart. Clasping their other hands together Remus spoke first.

“Heart of my Heart, Soul of my Soul. You are my Mate by Scent, by Right, by Choice. Accept my Mark that all may know that you belong only to me.”

From deep in his soul came the words that Harry needed and he responded with “You hold my Heart and my Soul. Mark me so that all may know that I am yours alone.”

Remus’ eyes glowed yellow in the reflected torchlight as he stepped more fully between Harry’s knees, bringing their bodies into close contact. Harry hissed at the sensation of skin on skin. It was better than he’d imagined.

Remus leaned his head down and began kissing Harry, softly at first, little butterfly kisses along his face until he reached his lips. There the kiss deepened as tongues begged entrance to mouths and danced with each other in greeting.

As their bodies reminded them that they needed oxygen to survive, they parted; gasping for breath. Harry’s lips were swollen and flushed with color, his eyes gleaming like cats' eyes in the light.

They came together again and Remus moved from the mouth to the neck, trailing little love bites down the cord of muscle, to the juncture of shoulder and neck. Harry moaned and whimpered at the contact, breathy whispers of “more…. yes… now.”

Remus could smell the desire pouring off of his Mate as he nibbled on his neck. He waited until he felt Harry tremble in his arms and then bit him hard, until he could feel the blood fill his mouth.

Harry cried in out in mingled pain and pleasure as the teeth tore into his neck. Then the pain faded, leaving only a burning sensation that quickly melted into pure pleasure as Remus licked the wound, spreading his saliva across it and Marking Harry for all to see and smell.

Remus continued to lick and suck on the Mark, teasing and arousing his Mate until Harry was nothing more than a seething mass of desire. Only then did he stop and allow Harry to recline back onto the stone completely, open and exposed and ready to be taken.

His Mate sprawled boneless on the altar stone, ready to be Mated in front of the Pack. Remus crawled up onto the stone table and knelt over his prone body.

“You have been Marked,” he growled. “Are you ready to be Mated, here in the Circle for all to see?”

“Yes…oh yes Remy, I need you so badly… want you now…”

Nothing else needed to be said, as Remus leaned down and took his Mates mouth in a searing kiss. He remained balanced on one arm and the other stroked along Harry’s chest and stomach, until he reached the turgid erection that begged for his touch. He wrapped his fingers around the width, tugging and stroking it, occasionally running his thumb across the head to gather the pre-cum that was leaking generously.

He ran his hand down further, teasing the entrance to his Mate’s body with the moisture that he’d gathered, pressing inwards with a finger, past the ring of muscle, until he was in to his second joint.

Harry writhed in need under him, forcing the finger in deeper until it was fully inserted.

Harry gasped into Remus’ mouth at the burning invasion into his body. Remus twisted the finger, loosening his love’s entrance and slid in a second finger. The burning was slowly being replaced by pleasure as his muscles relaxed, allowing his Mate access to his body.

Harry started to tremble from sensation overload as his prostrate was stroked by the seeking fingers of his lover, and his mouth was plundered in a matching rhythm.

Sensing Harry’s need, Remus pushed in a third finger and twisted his hand, loosening the muscle further. When he could move the fingers easily, he pulled them out and quickly moved in-between Harry’s thighs. Pushing Harry’s knees up to his chest he looked into the dazed eyes of his Mate.

“Ready love?” he asked as he paused at the entrance to Harry’s body.

“Yes… now Remy.”

With a thrust he buried his erection completely into the tight sheath of his lover's body, his mouth swallowing Harry’s scream.

Together they began to move, Remus thrusting in deeply and Harry arching his body to take him in deeper. As they thrust together, power gathered around their bodies, weaving their auras together, until one could not be distinguished from other as they reached their climax.

Remus caught himself before he collapsed on top of Harry, instead falling to the side and pulling Harry’s sweaty body on top of his own.

As their breathing evened out and their pulse rates slowed, both became aware of the sounds of the Pack around them as they howled and screamed in response to the Mating they had witnessed.

Lenore stood by the Stone once again and spoke. “By Forest and by Moon, by Blood and by Body, we have witnessed this Marking… this Claiming… this Mating…. and we accept Harry as one of the Pack. Let us celebrate this most wondrous occasion.” With that she stepped into the Circle of the Pack where bodies had begun to pair off in twos and threes.

Remus and Harry continued to lie on the Stone in the center of the circle of writhing bodies. Remus stroked across Harry’s chest, flicking his fingers over the erect nubs he found there; his Mate’s body arched into the touch, seeking more.

Harry was so responsive; everywhere Remus touched caused a moan or a tremor. He’d never been around anyone who craved touch the way his Harry did. He rolled Harry back under him and took his hands and pulled them above his head, causing his back to arch up bringing their chests in contact once again. A hardness pressed into his stomach as he leaned on his Mate, and his own was trapped between their hips.

He moved so that he was once again between Harry’s knees, holding him open so that he could easily access all of his body. He growled low in his throat and began to nuzzle along the collarbone below him, nipping and licking a wet trail down to his nipples. There he spent some time biting and laving them until they were swollen and red from the attention.

Once he was satisfied with his work there, he trailed down, stopping briefly at his belly button to dip his tongue in and swirl it around. Further down he went until he had to release Harry’s hands so that he could reach his inner thighs. Nibbling and sucking, he left a trail of love bites purpling the pale flesh of his love.

He buried his nose in the hair at the base of Harry’s erection, drawing in deeply the musky scent unique to this young man. He licked along the length of his erection and swallowed it down to the root.

Harry screamed as he felt his cock engulfed by Remus’ mouth. He needed it now, more… something!his his mind shut down all coherent thought processes, he was left with simple words and grunts to convey his needs.

A finger was inserted deeply into his hole, stroking in time to the very talented mouth and tongue. Harry let out a shout as he shot his load down his lover's throat.

Remus licked and suckled until nothing more came out and Harry’s cock was clean. Crawling up the boneless body he kissed him again, sharing Harry’s taste with him. Harry's tongue swept into his mouth and stroked along the roof of his mouth, causing Remus to groan into his Mate's mouth.

Emboldened by the response, Harry continued his assault on the mouth above him then abandoned it to lick and nibble along the chin and neck that were so temptingly bared for him. He could feel a growl build in the throat of his Mate as he nibbled and bit him lightly. His hands trailed along the strong back poised above him and then cupped themselves on the tempting arse, pulling their hips together so that he could feel every inch of Remus’ erection pressing into his stomach.

“Remus,” he whined “I want you in me now!”

Remus was pleased to hear his Mate demand his attention. He’d been afraid that the call of the bond had made him too submissive in response to his dominance. Apparently, now that they’d consummated the Mating, Harry’s true personality was reasserting itself.

He rolled between his Mate’s legs and pushed into his wet heat once again. Harry’s eyes rolled back into his head. “Oh… yes… gods… more…” he mumbled incoherently. Remus smiled at his response and set about fulfilling his Mate's demands.

If their first time was fast and furious; more about Claiming and Marking; then this time was slow and languid and all about bonding them together. Together they rocked softly… affirming their love. Gentle kisses and soft strokes of their hands on each other brought them closer together. The coil of desire that lay pooled within them tightened with each thrust, with each stroke and each languid kiss exchanged between them, until finally it erupted in a cascading wave flowing outwards from them and blanketing the entire Circle area with its radiance.