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I hate it when my wolf takes over.

I keep such tight control over him that when he does get out he goes overboard in everything. My slip this time hadn't been intentional. It's just that not being able to find Josh where I expected him to be on top of the link being abruptly cut off-I lost control. More like I gave it away willingly, in a way. I didn't put up too much resistance if I'm being completely honest.

I'd felt my wolf's mental tug, felt the tidal wave of concern and fury that swamped through our mind and body surging alongside mine. I barely stood a chance when his will forged ahead of my own, possibly stronger than any other time he'd tried to take over. He was swift and determined while I was the part of the brain that panicked first. My moment of raw devastation at what could possibly have happened to my pup to cut him from me, shut mind from his, was enough. Only a mere split second was all it took to have me riding in the background, peering through my own eyes but through a dim, filtered lens.

I felt the violent tumultuous waves of my wolf's anger as it boiled in our very bones. This time whoever dared to even glance at our mate the wrong way was going to pray to the Goddess that they'd never been made. Beg her to unmake them down to their very atoms, just so they would be able to escape my wrath. And what a devasting wrath it would have been, if there was actually a culprit to impose all of this pent-up rage upon.

But no, there was only a very, very naughty pup who'd just wanted to rile his Alpha up enough to get fucked. I'd seen through my tunnel-like vision the flustered, blushing face of my beta trying to explain his actions while also attempting to placate the irate alpha-wolf he faced. It was kind of amusing, watching him fumble through his words meekly. Cute. His adorable blundering didn't help him at all. It couldn't. Not when our vision was still tinted red and the wolf in control decided that punishment was in order.

To his credit, my beta-mate took the punishment graciously. Okay, that's a lie. My baby practically begged for it and that made our blood boil for an entirely different reason. He wanted our seed. To be filled up and bred by his Alpha.

But he didn't deserve it. Not after hiding from me, after giving me a fucking heart attack. No. My wolf's mind was made up. Denial would be our needy, attention-seeking pup's well-deserved punishment. Denying him what he wanted most. I won't lie, if it were me in charge I would have caved the moment I saw the heat and hunger blazing in his blue eyes. I would have given him just what he'd been craving and more because making sure my mate was happy and satisfied-in all ways-made me happy. And because I love him, and he should know that all he has to do is ask and I'd move oceans for him.

It really wouldn't have been a big deal if he had just come to me outright and told me what he'd wanted. Granted I have been overly precautious since Josh showed signs of going into heat. I just wanted to be careful and not accidentally do anything we weren't ready for. Like having kids. We are not ready for that. At all. The amount of stress it would cause for one thing is something I don't envy Zev and Kaleb, especially right now.

So, yes it's probably my fault and I'd pushed him into communicating what he wanted the way he knows best. Getting under my damn skin. Goddess, he's really done it this time. The thoughts floating around in my head right now, generated by my wolf, were merciless. He truly intended to force our mate into a pliant submission, one that I knew Josh would readily fall into, no force needed. Josh may be jagged and sharp, dangerous and unapproachable on the outside, but on the inside was a man who just wanted to be loved and accepted and kept. He needed assurance that he was wanted. Verbal affirmations of love are one thing, but what my baby really adores is physical expressions of the emotion.

Josh loves it when I shower his body with kisses. When I press his well-muscled body against my own and hold him. When I pin him beneath me and show him just how much I love that he is mine and I am his. It drives him crazy in the best way, calms his insecurities, and makes him melt into a calm, easy-going state, not so jagged and unwelcoming on the outside. I love to see it. Because when I had met him when we were younger, he was just anger given a tiny malnourished body. Tiny, despite being an Alpha's pup and angry because he hadn't been able to rationalize the cruelty of his own parental figure not wanting him anymore. I had wanted him though, as a friend at the time, now that want was very different and consuming in a very different way as well.

Then we were friends who complimented each other's strengths, now we complement each other's souls. Perfectly.

No, force wouldn't be needed. It wasn't. I saw the way Josh crumbled at our feet as if desperate to be reprimanded. I saw the man lapse seamlessly into his submission as if it was as natural as breathing. I enjoyed the sight. It filled me with the most overwhelming and indescribable feeling to know that he felt safe enough with me to give me this-his body, his mind, willingly and earnestly. Like he needed me to take it, guard it and keep it safe so he could just let go, just be, if only for a little while.

