Casey’s dick and knot was still firmly lodged in his ass, and no amount of pulling or struggling would remove him. Struggling only made it worse, rubbing his prostate until incredibly, another orgasm came on.
Panicking, he screamed, and his scream turned into a howl as his body tried to shift. Helpless to prevent it, he sagged onto the bed, afraid suddenly of what his wolf would do to Casey when it emerged. He could tell it tried, and fought hard, but his wolf was trapped inside. Casey’s gland pulsated inside him, secreting fluid that seeped out of his ass, dripped to his balls and soaked the bed, mixing with the cum of his multiple orgasms. He yelled out in rage and pain as his wolf retreated deep inside him, crying and whimpering in agony.
The mating was killing his wolf. Rory could feel it dying. He struggled desperately to get away, to pull the knot and cock out of his body. He only succeeded in bringing on another orgasm, ripping into him and twisting every muscle in his body. Milked dry and spent, he no longer spurted cum. His wolf surged one last time, trying to come out to protect him, but it fell back, defeated, vanquished, and crying helplessly. Rory wept in grief and helpless rage, as his wolf retreated deep down inside him, and he tried to howl his pain. It came out as an impotent cry.
“Please, Casey, please release me. My wolf. ”
“No, baby. ” He heard Casey’s satisfaction in his ear. “I couldn’t even if I wanted to, and I don’t. No more murdering little wolf for you. That’s over. You belong to me now, pet. ”
Murdering wolf? What could he mean? Rory slumped in despair and felt the edges of darkness grow closer together, overwhelming him and pulling him under when yet another orgasm shook his body.
Reeling in and out of consciousness, Rory suffered from lethargy and weakness he’d never known before and was barely aware of the fact Casey was no longer tied to him. He tried to raise his head from the pillow, but it fell back weakly. Something pressed against his lips, and he opened his eyes to see Casey, pushing his bleeding wrist against his mouth. Why was Casey feeding him his blood? He tried to turn his head away, but Casey wouldn’t let him, gripping his hair and forcing his head still. “Final step of the mating, baby. Drink. You need my blood. ”
Rory drank, swept with a desire to do anything to please him. His blood tasted so delicious, he slurped greedily at it, closed his eyes, and sucked it down until Casey stopped him by inserting a finger into his mouth and breaking the suction. Rory sucked at his finger then, only stopping when Casey pulled it away with a little plop.
“Enough for now, baby. You’ll make yourself sick. ”
Casey sat back on his heels, looking down at him. He was still naked, and Rory reached for his beautiful cock, driving to hold it in his hands and guide it inside him. Casey pushed his hands away, smiling. “You’re in heat, darlin’. It won’t last too long, but until it’s over, you’ll be dizzy and disoriented—and pretty horny. I can’t fuck you too much, or I’ll make you too weak. How do you feel?” He gazed down at him closely, looking for signs of distress.
“I-I feel…tired. Weak. I want you, though. Fuck me, Casey, make love to me. Please, Casey. ”
“I will, baby, after you’ve rested. You’re not yourself right now. You need to sleep some, and I’ll hold you while you sleep. We need to make love again soon to get you through the heat, but just not right now. It will soothe you some when we can do it again. Do you trust me to take care of you?”
“Oh yes,” Rory said, reaching for him again. “I trust you, darling. I love you so much. ”
“I love you too, baby. You’re mine now. You know that, don’t you?”
“Mmm-hmm. Come and hold me, Casey. I need you. ”
Casey looked almost conflicted as he gazed down at him, but as Rory reached for him, he lay down beside him and gathered him closely in his arms, Casey’s lips on the top of his head. Rory scooted his ass back into Casey’s groin and pulled his arm tightly around him. Damn his ass hurt and his insides ached, but he still squirmed and twisted, seeking to drive Casey’s cock deep inside him. He drifted off, soothed with Casey fondling his balls and kissing his neck.
Chapter Three
Casey awoke to an insistent knocking on the door. Exhausted, having been up half the night making love to Rory, holding and fondling him, it took him a minute to come fully awake and realize what was going on.
“Open the door, Casey. It’s Marco. ” He sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, and pulled away from Rory. The knocking came again, harder this time. “Casey! I know you’re in there. Open the door!”
“Okay, okay,” he said irritably and got out of bed, picking up his jeans from the floor and pulling them on before going to open the door.
Marco stood there with his hands shoved in his pockets. “Is Rory in there with you?”
Casey stood so his body blocked the door. “Yeah, he’s in here. ”
Marco nodded tersely. “I know you mated with him. Everyone in the compound does. Is he —is he okay?”
“Of course he’s okay. What did you think?”
Marco looked up sharply at the tone, but Casey held his ground. Maybe it was time to let Marco know who he really was. Casey was an alpha too, and it had been hard taking orders all these weeks.
“You know what I mean, Casey. He was worried about what would happen if he mated with you. ”
“I know, and he was right to be worried. I think his wolf is dead. Rory’s changed now. ”
“What?” Marco looked shocked. “What do you mean he’s changed? What happened? What did you do to him?”
“I didn’t do anything but mate with him. He tried to shift while we were tied up, after I’d given him the mating bite. It didn’t work, and he tried again. It retreated deep inside him and finally—died, I think. Anyway, it’s gone, but I didn’t do anything but mate with him. ”
Marco shook his head sadly. “He’ll be devastated. ”