Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 34185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Notalus lifted himself up on his knees, his thighs quivering from the effort before he sank back down to the hilt. He did it again, this time slower so that he felt every inch, every ridge, every bulging vein. Dustin bowed his back, reaching up and clutching Notalus’ shoulders and shoving him back down with a force that made him cry out.
Dustin bit down on his bottom lip, his gaze intense, his movements tameless as he braced his feet on the mattress and began to thrust up into him with savage ferocity. Notalus had only given in to his selfish needs a few times in his extended life and enjoyed the strength and heat of a man inside of him. But not a single one compared to Dustin. He had a cock that felt tailor-made for him with the way he nailed that magical place inside of Notalus that’d been dormant for a thousand years and had him pleading for Dustin to go deeper. He could take all that his alpha had to offer and satisfy him in a way no other man ever could.
Notalus held on tight for the ride as Dustin kept him in a controlling grip, his soft brown eyes turning a rich espresso as he did. His wolf was there, his dominating presence making Notalus’ limbs feel beyond his control and forcing his blood to pulse in his veins. His head felt heavy, his neck unable to hold his head up as Notalus surrendered and let it fall back and to the side.
Dustin
Harvest Moon Wolf
Dustin was so enraptured with his new mate and lost in the pleasure of his dick being buried to the base in a hot, welcoming hole that he almost missed the obvious signs of Notalus’ submission.
Dustin reared up and drove both hands into Notalus’ thick mane and kissed him while he fucked him until he was limp and begging for his come.
“My alpha, I want your seed to fill me up,” Notalus slurred as if he was drunk, his head slouching to the left, his vein throbbing in his neck as if beckoning for Dustin’s bite.
In one swift move and with strength he didn’t know he possessed, Dustin caught Notalus around his waist and flipped him over onto his stomach. With one hand clutching his waist and the other holding the back of Notalus’ neck, Dustin drove his cock back inside and dominated his titan in a way that satisfied him and his animal. His wolf howled for Dustin to claim their mate, that he’d waited long enough. Notalus’ chest was flat on the bed, his legs spread wide and his body completely docile.
Dustin glided a rough palm down Notalus’ thigh. “Open wider,” he commanded. And to his wolf’s absolute delight, Notalus obeyed.
Dustin’s heart soared, and his wolf clamored to the surface at Notalus’ full submission. It appeared second nature to his titan as he shoved his curvy ass higher, his head limp and craned to the side. Dustin’s canines lowered, and his hips sped up at the approach of his orgasm.
Notalus groaned, “Alpha,” as he seemed to struggle to get to his hands and knees under Dustin’s persistent thrusts.
Dustin’s wolf was more powerful and dominating than he’d ever felt him before as he yanked Notalus to his knees, his back pressed firmly against Dustin’s chest. His mate was practically lifeless in his arms, his head resting on Dustin’s shoulder.
His orgasm slammed into him as he cried out against the back of Notalus’ head, digging his nails into his waist and gripping him tight to him. Notalus’ body was so pliant that he allowed himself to be handled as if he was only semi-conscious. Dustin thrust in one last time as Notalus moaned and called out for him with his soul to claim him.
And that’s exactly what Dustin did.
He pulled Notalus’ curtain of hair to the side as his head fell to the other. Dustin jerked violently at the first jolt of his ease deep inside Notalus’ channel. His wolf charged to the forefront, making his vision grow keener, his senses sharper as his canines dropped to his bottom lip before he sank them into the crease of Notalus’ neck and shoulder.
His mate clenched tightly around him, coming with the shout, Dustin’s name heavy on his lips as he repeated for him to claim him. Dustin sank his cock and teeth in deeper, making Notalus’ dick erupt untouched. He swallowed his mate’s rich blood, the warm liquid gliding down his throat like nectar. Dustin closed his eyes, feeling their link solidifying almost instantly.
“Mate.” Dustin gently laid Notalus down as he tested their new connection.
Notalus sucked in a surprised breath. “Dustin?”
“Yes,” he murmured, curling himself around him.
“What is this?” Notalus’ voice was just as deep and comforting when he spoke directly to his mind.