I would always be this safe space for Josh, always and no matter what. His trust is something I couldn't live without. I love him so much and that is why seeing him bat his eyes up at me from his position between my knees on the floor would have had me crumbling. I wasn't in control though, and the grip my wolf had over our body was unshakable. My wolf loved fiercely and there is nothing on this planet that he loves more than our mate.

Josh doesn't stand a chance and I'm pretty sure he knows it. I think what ticked my wolf off the most was Josh hiding from us and my thoughts are confirmed when I catch the fleeting strand of thought before he says it.

As if he could hide from me, he belongs to me.

And I thought I was possessive. I will say that most of my possessive tendencies stem from the wolf that prowls under my skin. We are one and the same after all. Although I'm not in control I do enjoy the way Josh looks with my thumb in his mouth and that dazed look in his eye. I enjoy it a lot and though the Alpha doesn't show Josh just how it affects him I can feel it. The sight sets off a fire in us that blazes hot and sweltering. I feel our muscles flex and our skin clams up a little. Fuck he looks so good like that, we should stick our-

I want his dick in my mouth so bad. I want to suck him down my throat and taste him on my tongue. He could feed me his cum and I'll drink it all-

His thoughts were loud through our bond even though I hadn't reached for them. I wonder if he pushed them out on purpose, to stoke the fire raging in us so he'd get his way. If it were just me it would have worked, but the Alpha wasn't swayed even an inch, if anything that just made him want to punish our mate more. He wanted Josh crying, begging, and repentant. It was tempting, the image that he held. Those blue eyes puffy, pink, full lips wet and begging-fuck. He wants to absolutely ruin him, in the best way, but I'm not entirely sure Josh can handle it. Would this be too much for him?

Where I would sometimes call my pup a little cumdump-'cause it drives him crazy-I don't really mean the words. My wolf however seems to have a degradation kink that rivals Josh's. I would much rather call him a good pup but that's part of what Josh likes. My wolf isn't holding back and I'm glad to see that Josh isn't feeling put down by the words and actions of his Alpha. If the way his arousal is permeating through the air so thick it's suffocating, making my mouth water, is anything to go by.

Then, they were striking a bargain. Unfortunately, I'd been forced so far to the back of our being that I have only been able to catch bits and pieces of what they were saying. My wolf's thoughts kept me mostly up to speed, sort of. The dim tunnel of my vision sometimes turned black altogether, it was frustrating. But I was able to get the gist of what had been proposed. I could see the gears turning in my mate's head but I wasn't surprised that it didn't take him very long to decide what his answer was going to be.

"O-Okay, Daddy."

I felt the electric tingle that raced down our spine at those words. I'm not sure if Josh actually spent enough time thinking this over. His response was too fast and I'm pretty sure that what my wolf was thinking about and what he had in mind were on two very different levels.

Oh pup, I thought, sympathetically as my wolf spoke the words out loud. "You should have said no," he finishes, twisting our lips into an excited snarl.

Then my sight went dark. I was cut off from what was happening visually, by no fault of my wolf's really. His desire was so strong he accidentally knocked me further back. I wasn't worried that he'd hurt Josh, we're incapable of doing that, overwhelming him, on the other hand, is different. I couldn't see, but I could hear and feel and taste.

I felt it as Josh's warmth swallowed my cock greedily. Tasted his mouth as my wolf muffled his cries with our tongue. Heard him desperately beg and plead for mercy; to be able to cum. Daddy, he kept whining. That only wound us up more and we came inside him over and over again. It felt so fucking good. Good enough that I almost cursed myself out for denying us this level of pleasure. It was almost too much, feeling his walls squeeze as I filled him with my seed.

I think I'm addicted.

My internal musing felt disjointed and easily distractable from one blindly pleasurable sensation to the next. I wish I could see the expression on my mate's face right now. Would his face be red and puffy? His lips plump and red from abuse, his body slicked with sweat and my cum?

I wanted to see for myself.

