Page 48 of Secrets & Sake

I plaster my body to his back, dig my claws into his hips, and thrust, going faster and faster. He feels so good around my cock, so hot and tight and perfect. Animalistic snarls and growls of pleasure rumble from me as I fuck him faster and deeper. When Hiro starts to moan and pant beneath me, rocking back to meet every slam of my hips, I know he’s feeling just as good.

My fangs dimple his shoulder, and I bite down to stifle my howl of satisfaction as pleasure builds and builds. I haul him up and against me, arms around him, pinning him to my body as I pound my hips against his ass. Hiro’s head falls against my shoulder, his cries echoing freely into the woods around us. I grab his cock, hard already, and stroke.

“Mine,” I snarl into his ear. “Mine. Mine. Mine.”

“Yours,” he whimpers as I slam inside, again and again. “Yours. Yours.”

The thrill that goes through me when he accepts my claim is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I’m so close. Wanna shove my knot inside and breed him, fill his hole with my cum.

“Yes. Please, yes. So close. Gonna cum. Oh, fuck. Please!”

I grab his throat in my clawed hand and bury my fangs in the meat of his shoulder, and just like that, Hiro gives a victorious shout. His tight asshole strangles my cock, and with a howl, I slam all the way inside and let him clench around my knot, wringing the most intense, mind-numbing orgasm I’ve ever felt out of me.

My grip on him softens. My animalistic features retreat, and I lower him gently to the ground and cradle him to me.

“What… is that?” Hiro asks breathlessly.

“My knot,” I explain, voice hoarse from all the growling. “It only happens when I’m in my half shift. Shit. Is it uncomfortable? I can force it down.”

“No. No… I… I feel so full. I like it.”

A primal rumble escapes me. “Good.”

“How long does it last?”

“Half an hour, usually.”

Hiro rocks back against me, and we both groan when my knot tugs at his rim. I kiss the bites I left on his shoulder. “Do these hurt?”

“Oh, yeah. But I like it.”

“Good.”

“That was… fuck. Intense.”

I lick the sweat from the back of his neck. “My wolf is a very happy bastard right now.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. We’re very possessive when we’ve found someone who speaks to our inner animal.”

Hiro reaches around to stroke my hair. “I can tell. You damn caveman.”

“Did you mean it?” I kiss the shell of his ear. “When you said you were mine?”

Hiro’s throat bobs beneath my gentle grip on his neck.

“Hiro,” I growl, propping myself up to meet his gaze. “You can’t say things you don’t mean. Not to a werewolf. I knew you were mine the moment I saw you. Had to have you.” I stroke my thumb along his lower lip. “Don’t tell me you don’t feel the same.” I hate the vulnerability that bleeds into my voice.

Hiro blinks fast. “I… I do. I don’t want to share you with anyone else. I hate the idea of you with someone else. Isn’t that crazy? I’m a human.”

I laugh and kiss his soft lips. “No. It’s very normal for us, and even for humans to feel that way.”

“Normal…” Hiro mutters, and I slap his butt. For a moment, we’re quiet. The stars are bright in the night sky. Distant howls from the hunt echo within the trees, but with Hiro wrapped in my arms, nothing else matters. It’s just me and him, and I never want that to go away.

Dawn brightens the sky by the time I arrive back in Tokyo. Hiro is fast asleep in the seat beside me, my suit jacket draped over him. I kill the engine but make no move to wake him up. Silence blankets us and I watch him sleep, fighting the urge to reach over and stroke his hair. I can’t believe he just… accepted me. Trusted me with his body even after I showed him what I really am.

I was terrified I’d push him away. I’ve never been afraid before. Not really. I’ve learned to compartmentalize so much of my life and the things I do. Locked my soft, weak feelings up tight to do what I have to do in order to survive. Death doesn’t scare me, nor does pain.

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