[The threat almost had him struggling for freedom, to run free and nude with the snap of leaves and twigs against his skin, the soft cold ground under his feet, the flush of heat in his skin and the caress of his hair until Steve caught him. So close to struggling, to feeling that chase, but it was over before it had ever began as Steve's weight pressed him into the soft grass under his back.
He cried out a howl at the bite though, feeling the sting and then the rise of heat to the surface of his damaged skin. He thrashed his legs around Steve's thighs, threatening to fight and upend his soon-to-be mate, but he arched as his fingers was convinced off of Steve, the single mode of control that he had. It had been hard and heavy and warm in his grip.
As Steve thrusts into him, his hands gripped the golden wolf's back, a sharp moan leaving his throat as his body stretched to accommodate Steve's thick girth. It set nerves he had no idea existed singing, and his walls contracted and molded around the invading erection, forming and memorizing it, bonding his body to Steve's. His mate even without a bite; his body would accept no other comfortably, would potentially bear no pups but those sired by Steve himself.]
G-gods, Steve... yours, I'm yours! [There was no turning back; he wanted to laugh with joy. He was no longer a negotiating piece for his grandfather.] Fuck me hard, alpha.
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He cried out a howl at the bite though, feeling the sting and then the rise of heat to the surface of his damaged skin. He thrashed his legs around Steve's thighs, threatening to fight and upend his soon-to-be mate, but he arched as his fingers was convinced off of Steve, the single mode of control that he had. It had been hard and heavy and warm in his grip.
As Steve thrusts into him, his hands gripped the golden wolf's back, a sharp moan leaving his throat as his body stretched to accommodate Steve's thick girth. It set nerves he had no idea existed singing, and his walls contracted and molded around the invading erection, forming and memorizing it, bonding his body to Steve's. His mate even without a bite; his body would accept no other comfortably, would potentially bear no pups but those sired by Steve himself.]
G-gods, Steve... yours, I'm yours! [There was no turning back; he wanted to laugh with joy. He was no longer a negotiating piece for his grandfather.] Fuck me hard, alpha.