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“You’ve known a lot of pain, and a lot of loss,” Henry commiserated.
“Not as much as some. And I was given a second chance. That’s two more chances than multitudes get. I know I am fortunate, no matter how much pain I might have experienced.”
Henry kissed him again, driving all thought from his head and absolving him of the need to hash through the misery of a war torn past. The present was so much more rich and immediate. Lorien's cock was rock hard, but today he wanted to give another part of himself.
There was so much potential for this to feel like humiliation, but as he took a prone position on the bed, inviting Henry to take him, he didn’t feel embarrassed at all. He felt treasured. Henry’s touch was almost reverent. He did not immediately die for the tight hole between his cheeks. Instead he took his time to massage and to explore with lips and tongue, tasting, licking, nipping here and there. He was a hungry and very oral beast Lorien discovered, and that technique was taken all the way down to his ass.
He felt the alpha’s tongue sliding between his cheeks, bathing the dark core of him. It was a sensation that sent such intense pleasure rushing through him, forcing precum to seep from his cock onto the rough green blanket Henry preferred to sleep under.
Henry was taking his time, making sure Lorien was ready every step of the way. He was also putting Lorien through the most intense experience of delayed gratification possible. They had been playing around this from the moment they met. He needed Henry inside him. He needed to feel connected to know that this was all real, not some sick game.
The pack master’s tongue alone could have taken him to climax, but before Lorien could spill his seed, Henry withdrew and replaced the hot, wet lapping with a cooler sensation of gel lubricant, fingered around and inside Lorien’s ass with a gentle and adept touch.
For the first time in a long time, Lorien was truly submissive. He laid out on the bed, waiting to be taken, giving himself to Henry without a word. He was caught in a surge of sensations, giving into old instincts.
“Are you ready?” The question came over his shoulder, accompanied by a kiss to his cheek. Henry was being tender, but Lorien knew very well the raw power the alpha had at his disposal.
“Yes,” Lorien moaned. “Please.”
“Such a polite young man,” Henry growled, though Lorien was arguably far older than he. Lorien felt the head of Henry’s cock pressing against his ass, following the same path Henry’s fingers had previously taken. It was much larger, much hotter, and as he relaxed to allow the pack master inside, it meant much more.
As the alpha’s cock finally breached the boundaries of his body, Lorien was more than ready for it. He was desperate for it. The feeling of being stretched and filled came with another unexpected sensation, an emotional sense of joining. Henry eased himself inside him with a powerfully controlled motion until Lorien was full all the way to the hilt, their bodies intimately knitted together.
“Oh yes,” Henry growled against the back of Lorien’s neck. “You feel so fucking good. Tight. Deep.”
Lorien made an incoherent reply, a general moaning of agreement. This did feel so good. He was being stretched and claimed, he was being loved completely in every way. Henry wrapped one of his muscular, tattooed arms around under his neck and held him close. It could have been a choke hold, but it was a tender embrace.
The feeling of Henry's cock deep inside him only got hotter with every thrust. At first, he was more tense than he wanted to be, his tightness verged on the painful. But the longer Henry was inside him the more his body gave in and submitted, and the hot nub of sensation inside him was rubbed with every thrust. It was so intense he didn’t know whether he was going to cry or come. Possibly both. Henry had made no promises in words, but every stroke felt like a vow. Every time Lorien was with Henry, he felt like a better, stronger, more complete creature. Sex was no exception to that; it was an even greater connection and an even more intense boost.
The last place Lorien ever expected to make sense was with a wolf, but there could be no denying they fit. It was proved every time Henry's powerful hips slapped against his ass, driving that thick cock deeper and deeper... was it getting thicker? It felt like it. It felt like he was getting less and less able to take this cock, and that was a problem because it was pushing him closer and closer to a rough and ragged orgasm.
Henry was feeling it too, his breath was hot on Lorien’s neck, the threat of the wolf not far away. But Lorien was not afraid anymore. He was intensely turned on. He was finding it harder and harder to hold back as he approached that carnal precipice which led to a perfect oblivion.
“Give it to me,” Henry growled in his ear as he pulled his arm from Lorien’s neck and rolled them both onto their sides so he could grab Lorien’s dick and pump it to completion, demanding orgasm and giving a hard ass pounding that made it absolutely compulsory.
He came hard. So hard it felt like the orgasm was being ripped from the very core of him. As he came, he felt Henry coming too, but it wasn’t just a hot splash of beast seed inside him. It was a sudden thick swelling that stretched him almost impossibly wide.
“What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fucckkkkk!” He screamed and jerked away, only to be held in place and made to take it.
“It’s my knot,” Henry panted against Lorien’s ear. “Don’t worry. It won’t stay forever. It just needs some time. It's designed to keep my seed inside you.”
Lorien's cock throbbed at those words. He was a vampire. There was no way Henry could knock him up, but it sure as hell felt like he could right now. He hadn’t just been mated. He'd been fucking bred.
Henry was right. It stabilized over a period of seconds, and then became more than tolerable, it became hot proof of the connection between them. The thick knot of the alpha’s cock held Henry inside Lorien for almost an hour. In that time they lay together in a post-coital haze, at first saying very little, and then as they settled, sharing themselves with one another in words as well as deed.
“I am devoted to you,” Henry told Lorien. “No matter what happens. No matter what you do. I hope you can feel that.”
“I do feel it. I just don't understand it,” Lorien admitted.
There was an ache as Henry slid from him and turned him around to face him. He looked into the pack master’s eyes and saw all the emotion between them there.
“You’re an incredible creature,” Henry said. “You're stronger than anybody suspects, and you will be great one day. But you’re more than a destiny. You’re smart. You’re brave. You’re elegant. You have suffered more than you’ll ever admit. And you’ve never let it break you.”
“I’ve cracked from time to time,” Lorien said.
“Yes. You’re a vicious creature at your core, but so I am. There’s nothing wrong with being who you are. It’s what makes me love you.”
“You love me?”
