Page 9 of The Wolf's Prince
Soren let out a guttural growl and without any more hesitation, he lurched forward.
His teeth sank deep into Nikolai's neck, just above the collarbone, the angle of his cock shifting. Nikolai gasped. Soren's entire body jerked with pleasure. It was an explosion of pain and rapture unlike anything Nikolai had experienced before. Again, he came hard, barely registering the fact that Soren was coming inside him, filling him with his seed.
Everything faded to white hot pleasure.
When Nikolai slowly returned to his body, his toes were numb, and his ears were ringing. Soren had collapsed on top of him, gasping hard, his thick cock still buried deep within Nikolai's hole.
It took Nikolai a minute of lying there, feeling the air cooling his skin, and the brush of grass and dirt on his back, to find a voice. Still, it came out quiet and distant when he spoke.
“What is that?” he asked softly.
Soren pressed his hips down, letting Nikolai feel the extent of his cock and the thickening base.
“My knot,” he whispered.
His lips pressed to the side of Nikolai's throat, just above the bite which now ached.
“Your knot?” he repeated, feeling the swollen member stretching him from within.
His eyes fluttered shut.
If he had any energy left, he would have tried to ride it.
As it were, he remained still, simply enjoying the pleasurable sensation without pushing it.
“So, you really are a wolf then,” he whispered. “Or some type of canine.”
“Wolf,” Soren agreed gruffly. “And now you are an honorary one too.”
“And all it took was hot sex?” Nikolai asked, smiling softly, his fingers tracing over Soren’s cooling back. “I’m honored… Perhaps we can make me a wolf a couple more times before we leave. How long will your stay here be?”
“We leave tomorrow,” Soren said, and he lifted himself onto his elbows to look down at Nikolai. “Of course, I will satisfy you over and over again. As much as you desire and more.”
Nikolai shivered.
Despite himself, he clenched around Soren’s swollen cock, making the shifter moan. He dipped down, pressing their lips together once more before lifting to look at Nikolai again.
Nikolai’s eyes had finally adjusted to the night. He could see Soren’s form over him, the beautiful curve of his muscular shoulders, a halo of blue moonlight on his black hair.
He reached up, touching the shifter’s cheek, marveling at the silver sheen on his eyes as they fluttered shut.
“How does it feel?” Soren whispered. “To have found your lifemate?”
Lifemate?
Nikolai blinked.
In his experience, it normally took a couple of sessions of lovemaking for a man to think they were a serious item.
He smirked.
“Am I that good?” he teased. “You want it to be forever?”
“Of course,” Soren agreed. “I wouldn’t have given you the mating bite and my knot otherwise.”
He lowered, pressing their lips together again, softly,lovingly.
When he lifted enough for their eyes to meet, Nikolai stared in confusion.
