Where Foxes Hunt with Wolves (Folk Lore 2)

Yev’s teeth scraped his lips, prompting Radek’s senses to flare. He wanted him now. Now. His brain was fried, and at this point, he couldn’t understand why he’d left the forester’s lodge in the first place.

Yev wasted no time and pulled Radek to the cool wooden floor, kneeling as they both went down, his mouth trailing along Radek’s jaw, hot like a torch.

Radek made small whimpers that didn’t even sound human but communicated his need in all its desperation. He ran his hand along Yev’s hairy arm and all the way to the massive bicep. He was already bucking his hips and wordlessly begging for cock.

And Yev’s smell… God. Radek would have jumped his bones based on that scent alone. Masculine, with a hint of fur and pine, it spoke to Radek of a fuck against a tree, of primal power and dominance he yearned to submit to.

Another push, and he was flat on the boards, Yev between his legs, strong and meaty, and everything Radek needed. A kiss stifled his yelp when one of Yev’s rough palms slid across Radek’s thigh. His hole ached even before Yev touched it.

Yev’s gaze caught his, warm despite its color, and he put his massive hand over Radek’s lips. The skin of his palm tasted of salt. His cock twitched, spilling pre-cum, and his balls ached with a need to release the built-up pressure.

Yev’s gaze was unnaturally bright, as if he were on the verge of transforming, his body hair bristling to create a halo in the moonlight, his cheeks glistened with sweat, but he was still set on preparing Radek, and pushed in two fingers, twisting them inside the hole. That alone was enough to make Radek buck.

He rocked against Yev, lost in the moment where only the senses mattered. Two bodies desperate to connect. Yev had been Radek’s kryptonite from the start, but tonight, he seemed like the fulfillment of all of Radek’s dreams and yearnings. If Yev wasn’t on top, Radek would have ridden his dick senseless.

“You smell… it’s the best scent I’ve ever sensed,” Yev uttered as he lapped at the side of Radek’s face, drilling him with the fingers, but his own cock was already rock-hard and left a damp trail on Radek’s thigh. Radek could almost sense the aroma himself. As if he were emitting a steam of pheromones to lure Yev in.

“I need you in me,” Radek groaned when Yev’s sweaty fingers slipped off his mouth for a moment. Burning up and ready to go, he trailed Yev’s palm with his tongue, unable to stay still.

Their eyes met, and it was as if a long pin pushed through their chests at once, keeping them together. Yev reached between their bodies, covered Radek’s mouth again, and pushed.

This.

This was everything Radek needed in his life.

As long as he had water, air, and Yev, he could live.

He was thankful for the hand on his lips now, because his cries would have alarmed Emil and Adam, but the warm palm let him scream all he wanted without consequence. He was still overwhelmed by this frenzy and writhed on Yev’s cock just to get more inside him as the cool breeze swept over his skin.

The eye contact never broke, despite Yev fucking him in a fast, forceful rhythm that had the skin on Radek’s back aching every time the thrusts pushed him over varnished wood. But he didn’t care. The thick cock brought such relief he teared up and hugged Yev, grunting into his sweaty hand as they rutted. Two beasts who secretly snuck into a human dwelling, about to knot.

Radek was so greedy for Yev’s cum. He couldn’t wait to have it in him, to be its vessel. When he thought going faster wasn’t possible, Yev somehow managed to speed up, panting like an alpha about to claim his mate. He grabbed Radek’s ass with one hand, holding him close, while clutching the hair at the back of Radek’s head with the other. Just as Radek’s hazy mind worried he’d be making too much noise, Yev pressed Radek’s face into the crook of his neck.

The scent of Yev’s sweat made Radek’s blood boil over, so he did the only thing that made sense to his fox brain and bit down on the shoulder to make sure his mate didn’t go anywhere until they were done.

Yev shuddered, arching over Radek, and when his salty blood covered Radek’s tongue, the heat of Yev’s sperm filled Radek’s body, triggering a chain reaction of tremors dancing all over him. His balls tightened, and his dick shot cum in several forceful spurts. He clenched his ass on Yev’s cock, right behind the fat knot, but relief was already there, liquefying his body, tasting of blood and spunk.

He used to believe his sex life was pretty awesome, but the reality-bending orgasm he was still experiencing made him see he'd barely scratched the surface of what desire could be.