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Alpha

Title: Alpha
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Dean went missing while the three Winchester men were hunting a pack of Werewolves. When he returns, he's not the same brother Sam knew.
Author's Notes: This is my first fic in this fandom, and it's unbetaed. I don't think there's nearly enough werewolf fics out there *g* Please review.
Disclaimer: Supernatural and the Winchester men belong to Eric Kripke and the CW. If I owned them, this plotline would replace Heart. Ew.
Most of my information came from Werewolves Powers and Werewolves






Sam opened the door of the motel room to a dripping wet and shivering Dean. His older brother looked like hell, and Sam grabbed him and pulled him into the warmth of the room.

“Where the hell have you been?”

Dean’s lips parted slightly but he didn’t answer; he merely stared at Sam with half-lidded eyes.

Afraid that his brother was in shock, Sam pulled Dean into the bathroom and peeled his soaking clothes off. The fabric squished as it hit the bathroom floor.

Dean was unnaturally pliant. The only time he moved was when he lifted his arms so Sam could pull his shirt off.

“Try to get warm,” Sam said, “I’m going to call dad and tell him you’re okay.”

Dean had been gone for three days, and John had been out just as long looking for him. The older Winchester brother had just up and disappeared one night when he claimed he was going to the bar not far away. He Hadn’t gotten far; the Impala never left the motel parking lot.

Sam had panicked, knowing something had happened. They were in Wisconsin hunting a pack of Werewolves. Who knew if they’d been followed. If Dean had been followed. His brother never went anywhere without his beloved car.

John had taken the information of his missing son in stride, as he always did. But Sam knew he’d been worried too. He’d told Sam to stay in the hotel room in case Dean came back, then fired up his truck and took off. Sam knew he was searching high and low.

Sam had just started dialing their father’s number when he was jumped from behind. He hit the ugly brown carpet hard, and didn’t even have time to catch his breath before he was being turned over onto his back.

Dean smirked down at him, looking predatory. The water from his hair dripped down onto Sam’s face.

“Dean what the-- get off me!” he shoved at the older boy’s naked chest.

Dean grabbed Sam’s wrists and held them against worn carpet; effectively pinned. He lowered his head and licked the corner of Sam’s mouth.

“Taste so good, little brother.” He ground his hips against Sam’s, letting the younger man feel his erection. “M’gonna make you mine.”

“Dean listen to yourself! I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but whatever it is we’ll fix it! Just let me up!”

Dean smirked at him, holding Sam’s wrists together in one hand as his other set to work opening Sam’s jeans. “There’s nothing wrong with me, Sammy. I just know what I want. What I’ve always wanted. You’ve always been mine, don’t you know that?”

When’s Sam’s pants were gaping open, Dean moved to his shirt. He grabbed the collar and yanked, the fabric giving way and ripping down the middle.

Dean lowered his head and sucked at Sam’s nipple, swirling his tongue around the bud before moving onto the second one. Sam gasped and jerked his knee up, aiming for Dean’s groin. The older Winchester blocked the move, growling as he flipped Sam onto his stomach and sat on his ass.

“Shouldn’t have tried to do that, Sammy,” he hissed, his fingers digging painfully into Sam’s shoulders.

“Ow, Dean, fuck!” Sam cried out as Dean’s teeth sank into the back of his neck, pain lacing down his spine.

“I don’t want to hurt you. But keep that shit up and I will.”

Dean’s weight shifted off and Sam’s hand-me-down jeans were yanked forcefully down along with his underwear. Grabbing Sam’s hips, he pulled him up on his knees and shoved his tongue into his brother’s ass.

Sam cried out at the invasion, Dean’s tongue hot as it slid in and out of his body. Dean moaned, holding Sam’s hips in a bruising grip to keep him from getting away as he fucked him with his tongue. He wrapped his lips around the younger man’s entrance, sucking hard.

“Oh god. Dean stop!” Sam begged, feeling his stomach roll with a perfect combination of disgust and arousal.

Dean removed his tongue only to shove two fingers into Sammy’s wet body. He thrust his hand back and forth, scissoring the digits almost violently. “You’re so fucking tight on my fingers, Sammy. So hot,” he purred, ignoring the begging, “I can’t wait to feel you around my dick.”

Sam released a sob. His body was humming with pleasure he knew he shouldn’t want, but he did. Ever since he’d turned fourteen he’d wanted Dean; his brother was gorgeous. Now that it was actually happening he was afraid. Something had happened to Dean out there, and it turned him into this. The bite on the back of his neck still throbbed, and the sticky feel told Sam that his brother had broken the skin.

Sam was broken from his thoughts by the sound of Dean opening his own pants, releasing a husky groan.

“Gonna fuck you so hard, Sammy,” he said, removing his fingers and rubbing his hard dick against Sam’s ass. “You’ll never leave me. Not after this.”

Sam didn’t even have a chance to think about what Dean had said before the older man was pushing into his body. Dean wasn’t even all the way in before he started thrusting, going deeper with each thrust until his balls were slapping against Sam’s ass.

Sam grunted. It hurt, but the pain was already fading into pleasure. His hands curled into fists against the worn, rough carpet, his head lowering into a submissive position.

“Sammy… oooh baby, yes…” Dean moaned, pulling Sam back and forth by his hips, fucking his brother on his dick.

Sam was just getting into it when Dean pulled out, and he found himself on his back again. Dean slammed back into him, their bodies slapping rhythmically together. Sam yanked Dean down into a deep kiss, wrapping his legs around his brother’s waist with a wanton groan.

Dean kissed him back violently, their teeth and tongues clashing together. He broke away with a grunt to bury his face in Sam’s neck. He bit and sucked at the soft flesh, leaving more marks before moving to the other side.

“Mine, mine, mine,” Dean moaned over and over, his voice husky as he fucked Sam brutally.

The room was filled with the sound of skin slapping together, Dean’s growls and Sam’s moans. Dean’s teeth continued to mark his body, the bites stinging so good as Dean lapped at the marks afterwards.

Sam wrapped his fingers around his own dick, stroking in time with Dean’s thrusts. Light exploded behind his eyes as his brother hit his prostate over and over. Dean’s hand joined Sam’s, his tongue trailing over Sam’s jaw line as they stroked him off together.

Sam couldn’t hold back any longer, and came with a long drawn out whine between them. Hot white ropes of his semen splashed onto his belly and chest.

Dean grunted and thrust a few more times into Sam’s trembling body before spilling his own seed inside his little brother.

Sam knew he must have passed out, because the next thing he knew Dean had pulled out of him and was lazily lapping the cum off his body like a cat enjoying milk.

Sam trailed his fingers over Dean’s head and down over his throat and shoulder. He froze as his hand brushed over a mark on his brother’s shoulder blade. It was a blemish that shouldn’t be there, the mark feeling as though Dean had had it for some time. Sam knew all of his brothers old wounds, having patched up most of them himself. He lifted his head to get a better look at the wound.

His blood ran cold when he saw the mark. It was the imprint of sharp teeth, the flesh around it unnaturally pale. Sam had seen the same mark in pictures John had shown him and Dean when they’d started this hunt.

It was a Werewolf’s sign of possession. A claim.

“You’re one of them…” Sam murmured, horrified.

Dean lifted his head and smirked at him, cupping Sam’s jaw in his hand. “That’s right, little brother. And now you are, too.”

Continued in Pack

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