Where Foxes Hunt with Wolves (Folk Lore 2)

He whimpered when Yev shifted behind him, and his dick, already slick, slid across his buttock and pressed against his hole, right next to the fingers.

“Oh, my God!” Radek gasped, pinned like a piglet on a spit. He knew he could take it, since he was able to allow the knot in, even if it always left him sore, but in this moment, he was being pushed to the edge of sanity. His thighs trembled, and he curled his toes, writhing in anticipation.

A low growl that sounded only vaguely human twisted into his ears, and he stopped breathing when his lover’s bare thighs rubbed against his.

Yev shifted his weight, resting some of it on the hand squeezing Radek’s shoulder.

Radek waited while his blood sped through his veins as if they were a race course until Yev’s fingers slid out, and his hot, fat dick dove in.

Radek arched his back and pressed his face into the pillow, muffling his own groan. He’d been fucked by so many guys, but being with Yev was a visceral experience, about so much more than rushing to orgasm. Radek knew his place when he was under Yev, and it gave him a sense of fulfillment incomparable with anything else. He wanted to be the one this stud desired above anyone else, and fucked thoroughly, until he could sense hot seed explode inside. Dirty, rough, and with a hint of blood on the tip of his tongue, the sex pushed Radek not just to the edge, but beyond it, into a reality that was unfamiliar but too exciting to leave.

He belonged to Yev and wasn’t afraid of committing to it anymore.

Every time, that initial push felt as if the cock stretched him endlessly and would never enter him whole, but when Yev bottomed out, the satisfaction of being able to take him made Radek’s stomach flutter. He’d always loved cock but had never been much of a size queen. Until Yev, whose length and girth were an additional turn-on.

“Good boy. That’s what I’d do with other men, but few were able to take me like you,” Yev whispered, leaning in to rest both his hands on the bed, with elbows pressing into Radek’s waist.

A ridiculous sense of pride filled Radek’s chest, but it wasn’t pure like the joy of getting fucked by his wolf. “Don’t wanna hear about others. Just me,” he complained between one moan and another while Yev drilled him oh-so-slowly. His brain was utter mush.

“Even when I tell you you’re better than anyone else? That I want to give you more?” Yev asked, licking a hot line up Radek’s back, all the way to his nape, where he bit down on the flesh, making Radek squeeze around him and shudder.

Radek moaned, in a frenzy of arousal, ache, and emotions he couldn’t even name. All he knew was that right now he wasn’t just open to Yev’s dick and taking a fucking, his body wasn’t his anymore.

“That, you can say…”

But Yev couldn’t speak. Not with Radek’s skin in his mouth, not when his thrusts became harder. Faster. He pinned Radek down with his weight, mercilessly fucking his vulnerable ass while Radek uttered loud moans, breathless while his head spun from the dizzying pleasure it gave him.

Yev was a beast, and Radek wanted to serve all his needs like no one had before. When the knot started to grow, a small ball shoved through his sphincter, the base of his spine started to burn.

“I’d always pull out at this point,” Yev whispered, letting go of Radek’s neck to trail nips all over his shoulder while he grew breathless. “I’d jerk off and come on their skin.”

The next time he pulled out, the knot loudly popped out of Radek’s flesh, but Radek mewled, spreading his thighs wider, hungry to be tied to this man.

“But you can get this. You’re my bitch. You’ll get to have my cum,” Yev rasped, making that last push, which shoved the firm ball in, locking his dick in Radek’s body.

Radek should’ve been offended by the term, but there was no room for that in this fervent rutting. No place for shame or lies. All Radek could muster was the tiniest moan as he trembled under his werewolf monster of a lover, to whom human rules didn’t apply.

Radek would be Yev’s bitch, his mate, his anything-he-wanted.

His muscles were jelly, his dick rock-hard and drizzling pre-cum as his tender ass throbbed around Yev’s cock, hugging it tightly.

The fucking didn’t stop there, but while Yev tightened his arms around Radek and shivered, losing control, his thrusts were shallower now, restricted by the huge presence stretching Radek until he wasn’t sure whether he was about to come or faint. Teeth scratched his skin, nipping, biting everywhere Yev could reach, but then he stilled, shaking as Radek’s insides filled with the heat of his lover’s release.