It felt like I was clawing my way through a dark vertical tunnel. Slowly grappling with whatever outside stimulus managed to reach me and hanging on for dear life. So slow. It was taking forever and my wolf wasn't helping. His focus was so narrowed there was no way to catch his attention so that we could share control. He's too out of it. Josh was currently bringing all of his dirtiest fantasies to life right before his eyes and the Alpha was determined not to miss a single moment. I don't blame him; our mate is deliciously addictive.

Climbing back to full awareness was hard. Always has been and probably always will be but I managed it. My wolf's thoughts were no longer echoing booms that suppressed my own. They'd toned down. The giant horny beast was still preoccupied with his mate and hardly noticed my taking back control little by little until we were once again truly one-in-the-same. Both of us now peered through our eyes equally.

What I saw made my heart stutter and my balls fill with more cum to pump into my mate. Josh looked absolutely wrecked. His beautiful blue eyes were streaming with tears, his enticing mouth hung open, drool dripping from the corner. His face was flushed red and the sounds, dear Goddess, the sounds he was making...

Fuck!

"Daddy-please..." He begged.

We growled.

"Take it. Take my cock," My wolf snarled, pounding harder. "Take my cum. Take it all like a good little cumslut for Daddy."

Josh let out a low sound from the back of his throat. A mix between a sob and a moan. "Yehshs, Dhaddii."

He looked and sounded absolutely fucked out. It filled the very basic, primal part of me with savage satisfaction. No one else would ever be able to make him look like this, sound like this. Make him feel the way I am right now. He's m-

"Mine!" The word snarled up my throat, clashing with the sound of our wet slapping bodies. Josh's eyes rolled as his whole body shuddered. His heavenly hole, abused as it was, tightened hard for a moment in response to the spoken claim. Unable to help myself I leaned forward, needing those pebbled nipples in my mouth. Needing to place bruise after bruise on his chest-mark him up. So I did. I feasted on him and Josh cried and growled and begged. And I pounded into his hot slicked ass with all the force I could muster.

Josh screamed as tears fell down his flushed cheeks. His body tensing and flexing under me like he didn't know how to contain his pleasure. "Fuck! Please!"

His eyes rolled in blind ecstasy, drool slipping down the side of his mouth. We flipped him, pulling out fast and plunging back in once he was settled on his stomach. The perfect position for breeding. My wolf noted. I still wasn't fully in control, so I couldn't soften the force of my thrusts or the grip I had on his waist.

The bed shook and Josh cried out again, thighs shaking. His hole quivered around my cock and I saw stars. This should be outlawed. If the rest of my left was spent buried inside of my beautiful mate, I'd be grateful. Blessed.

The next thrust had my wolf completely losing his mind. All the thoughts running through my head circled around fucking and breeding. We'd fill Josh with our seed until it spilled down his thighs in a rush, only to fill him with more. More.

More.

I snarled loudly, shaking the windows from the force of it. Josh whined weakly underneath me, hands clawing at the bed as he attempted to crawl away. The attempt was so fucking cute, but my wolf just pulled him back till we were balls deep in him once again.

"Daddy...no-no more. Ahhh, mmm! Please!" Josh pleaded brokenly, thighs twitching as his arms gave out.

Instantly the fever that had been blazing like an inferno in my veins halted. It didn't cool a bit but it was easier to think around it. This time it was my wolf who had a brain fart. I didn't give the alpha a chance to gather his scattered thoughts before I pushed him back as far as I could.

Josh crumbles completely once I let go of his bruised hips. My mate squirms onto his side as best he could to peer up at me, eyes wet.

I stared into my mate's eyes as I collected myself. Slowly coming back into full control. I see in the reflection of his eyes that my own melt into brown.

"D-Darren?" Josh calls timid and unsure, his voice is a little hoarse, but still breathy like the only sounds he can make are moans. I should have taken back control sooner. A pang of guilt sliced my heart. This had been too much. The relieved note in his voice almost had my heart stalling completely.

I'd gone too far.

"Josh," I breathe. His name came out like a groan. "Sorry, pup." I apologize, kissing his cheeks softly. Josh whines lowly, submissively as he bares his neck for me. He whines again as I nuzzle the exposed column. So sweet. "I'm very sorry, pup. This was too much wasn't it?" Another soft lupine sound in response. His big body trembles underneath me and I run a soothing hand down his side.

