Logan's Choice (Dark Hollow Wolf Pack 3)

“Uh-uh. That’s mine, baby. Let me take care of you. ”

Logan’s hand fell away, and his breathing quickened. He clutched at the sheet beneath him, grabbing handfuls of it and thrust his hips upward. Ian bent and took the head of his cock in his warm mouth, swirling his tongue over the broad tip, licking at the drops of precum, before sticking his tongue right down into the slit. Logan’s hips almost bucked off the bed. Ian caught him and pushed him back down. Holding him effortlessly, he bent again and took the whole length of Logan’s cock into his mouth, made his cheeks hollow and sucked him right to the back of his throat.

Logan couldn’t hold back and shot his load, his hips straining against the big hands holding him down, driven to fuck hismouth. Ian sucked his cum down, sucking until he’d milked him for every drop and licking up the softening shaft to drop a kiss on the head.

“Beautiful, darling, you’re responding beautifully. ” He moved his hands so they stroked up and down his sides. “Roll over on your stomach, baby. ”

Logan eagerly rolled over, still breathing hard but hoping against hope Ian would put that magnificent cock up inside him. He had no experience with cocks in his ass, either big or small, but he was so eager to have Ian’s he squirmed and twisted his ass in invitation.

“We’re going to take this slow, baby. It will hurt because you’re so tight, but just keep pushing out, and if you need me to stop, tell me. I’ll be able to stop for a little while, but probably not for long, okay?”

Something cold spread up the crevice between his cheeks and on his virgin entrance. Looking back over his shoulder, he watched Ian caressing him with some kind of oil, pushing in and out of his hole with his fingertip.

“This oil will help you, sweetheart. It has a numbing ingredient so this won’t hurt so badly. ”

Logan sucked in a breath and hunched at the unaccustomed sensation when the thick finger slid inside him, then relaxed, pushingback against it. Ian’s finger reached inside his ass and explored gently. The new sensation set his hips pumping the mattress. Ian chuckled and put a hand on his lower back to hold him still. His finger, when a second joined the first, burned at first, and then Ian hooked his fingers and touched a spot. Logan squealed in surprised delight. What the hell was that? It almost made him come again, and he’d never been able to come again so quickly or have his cock spring back up so soon after he had. He looked back over his shoulder and Ian smiled at him.

“That was your prostate, baby. Did you like that?”

He touched it again. Logan moaned even louder and fought

to hump his hips. Ian’s big hand wouldn’t let him. Nothing larger than a doctor’s finger sheathed with a rubber glove had ever been inside him, and despite the desire running through his body, he felt a momentary unease. He’d never felt anything like it before, and tensed again when a third finger slipped inside him. Too much, yet he seemed to want what was happening desperately. Still he was frightened whenthe tip of Ian’s huge cock nudged up to his hole and Ian pushed slowly, steadily against the barrier of his tight hole’s ring of muscle.

“Up on your hands and knees, sweetheart. It’ll make it easier. Push out, Logan. It will help you take me in. ”

Did he want this man, this wolf, inside him? God, yes, he wanted him! Was it wrong? Yes, the distant voice in his head cried. It’s unnatural. Logan ignored the voice, casting it away.

Logan pushed out as directed and soon the crown of the big cock slid through, easing the pressure somewhat. Deeper and deeper the cock went, filling Logan until he thought his ass would rip wide open. Still his insane body wanted more. Ian moved gently, back and forth, in and out, deeper each time, all the way in. The last time his heavy balls grazed Logan’s ass. Logan’s groans filled the room, half pain, half pleasure. Stretched to receive Ian as far as he thought he’d ever be able to go, it burned terribly. Still the discomfort eased as his body adjusted. Even more, Ian thrilled him, satisfying a need he hadn’t even known he’d had. A rhythm set up, driving Logan wild. Every time the man—wolf, the inner voice cried—Ian, the stronger voice countered—came close to the special spot and touched it, Logan was swept away in rapture. His own dick went rigid again, painfully so, and he moved his hand to clench it, give it a fist to fuck. Ian blocked his hand.

“No, sweetheart. That’s mine, now. I’ll take care of you. Understand?”

Logan nodded, accepting the idea, making him feel so helpless yet so owned. His own body didn’t belong to him anymore. He was Ian’s. Why was that exciting to him? He thought he might come anyway, but Ian squeezed the base of his dick between his forefinger and thumb.

“Not yet. ”

Logan felt the huge knot at the base of Ian’s penis nudge him. Strange, the sight of the knot hadn’t bothered him even when the voice at the back of his head whispered it was a mutation. Nothuman at all, yet he’d accepted it as just another exotic aspect of the man-wolf. For the first time, he wondered about it. What was Ian going to do? He couldn’t be thinking that huge knot of flesh would fit up inside of him. Could he? The idea made him panic a little, and he whimpered.

Immediately, Ian stoppedand kissed the side of his neck. “Don’t be scared, baby. It will hurt, but you can do this. Your body will stretch to take me. Once it’s inside, we’ll be mated forever. ”

Ian’s fingers worked around Logan’s hole, massaging with the oil and pulling his cheeks apart to open him more. It hurt again. Logan squirmed and moaned.

“Sorry, honey, I know it hurts. Try your best to relax and push out as it goes in. ”

He pushed the baseball sized knot at the base of his penis against Logan again, working it in and pullingLogan’s hole wider with his oiled fingers. Logan whimpered, moaned, and tried desperately to crawl away. Ian’s weight bore him face down flat on the bed effortlessly, not allowing him to move away an inch, spreading his legs wide. Pressing the knot of flesh, pulling his hole up and out, Ian forced the knot halfway in. Logan screamed with a flash of agony spearing through him when the knot popped through and his hole clenched tight, holding it in. He sucked in a breath and then moaned in pleasure from the pressure against his prostate.

A climax started, rippled, and rolled through him. Moaning, he barely felt Ian pumping hard and fast into his ass, Ian climaxing,filling his ass with cum, or Ian’s sharp fangs piercing the flesh of his neck a second time, going deeper than before. A sharp spear of pain followed by pleasure swept down his body, mingling together with the agonizing ache of his ass, the ecstasy of the pressure on his prostate, building, consuming his entire body in a huge seizure of delight. His arms flailed above his head. Ian caught his hands and held him still while he screamed.

Wave after wave of orgasm wracked every nerve, every muscle. He couldn’t breathe, and he couldn’t stop until the last ounce of pleasure had been wrung from him, leaving him weak as it faded, and gasping for breath. He lay absolutely still for all of thirty seconds, just panting for breath as Ian held him, pleasure subsiding, pain rebuilding when the pleasure of another climax started up. He screamed as it came on. Ian kissed the sides of his neck and licked at his nape as long as it lasted, speaking soothing words to him even when he went limp again.

Time moved in slow motion for what seemed hours with climax after climax ripping through him. When it faded, he was exhausted, almost incapacitated. He’d had too many to count, and had a wild thought of this being the way they were going to kill him. If it was, it was certainly a humane way to go. He would be glad to highly recommend it.

Logan turned to look over his shoulder at the man, the wolf, sprawled over his body, his cock buried in Logan’s ass, and the knot, crowding his insides with pain and pleasure. Ian’s penis was still hard inside him. Shivering, he asked, “Is it over?”

“Not quite, baby. ”

The beginnings of another orgasm started, and Logan arched his back. How much longer could this last? How much more could he take? “W-will I die soon?”

Ian chuckled in his ear. “No, darlin’. I’ve got you. You belong to me now, and nothing will ever hurt you again. ”