Crush swore. He slipped his hand between Killian’s shoulder blades and dragged it down his spine, all the way to his ass. There, he lifted Killian’s hips, all the better to grind their cocks together. Killian wheezed. Crush’s fingers returned between his cheeks, circling his hole.
“So fucking wet for me,” Crush whispered, dropping kisses down Killian’s chest. He took a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it so milk leaked out. “Mmm. Wet everywhere, aren’t you, bunny? Your body is begging to be stuffed so full.”
He circled Killian’s hole again. Then he pushed multiple fingers inside, opening him up.
The stretch felt so good. Killian clutched at Crush’s shoulders, trying to breathe. “Need!”
“What do you need?” Crush’s sharp teeth nicked Killian’s skin.
He was strong. Powerful. He took down people with those hands and teeth. And now here he was, braced above Killian, his cock ready to push inside.
“Breed me,” Killian sobbed. “I want you to fuck me like an animal. I mean, fuck me likeyou’rethe animal. I’m not the animal here.”
Crush coughed, burying his face against Killian’s neck. His shoulders shook a little.
Killian whined. “Not again!”
Crush crooked his fingers against Killian’s prostate, so Killian gasped. “There we go,” Crush rumbled. “You want me to fuck you good and hard, don’t you, sweetheart? Make you mine. You want me to fuck you like you were meant to be bred. Shove my cock so deep inside, you’ll never get it out.”
Killian’s insides grew so hot, he couldn’t think. “Yesyesyes. Now. Please!”
Crush’s breathing grew rough. Then he wheezed and jerked, and his scent turned deep and musky.
“Fuck,” Crush hissed, his teeth pricking Killian’s skin. They were sharper than before. Precum dripped onto Killian’s stomach; Crush’s cock felt hotter, thicker. “Did I... I think I... Fuck! I think I just went into rut again.”
Killian’s ass made so much slick, heached.“Oh gods, now. Need your big rut cock.”
Crush hissed. The temperatures soared under the covers; Crush swept them off.
With more light, Killian saw the way Crush’s pupils had blown wide, leaving a thin ring of gold around them. His fangs had descended, his hands tipped with claws. And his cock... It was bigger, redder, like it really needed to unload.
“Breed me,” Killian begged. “One load isn’t enough. I need you tomake sureI’m bred.”
Crush snarled, precum shooting all over Killian’s belly. He flattened his hand against Killian’s chest and held him down. “Careful what you wish for, bunny. I’m not gonna take my cock out at all tonight. What Iwilldo is knot you and fuck you, and knot you again. Give you so many loads, you’ll look pregnant.”
Slick flowed out of Killian’s ass. Crush’s nostrils flared; he glanced down. His next growl vibrated through Killian’s chest. The alpha grabbed Killian under the knees and pushed his legs up, spreading him wide open. “I’m going to fuck you loose, sweetheart. You won’t be able to hold my cum inside, but that’s okay, because I’ll hold it in for you with my knot. I’ll shove my tip against your womb entrance and shoot my cum in there, make sure you get a full load. I’ll make sure it takes inside you.”
At those words, Killian’s heat razed through him. He cried out and clawed at Crush, his hole fluttering emptily. “S-stop teasing!”
Crush’s smile was wolfish and hungry, fangs flashing. He pushed Killian’s legs wider so all of him was exposed. And he rubbed his red cock between Killian’s cheeks, letting its slippery weight brand Killian’s skin. But instead of pushing in, Crush released one of Killian’s legs, angling his tip against Killian’s perineum. Precum covered him there, shooting all the way up the back of Killian’s balls.
“Gorgeous,” the alpha rumbled. He smeared his precum all over Killian’s sac, wrapping his wet hand around Killian’s cock to cover it in his fluids. “Now you smell like mine here, too.”
“You may as well write your name there, while you’re at it,” Killian moaned.
Somehow, Crush’s pupils dilated even more. “Hansel,” he barked.
“On it,” the butler said. The front door opened and closed; footsteps hurried away.
“What did you just—”
“Shhh. You’ll find out in a second.” Crush rutted against Killian’s empty hole, the heat of him tingling Killian’s sensitive rim. He gripped himself and stroked, spurting precum all over Killian—his inner thighs, his chest, his nipples.
“Inside,” Killian whined. “Now.”
Crush groaned. He rubbed his blunt tip over Killian’s entrance, notching his tip inside to cover Killian’s inner walls with precum. The next thing Killian knew, Crush was pushing in, thick inches all at once, stretching him so blissfully that he came around his alpha.
“F-feels so good,” he wheezed. “More, now.”