This is what I'd been afraid of that day I'd walked away from Josh and left him in the living room. I'd been scared that my instincts would take over and I'd end up taking things too far. I think I did this time. If my wolf had been in control at the time Josh had told me I'd turned him into a cockslut, he'd have made this situation seem like gentle lovemaking. He would have fucked Josh right there in the living room and growled loud enough for everyone to hear and know that Josh was his. Proudly. I'd been able to prevent it then, but this time I failed.

"F-uck, I need to c-cum." Josh cries out sadly. Tears fall down his face and I wipe them away tenderly. My Josh was so overwhelmed-overstimulated. "Pl-Please let me c-cum, daddy..."

"You can cum. It's okay." I soothe, rocking into him gently. His eyes roll, hips raising off the bed a bit. Josh's fat, glistening cock twitches desperately against his ripped abdomen. I pump into him slowly, making sure to hit all of his favorite spots. The way his muscles twitch as he tries to cope with his pleasure nearly drives me to the brink. Now I really can't blame my wolf for being a selfish-fuck, our mate is beyond anything we could have ever imagined.

"Cum for me, that's it," I encourage just as the first spurt of cum dribbles down his swollen tip. I'll have to clean that up with my tongue after-" You're so good for me pup. Empty for me." His cheeks flush even more as he mewls sweetly at the praise. Josh's breathing went absolutely ragged before his eyes shuttered close and his lips fell open.

I wasn't prepared for the sound of absolute ecstasy that poured from him as he clenched so hard around me I saw stars. I growled softly, almost overcome with pleasure myself. My eyes were half-lidded as I watched his beautiful cock erupt fully. His cum joined the preexisting pools of mine on his face and chest.

MINE.

Fuck! BREED HIM. My wolf practically shouts from the back of my mind as he scratches toward the surface. I snarl, baring my fangs as my eyes turned gold. Josh whimpers at my expression, instantly submitting. I love it, love the vulnerable position he's in under me.

Too much. I need to tone it down. With a deep, calming breath, I shove my wolf back down and my eyes immediately turn back to brown.

"Cumm-can I have it?" Josh asks weakly and I crumble. "Want mo-more."

"Oh, yeah, of course, baby," I assure softly.

I press our lips together gently, trying to convey that I was sorry and that I loved him and that he was the best. I worshipped his lips as soft hiccupped breaths passed through them. I could feel my cum inside him as I stroked slowly in and out of his worn hole. I stifle the growl that wanted to rip from my throat. He feels too fucking good. It doesn't take long before I'm filling him with my seed again. Josh lets out another cry, a moan vibrating through his throat.

It feels so good. I caught the thought and let it reassure me that maybe this hadn't been a step too far. But I would let Josh verbally tell me later, once I had him cleaned up and rested.

The shower took a while. Josh's whole body was dead weight and I held him upright the whole time. I didn't mind, that just made it easier to pamper him the way he deserved. As I washed my mate's beautiful body, I counted all the bruises I'd left on his skin. Some were hickies but most were from where I'd gripped a little too hard without meaning to. They'd heal up soon. Especially after I get my mate into bed and rested. Sleep always helps with the healing process.

I'd cleaned him out, though I could tell that didn't sit too well with Josh. I got the distinct impression that he wanted to keep my cum inside him. He didn't fight me on it, thank Goddess. Once we were both clean, dried, and dressed, I brought Josh back to our bed, stripping the messy comforter off before helping him onto it.

My pup had a hazy, pleasure-drunk expression on his face. So fucking cute. Once I made sure Josh was comfortable, I turned out the lights and climbed in next to him. I pulled him closer to me, cuddling up to him under the fresh cover I'd grabbed before getting into bed. Josh curled into my side, placing his head on my chest. My hand found its way into his hair in an effort to calm myself down.

"Pup," I nuzzle his brown locks with my nose, breathing in his fresh scent that was still mixed with mine. "Are you okay?"

"Mmm." He nods, throwing an arm over my waist. "Yes, daddy."

