Ottis stopped breathing. “Again?”
Doc rumbled. And he nudged his mouth more firmly against Ottis’s throat in another kiss. Before Ottis could savor it, Doc closed his mouth over Ottis’ pulse point andsucked.
His spine arched off the bed. He clawed at Doc and bucked his hips, slick dripping out of his hole. “Doc, Doc, please, now please!”
Doc kept on sucking, raking his teeth against Ottis’ throat. It was going to leave a bruise. Ottis grew hotter, wetter, and he reached down to grab Doc’s thick length.
Doc snarled and thrust into his fists.
And suddenly Ottis couldn’t wait any longer. He tightened his fists, tugging on Doc’s length. “Please. Breed me now.”
Doc froze. Then his breath rushed out, and he sank his teeth into Ottis’ shoulder.
Ottis came, but his hole clenched around nothing. “N-not enough,” he whimpered. “Need to c-come on your cock. Need your knot.”
Doc slipped one hand under him and flipped him onto his stomach. Then he pulled Ottis’ hips up, and all Ottis knew was relief. He spread his legs wide and angled his hips up, whimpering when something hot and thick slid up his inner thigh. Doc pushed his cock between Ottis’ cheeks. Then he wedged his blunt, wet tip against Ottis’ hole, and pushed in.
Ottis felt his ass stretch; he felt the overwhelming hugeness of Doc pushing in. It was almost too much. Both of them groaned, and Doc hit his prostate.
With a scream, Ottis came all over the bed, shaking as he clutched at the sheets.
“That’s it,” Doc panted, shoving his cock deeper, inch after inch stretching Ottis open. “You take my cock so well, sweetheart.”
He moved inside Ottis, the sheer thickness of his cock driving deeper with each thrust. Ottis stopped thinking. He could only feel himself stretch each time Doc pushed in; he could only feel the bruising grip of Doc’s fingers as he held Ottis in place to be bred.
“Breed me, breed me,” Ottis begged, his balls writhing with each deep thrust.
Then Doc sank in completely, his wiry hair brushing Ottis’ hole, their hips clapping together. Ottis came again, his eyes rolling back.
“You’re s-so good for me,” Doc groaned, his breaths humid and heavy on Ottis’ nape. “Your tight hole sucking me in, begging for my cum.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Ottis chanted.
Doc began to pound into him, hard thrusts that had Ottis wheezing and drooling onto the bed. All he knew was pleasure and the big cock in his ass, slamming against his prostate over and over so he howled and came. And kept on coming.
“I’m going to fill you with so much cum,” Doc growled, his teeth grazing Ottis’ shoulder. “Hold you in place, make you take all of it.”
Ottis shuddered, more cum shooting out of him. “M-more loads,” he whimpered. “Don’t stop. Want you to fuck me ‘til I faint.”
Doc swore. He slid his arm around Ottis to hold him tight. Then he slammed in harder, like Ottis was a ragdoll and Doc was trying to milk every last drop of his own cum. Doc’s thrusts grew faster, less controlled. His breathing grew ragged, and his cock swelled.
“Yes,” Ottis moaned. “Doc, alpha,please!”
Doc came with a roar, burying himself deep with a final thrust. Ottis felt his cock pulsing, warmth flooding him inside.
Doc’s knot swelled, a huge round weight that crammed firmly against Ottis’ prostate. Ottis came with a breathless cry.
Except it didn’t stop there. Each time either of them moved, Doc’s knot pushed against Ottis’ sensitive spot. He came again, his entire body spasming, his ass clutching around Doc.
“You love my knot,” Doc growled against his nape. His scarred jaw rubbed against Ottis’ shoulder, a whisper of bumpy skin.
“Bite me,” Ottis whimpered.
Doc hesitated. Then he closed his mouth over Ottis’ shoulder, next to his scent gland where a bonding mark would go. Ottis held his breath. Doc sank his teeth in, a hard bite that would cause bruising.
Ottis came violently, only to howl when Doc ground his knot deeper.
“Fuck, you sound amazing, sweetheart,” Doc panted. He kept rolling his hips, grinding pleasure into Ottis’ body.
