A ferocious growl pierced his soul. Alpha pounced upon his back, pinned his chest and chin to the ground and knocked the air right out of him. The heavier, bulkier, broader wolf had Skid down for the count. A gravitational pull possessed him, as if his fur wanted to melt into Alpha. Being this close to Alpha sparked a dramatic increase in temperature. Skid inhaled sharply. Suddenly, as if by a greater force, both of them had turned human again.
“You can’t expect me to simply watch you walk away,” Alpha huffed. His heartbeat thudded against Skid’s upper back. Heart to heart, Alpha’s need pressed into the cleft of Skid’s ass and damn near made his mouth water. Alpha’s hands tread downward along his ribs in slow possession. He growled quietly against Skid’s neck. “Just once. Just tonight. That’s all I ask. Then you tell me if you can walk away from this.”
At the mention of this, Alpha entered him with two fingers. The stark pain quickly morphed into pleasure—in part thanks to the wolf blood pumping overtime. As Alpha stretched and stroked, pushing in slowly yet fervently, reverently yet greedily; Skid gave in to the invasion, eagerly puckering to suck up even more.
“More,” Skid whispered hoarsely. An involuntary shiver of excitement raced through his body. His limbs ached for contact, for possession, for whole and complete union.
Alpha slipped in another finger, kneading all along Skid’s rim. In and out Alpha pushed. Skid was putty in those hands. Unable to withstand the onslaught of pleasure, Skid leaned into Alpha’s touch and met each thrust. He pushed back hard against Alpha’s entry, yearning for purchase.
The above excerpt is from Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack), when the alpha male dominant successfully claims what's his. Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack) is a prequel to the Black Storm Pack series. If you like stories about gay males, you may also enjoy Vaughn 1 (Man X Chronicles). |