"DId, I go too far?" I need him to tell me because if I hurt my Josh like that... I-

"M'fine, daddy." The words are garbled and a little muffled since his face is buried in my neck. "W-Was I good for you? Do you for-forgive me?" I kiss his forehead, squeezy our body's together gently.

"You're perfect," I promise. " Always perfect for me." I feel his smile against my skin. "No, I'm not mad anymore."

| ZEV

My puppy wouldn't look me in the eyes. His head stayed tilted toward the floor, black curls like a curtain hiding whatever expression he wore. His pale hands roved over his swollen belly almost absentmindedly as he purposely avoided my gaze.

After I'd gotten him to our room Kaleb suddenly shut down and wouldn't even acknowledge my presence. That's all it took for my blind rage to go careening into oblivion. He was on our bed, back against the headboard, propped up with a bunch of fluffy pillows. I sat at the end of the mattress, arms crossed.

"Why did you hide, puppy?" I ask. A soft sniffle, but no verbal reply. I growl and Kaleb tenses. "I won't ask again."

"I didn't want you to get mad..." My omega admits timidly, finally lifting his chin just enough to catch his grey eyes in my gaze. They were lined with tears. I tilt my head, raising an eyebrow.

"You expected me to be happy that I couldn't find you?" I can't help the deep snarl that laced through the words.

It wasn't just him that I was worried about. If anything were to take Kaleb and our children away from me- permanently or otherwise- I'd lose it completely. My existence would lose meaning without him in it and I don't appreciate making a joke out of that. Even if it wasn't intentional.

"No..." Kaleb drops his eyes to his lap again, regret crossing his expression. He'd read my thoughts and felt just how much his going missing hurt me. His pink lips wobble before he bites his bottom one. Shaking his head, he takes a small breath. "I'm sorry! It was a really stupid game. I just wanted attention. It was-I-It was dumb." My mate apologizes before getting on to his knees and carefully closing the distance between us. When our gazes meet again, the tears flow freely.

"I won't do it again. Promise!" I open my arms for him, letting him crawl into my embrace. Where he belongs. Kaleb's face goes into my neck, his favorite hiding place, and I rest my chin on his black curls. There's absolutely no way I could ever stay upset with Kaleb. Especially when he looks like this. I sigh again, moving closer to my mate with a soft smile. I love my adorable, naughty puppy, even if he has unlocked a sudden desire to give me random heart attacks.

"Little one," I sigh as the rest of my irritation fades away completely. You hold the power to destroy me, wield it a bit more carefully next time. I say softly through our bond as I cradle him close. He fits perfectly as always. I can hear our hearts begin to sync again as he slowly calms down.

"I am really sorry, Zev." Kaleb apologizes again. "It was my idea and it-it was really stupid."

"You do know that if you weren't pregnant right now, I'd spank you?" I say, half playfully. "Spank you and fuck you and make you beg for my forgiveness." I feel the warmth that spreads across his cheeks from where his face is touching my skin. A shiver rolls down his spine and I chase it with my hand as I rub his back gently.

"I deserve to be punished... I was a naughty puppy."

"Very naughty." I agree.

Standing, I make sure he won't slip from my hold as I move to put him back at the top of the bed. Gently, I lay him against the pillows, making sure he's propped up comfortably. All the while Kaleb watches me shyly, biting that lip of his. He knows what that does to me. Pressing my thumb against the abused flesh, I rescue it from his teeth softly.

"What do I tell you about that lip, puppy?" I growl in his ear. Kaleb's breath catches in his throat. I place a kiss on his mark. "I wish I could bury my cock in you the way I want to, but that wouldn't be a good idea even if you weren't pregnant," I admit. "I'd break you."

Kaleb trembles, mewling softly. From the corner of my eye, I see his legs widening. "If-If I wasn't full with your pups," My mate says softly almost breathless like he was imagining the scene in his head. "I'd beg for it."

I growl, instantly and painfully hard when Kaleb shows me just what he had in mind. Him, bare and willing, face pressed into the sheets like when I'd taken him during his heat, ass high in the air dripping with slick. Kaleb let me hear the words he'd use to rile me and soothe that primal beast inside me.

My hands find his bottoms and I push them down his legs. The images stop. I look back at Kaleb's embarrassed face.

"Did I say stop?" I bare my fangs a little. Kaleb shakes his head, eyes going wide. "Then don't. Show me." Kaleb moans as my hand rubs his wetness, spreading his sweet slick along his already straining cock. Show me how you'd let me ruin your body in order to earn my forgiveness. My omega whines aloud, spreading his legs further.

And he shows me.

Zev grips my shoulders from behind, pressing them into the mattress, thighs corralling my legs that hold my ass high in the air. I can feel his large cock throbbing inside me. He'd slipped it in so roughly I thought I would fall apart right then. I was still shaking from the force of it. The broad tip touched that wonderful spot inside of me torturously.

"I d-deserve this, don't I?" I ask and receive a deep, roaring snarl in response. I get wetter. I love when he growls and snarls at me. "P-Please punish your little ome-" The words never fully make it out before my mate pulls out and plummets back into me. Stars danced before me. All the air in my body leaves in a great whoosh from the impact. Again. I'm desperate for him to do it again.

I work my hand over Kaleb's swollen cock, my omega whining from the stimulation. My own cock twitched in my shorts with the need to be buried inside him like I was in my mate's thoughts. I want to cum all over him so he'd be covered in my scent.

My Kaleb's thighs quiver, hands straining around his round belly, trying to touch himself too. His face is an embarrassed pink as he fails.

"Show me, puppy," I snarl, tightening my hand around him. Kaleb's hips buck. His grey eyes water, spilling down his cheeks. So delicious. Grabbing his desperate hands with one of mine, I pin them above his head and growl. My puppy whines and bares his neck for me again.

So hard. He's fucking into me so hard. My eyes roll back as countless sounds of pleasure pour out of my The hands on my waist pull me on and off his fat, throbbing cock roughly-punishingly. Tears soak the pillowcase that's also absorbing my cries. I feel so overwhelmed with him. Zev snarls above, overcome with his own ecstasy as he breaks me in the best way possible.

"I should make you beg for my cum. Hell, I should have made you beg for my cock," Drool slides down from the corner of my mouth. I would beg if he made me. I'd beg and plead and promise to be good just for him. I'd mean every word. The tip of him brutally pummels into that sweet spot deep inside making my wolf mewl. It feels so good I think I'm going to pass out. I don't want this to end.

"Ze-Zev-Aghh!! Oh, goddess, plea-please don't sto-'

"Just like that, puppy, beg," He grumbles.

One hand moves off of my waist and then two thick fingers are being pushed past my lips, forming a hook on the side of my mouth. My face is pulled from the pillow as I'm fucked within an inch of losing consciousness.

"Fuck, Kaleb," I groan deeply, surging forward to press our lips together harshly. His small hands curl against my collar bone meekly as he opens for me. Such a good puppy. He takes my brutal kiss, pliant and soft. Kaleb sucks on my tongue and I chuff, heat pooling in my groin. I want to be inside him so bad it literally hurts. I know if I so much as put the tip in his cute little hole I'd lose control. I'd make my mate's daydream seem like tender lovemaking.

Kaleb pulls back and I let him, watching him with an emerald gaze. "I wa-want to cum. Can I? P-Please?"

My mouth curls into a crooked smile, showing my fangs. Kaleb trembles, legs moving further apart. I take my hand off his cock completely and his face crumbles. A choked sob spills from him, lips settling into a pout. Hie expression quickly changes to one of anticipation when my fingers begin circling his wet hole.

I can't help my moan. He's so fucking wet for me. Closing my eyes I take a deep breath, trying to hold on to reason. Kaleb makes that very hard when he's practically grinding that sweet ass on my fingers desperately.

"Please..." He begs. Music to my ears. "Please, Zev."

"Show me the rest," I command gruffly, opening my eyes again. "And I'll let you come on my fingers." I shove them inside him roughly and his eyes cross.

"Ah! Oh Goddess, Zev..." He quivers, panting. "Yo-You're torturing m-me!" I rub a finger against his walls, showing him just how bad true torture could be.

"Good." I bare my fangs, letting a full-on snarl enter my voice. "You deserve to have to earn your orgasm. Now show me." His lip curls under his teeth as he continues.

His cock has always been too big and yet, my body welcomes him every time. Even now as he plunges into me, stretching me impossibly wide, I quiver and tremble with bone-crumbling pleasure that scrambles my brain. He's never fucked me this hard before. Zev has always been controlled in how much he lets himself go. Not this time.

This time, he uses my body as a toy made just for him. I don't think my pleasure really matters. Why should it? I was a naughty puppy and deserve whatever punishment my Zev gives me. Even if it's to torture me with his big cock rearranging my insides until he fills me up over and over.

I whine under him, clenching down. I want his seed dripping from me, marking me. I want to feel it slide down my thighs even while he's still using me. The thought alone makes me cry harder, tears falling faster.

"Pleassh-ahhh! Oh mah, oh myyy-ohhh." I try to get out around his fingers but it's almost impossible. I want to cum. I want his cum. I need it.

"I'm going to make you cum on my cock, puppy. I want to feel you milking my seed." his hips drive harder, he must be close. He fucks into me harder. "Cum!"

The way I break apart as my orgasm crashes through me has me worried I won't be able to put myself together again. At the same time I don't care, swept up in another tidal wave of sensation as his cock fills me up to the brim with his release. My mate keeps fucking me through all of it, snarling and growling-

"Fucking cum." I snap, wanting to see him break apart as he had in his daydream. I needed it like I needed air. My fingers fucked him hard and fast, intentionally hitting all his favorite spots. his head thrashed from the onslaught, hips trying to wiggle away. I was unrelenting. He was going to give me his cum. And he did. My mate screamed, bucking up as his orgasm finally crashed through him.

"Mmmh, yessh." Kaleb cums spectacularly, hips fucking into my fist as best he can. Slick gushes from him as his swollen cock erupts, shooting line after line of release onto the bed and his belly. The sight is enough to put me right on the edge. "Sho gudssh-" The tears fall harder. Fuck, I want to ruin him more.

When he's spent and spasming from residual pleasure, I pull my fingers from him eliciting a long satisfied groan. I lick my lips at the delicious sight of my mate after cumming. He's so beautiful. The hardness in my shorts feels like it has a separate heartbeat. It's so stiff it hurts. Kaleb could poke me and I'd probably cum all over him.

"Yo-You're hard, Zev," My mate croaks, looking at me under thick lashes. "I want you to cum too." I groan, what did I do to earn such a tempting mate? "What can I do to earn your cum?"

"That mouth of yours has been driving me crazy, I know just what you can do for me, puppy." Kaleb immediately perks up again at the thought of having me in his mouth. He doesn't hesitate to scoot closer to the side of the bed. I help him readjust, moving pillows until he's propped up perfectly to take my cock.

Kaleb's eyes are riveted on my dick as it slaps against my stomach. He doesn't hesitate to open his mouth as I move closer, eagerly wrapping his lips around the head and suckling. My eyes roll back as he slowly takes me deeper.

"Just like that, fuck, puppy," I groan, thrusting softly. My fingers tangle in his dark curls as I begin to bad his head on and off of me. Kaleb lets me, his hands wrapping around the rest of me that won't fit into his mouth. He moans at the praise and the vibration has my hips stuttering. "Shit."

It doesn't take long. I'm already too worked up that the sight of my cock being slurped on my by my mate's pink lips is enough to have me cumming down his throat with a roar. I shove myself to the back of his throat and hold him there, forcing him to take it. My mate whimpers, cheeks filling with my release.

I pull out, wrapping my hand around my cock making sure I get the rest of my seed on his face and chest. So fucking beautiful. Kaleb whimpers but lets me paint him with my cum. I groan, pulling my cock one last time.

Kaleb only curls into my chest when I pick him up and carry him into the bathroom, eyes already drooping. He's been sleeping a lot lately. I quickly wash up the both of us in the shower. When we were done, I wrapped my mate in a fluffy towel and set him in a chair as I went about putting clean sheets on the bed.

Kaleb was struggling to keep his eyes open by the time I covered him with one of my shirts and when I put us both into bed I was gifted the sweetest kiss before he wiggled closer in my embrace and fell asleep. I kissed his dark curls letting his scent of vanilla fill my nose.

What am I going to do with him?